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I’ve spent the last couple of days with my 5 year old cousin being my shadow wherever I go; telling me weird stories (theatrics included), shouting and jumping without any apparent reason and playing a little piano that I regret lending to him.

“GIVE HIM A NINTENDO!!!”, I exclaimed in the middle of a nervous breakdown.

It was clear to me why my parents bought me my first console. An easy decision after the amount of pain and sadness I was causing on them. I even used the word “Nintendo” to reference any type of video game console, just like they did.

Luckily, in the end my cousin got his console…

The next step will now involve his parents moaning about how he doesn’t wants to spend more time with the family, but hey, just don’t blame it on the Nintendo.

Merry Christmas to all!