In my short tenure at Destructoid, I’ve done a lot of things I never thought I would. I’ve eaten cocktail sausages with games companies, I’ve been stranded in the Hilton Hotel withPure Pwnageand angry Norwegians. I’vetelephoned Uwe Bolland I got the blame for creeping out Cliffy B. In this short career of mine however, I had until now glimpsed not into a whole other realm — a realm where madness rules like a pied jester king and that which once made sense now addles perception in a drunken haze. Until now, but now no more, for I have unearthed the sordid, vile dimension ofTom Tommy, host of Big Smile Time.
Now … I fear not even the dark domain of Lucifer.
What is one supposed to say to a man who dons a frog handpuppet and a Homestar Runner voice to help him review videogames? All I know for certain is that, like a mangled wreck of melded metal and bone in the street, I cannot stop gawking. After a while of watching his Big Smile Time review, the world suddenly seems like a brighter place — and not through optimism. I’m talking about imposing, garish colors that swirl blindingly in the mind’s eye. To satiate the curiosity of man, I have provided some of the ‘best’ of Tom Tommy, a man who’s lack of exposure on Destructoid up to now has shocked me. All respect due to Tay Zonday, but if he can become Internet famous, there’s no reason for this psychopath to not have a little slice of the notoriety pie. He’s either mentally stunted or the world’s greatest comedy genius. He is, however, not right in the brain.
How many of his videos can you sit through? There’s a prize of insanity to whoever manages all of them.
