February272009
Oregon Trail for the iPhone »
I miss this game like the flower misses the sun on a cold February morning (don’t laugh- I’m getting my poetry on, ya hurd?!)
Who didn’t love loading up the wagon, heading west, watching your family slowly die from dysentary, and of course- assloads of buffalo hunting?
Just a tip- don’t forge the river- always pay for the bridge or bribe the Indian to help you cross.
