![Densetsu no Starfy
To say I didn’t have my prejudices would project my nose forward some 77 kilometres. Starfy, you understand, is a starfish. Like most breeds of lustrous star-shaped aquatic life-forms, he dons cheeks pinker than a drunk man who wanders onto the main thoroughfare in front of an Irish Waste lorry. And he’s got those beady little eyes you get when you bite deeply into a grapefruit, and the juices pour generously onto your hand, incinerating unquantifiable billions of microorganisms who make soft hissing sounds in anguish. He’s also liable to get chucked out of the ocean by a rogue wave and then latch onto your face, employing the use of your nasal cavity as an instrument. A French-horn, if so inclined. Or a basoon.Its redeeming feature is the text on the bottom-right of the box. Marine Action Game, it says. I laughed so hard that I jumped up and down excitedly and clapped my hands like a chimpanzee. [7]](http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9g81xentR1qzdllro1_500.jpg)
Densetsu no Starfy
To say I didn’t have my prejudices would project my nose forward some 77 kilometres. Starfy, you understand, is a starfish. Like most breeds of lustrous star-shaped aquatic life-forms, he dons cheeks pinker than a drunk man who wanders onto the main thoroughfare in front of an Irish Waste lorry. And he’s got those beady little eyes you get when you bite deeply into a grapefruit, and the juices pour generously onto your hand, incinerating unquantifiable billions of microorganisms who make soft hissing sounds in anguish. He’s also liable to get chucked out of the ocean by a rogue wave and then latch onto your face, employing the use of your nasal cavity as an instrument. A French-horn, if so inclined. Or a basoon.
Its redeeming feature is the text on the bottom-right of the box. Marine Action Game, it says. I laughed so hard that I jumped up and down excitedly and clapped my hands like a chimpanzee. [7]
About me
I'm Jack. Sometimes my hair is untidy, riddled with goblins and smurfs. When I scream into the Grand Canyon, it inspires pained howling in wild dogs and wily coyotes, and compels all leaf-eating mammals to scuttle for higher ground in wait of the great flood. I think Goku is an existential paragon. My life's trajectory is adjusted towards becoming a hermit and dying alone somewhere on top of a golden mountain at sunset. Which is a jolly good innings, all told.
