Original: “Give me an ounce of civit, good apothecary, to sweeten my imagination.” Modern: “I need a freaking drink to write this.”

All matters of shooting fun, costing from C$6 to $65.

Homonyms and mythonyms.

One of which, well... the timing could be better.

Justin reviews a book that takes a deep look back at the golden age of Nintendo merchandising.

We might be down a beautiful baby boy, but that won't stop us from talking more Pikmin 4. Plus we chat selling off our collection, babies, and apparently a joke segment!

Those who do not embrace Dandori cannot survive this planet... But if they grow the leaves... they will thrive.

It's just all Baldur's Gate.

Soup du jour. Hot hors d'oeuvres. Why, we only live to eat brains!

The back-filling of the old ID catalogue continues.

A hail mary that tries to thread the needle between Tecmo Bowl and Madden and falls short of the goal line.

Justin is back to tackle another sugary Nintendo treat.

All the other stuff that had you asking "when do we get to the fireworks factory?".

And some old friends will help you get ready.

The family's all here this time.

Including a game literally too big for Virtual Console.

Given the reason for the delay, the news desk certainly gets it.

Remember, if you have a queen-high straight and lose to a king-high straight, the correct move is shooting the other guy.

A save data injury knocked out WrestleQuest, but that just gives time for a musical RPG instead of a wrestling one.

Jon and Horace both return this week.