Megan bought me a Defender machine. I was so happy to see it, I just stood there playing a long time. She did what she always does.
Just now while posting this, I noticed that Megan’s friend Hal (the formerly obese celebration of “body type diversity,” now as ripped as all the rest) is playing Defender at the house already. That guy doesn’t even let the joystick get cold.
Hey, does anybody know where there’s a working Defender in Seattle these days? Since Shorty’s in Belltown got rid of theirs, I don’t know where to go play.