Granted, but you become hooked. You balloon up to 400 pounds, and eat nothing but cheesy-poofs all day. You eventually die from a massive coronary right before you beat the latest expansion.
I wish I could see through the eyes of a predator.
Granted but you prey consists of dust mites
I wish I would die from playing too many video games and ballooning up to 400 lbs ( hey you gotta go somehow)
Granted but all you want to retexture is the grass and no one is impressed plus when you land the back flip you leg shatters like Dan Millman's in Peaceful Warrior.