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I invited my 12 year old nephew over on Saturday for his first look at the shiny new Wii and PlayStation 3 systems in my living room, hoping to capture some of those cute little kid moments that Crecente is always posting about his son. After about an hour of ooing and ahhing and a few rounds of DBZ on the Wii, I switch over to the PS3 for some Resistance action. Yes, I know it is rated M for mature, but I am pretty sure there is a responsible adult living somewhere close to my apartment in case things go horribly wrong.
I fire up the game, opting for some multiplayer to get him used to the controls before we dive into co-op. "How do you crouch?" he asks as we start the match. Kind of an odd question...would have thought firing or weapon switching would be more important. I kill him for a bit, but finally he takes me out with a well-placed grenade. As I am waiting to respawn, he walks over to my body and begins hitting the crouch button.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Teabagging your corpse!"
Yeeeeeah. Adorable. Think we'll stick to card games and fighters from here on out. My brother-in-law can handle the proper testicle etiquette conversation.
