Few games were ever
as daunting as Ghosts ‘n Goblins, and its sequel, Ghouls ‘n Ghosts.
I myself have spent countless hours on the games, slaying
unmentionable horrors and avoiding that damned torch weapon that
falls out of your hand and explodes. And don’t get me started on
that frigging red demon that flew around dive-bombing you right when
you least expected it. He can kiss my ass.
Anyway, the real problem was that you could only be hit twice before
you died. Now, fighting your way through the legions of hell is hard
enough, but worse than that is having to fend off scores of the
damned in your underwear, and that’s exactly what you had to do if
you took that first hit.
Here, we see the
evolution of King Arthur and his fabulous undies, from his
flamboyant Valentine’s Day red briefs to his flashy polka dot
boxers.
Yes sir, Arthur was
not one to take crap from any zombies, or giant worms, or puking
pigs, or giant flaming bears. He face ‘em all, even when he was down
to his skivvies. Not only that, but he was defiant about it the
whole time:
That’s right, evil.
When others would balk in terror, Arthur invites all of you to take
a long hard look at the moon. In your face!
