One of the first consoles I bought for myself (as opposed to getting it for Christmas or my birthday) was an Atari Jaguar. Why? Fuck if I know. I just had to be the kid getting something other than the actual, you know, good systems that were available at the time. I had to be different, and apparently a bit of a dipshit. So I hit up the nickle ads (what Internet? It was 1994) and found a guy selling one with a handful of games for $300. It came with Cannon Fodder, Brutal League Football, Iron Soldier, Super Burnout (a shitty motorcycle game), Val d’lsere Skiing and Snowboarding (wait…what?), Cybermorph and, of course, the crown jewel: Aliens vs. Predator. Jesus Christ, what a fucking horrible lineup of games. Those are all almost universally garbage. I could pick up that whole goddamn package for a five spot and a no-swallow blowjob. What the fuck was Atari thinking? But I digress.