Who's Afraid Of The Big, Bad Simzilla?
After far, far too long a period of inactivity, the ocean's waters roil and the mighty foot fall of Godzilla is heard echoing once more through the glass canyons of SimCity. What fearsome fate awaits this fair metropolis at the scaly paws of a well-rested kaiju?
Godzilla has invited the neighbors over for dinner...
Oh, Godzilla! You're so gosh darn literal!
When did you become a homeowner?
2 comments:
1) I love Simzilla on the Beach (name of drink?). He reminds me of Dick Nixon at San Clemente.
2) "mighty foot fall of Godzilla..." Are you saying his feet are fat? Because if you are saying his feet are fat, he prefers to think of them as "husky."
3) There's something about this that reminds me of a haiku. Can't explain it.
Godzilla's feet are not fat, they are just covered with a thick layer of crusty skin caused by years of walking barefoot over coral reefs and electrified subway tracks... but don't worry, he's asked Santa for a smart car-sized Ped Egg this Christmas.
That last line is very haiku-ish. In fact, as I was typing it I was hearing it being spoken in my head in my 'haiku voice.'
Yeah, don't try and pretend like you don't all have a 'haiku-voice!'
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