UnpleasantlySexy

Ha! *SNORT*

(I'm thinking about the look on MY mom's face when I tell her that I've got this planned for her.)



















See the woman in the foreground there?

She's imagining cramming that Wii-mote all the way up her dorky son's pooper.

"Take that, Jonathan! And that! And that! With a twist, you ungrateful mongrel-boy!"


Also, I can't help but notice that the "Emergency Help" button is not located on the Wii-mote, but on the console itself, which will be located a decent distance away from the Mario Kart-playin' octogenarians.

That means that, in the case of a real emergency, that lady's life will depend on the creepy old fella in the recliner who keeps choosing Princess Peach as his character.

"Help! I've been hit by a blue shell and can't get up!"