From an email at work floating amongst our little crop of folks, the worst video game title ever:

As Rob — at the next cube over — says:
“Hey, let’s go play video games at my house! I have Sticky Balls!â€
From an email at work floating amongst our little crop of folks, the worst video game title ever:

As Rob — at the next cube over — says:
“Hey, let’s go play video games at my house! I have Sticky Balls!â€
Or I can’t go on a date with you. I’m planning on staying home to play with my Sticky Balls.
Don’t you just LOVE Sticky Balls? I can’t keep my hands off!
Mom? Can I go play with Jim’s Sticky Balls?
NO…and you can’t have anything to do with his ‘sticky buns’ either!!
“Could I get something new Mom? I am really tired of Sticky Balls.”
How do you even play Sticky Balls?
Wait, don’t answer that.