Wii Would Like to Help: Difference between revisions

Around this time about three years ago, I'd finally gotten my enough money for a Wii. When I got home from Wal-Mart and opened my front door, I was greeted with a small reddish-orange present with a crimson red bow sitting on my coffee table with the tag simply reading:

 

I can still hear the scream every time I close my eyes, and haven't picked up a Wiimote since. I tried emailing Nintendo customer service, but unsurprisingly, they didn't believe me.

 

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