I downloaded the Chu-Chu rocket commercial at school yesterday (What, like nobody else does that?) and showed it to all of the other kids who frequent the computer room after class... and they liked it! Not only did they like it, two of them actually spoke to me!

"That was awesome," some guy with MPD said.

"Is that, like, supposed to be a commercial or something?" was what the avid Magic the Gathering and Freecell fan said.

And for about two seconds I was the most popular nerd in the computer room.

Thank you, GIA.

--Uncreativity

The Chu-Chu Rocket commercial is beyond a doubt the single most sacred megabyte on my hard drive.

--Shih Tzu

Hey AK,

How has the Chu Chu Rockets commercial affected my life? Hmmmmmmmmm.... Well let me just say that it brought a smile to my face on a very bad day I've been having. You see, I was skateboarding earlier today and I did an ollie (think, you jump and the board jumps with you). Just a standard jump, nothing special, and I came down all wrong and landed on my ankle sideways. I heard a distinct "snap" in my foot, and was in a good amount of pain. To make matters worse, I was all alone and in a schoolyard about a mile away from my house. Fortunatly, some nearby kids gave me a ride, and I told them to bring them to my uncle's house cause he lived kinda near there. Unfortunatly, when they dropped me off, he wasn't home and now they left, leaving me still a long ways from home. So I started to limp to my house and it felt like the bones in my foot were very loosley attached and flying around inside my foot. I wasn't too happy about this. Anyway, about two blocks from my uncle's house I saw my sophmore year English teacher, who I despised by the way, but it turns out that he was good for something, cause he gave me a ride to my house.

So my dad finally drives me down to an immediate medical center, which was kind of inconvieniantly placed on a block with the most traffic in the world (Flatbush Ave., Ave. U), so we have to park like two blocks away. But the complete and utter irony was yet to come. Get this: in order to get into the "Immediate Medical Service Center," you first have to GO DOWN A FLIGHT OF STAIRS, AND THEN WALK DOWN A LONG-ASS HALLWAY. Who ever thought up the design for the building is either a certafied genius who deserves an award, or has a hilarious sense of humor. As it turns out, I didn't break anything and only very badly sprained my ankle. So now I really can't do too much for the next 2 to 3 weeks.

So I decided to turn on my computer, and go to your site. After I read Drew's column, I decided to see what everyone was talking about and watched the commercial. For the first time today I was actually laughing and happy and forgot about my ankle. So to make a long story short, which is pointless right now considering the fact that I already told the whole story, it put a bright spot in my otherwise gloomy day.

-Mikey B.

P.S.- There was also a kegger that I was supposed to go to, but now I can't. :(

I, the most, uh... damn, you've posted letters for people who excel me in every area. OK, well, all i'm gonna tell you is what I found too be the aftershocks of the Chu-Chu Rocket's ad, on many different facets of Earth.

Fritz: He has entered a huge psychotic episode after picturing the mice and the cat involeved in his infamous orgy.

Chu-Chu from Xenogears: Is preparing a commando strike force to destroy all copies of the game so that he/she (it?) will be the Chu-Chu that will be remembered.

Disney: Already preparing a lawsuit against the animators for stealing those famous ears on the mice.

Creators of the Teletubbies: Watching the ad endlessly for ideas for a new episode. Oh yeah, they're also obviously doing tons of drugs.

Puff Daddy: Preparing to steal the song for his next CD.

Conan O'Brien's writers: Working on the Chu-Chu Rocket ad channel for the Sattelite TV gag. (P.S. It's a pretty damn funny gag.)

Well, many more have been affected by it, but that's all I can think of for now. Thanks.

-Solidus

A challenge for you AK.

What are the many effects of the Konami Code?

~Ian P. who can't think of anything better tonight. But still loves you. Really.

You update late as well! Bad AK! I spank you! Spanky spank. Cower before my spankiness!

....looking at what I just wrote, it's the lamest thing I've ever had a serious intent to mail to someone. But the backspace key is way on the other side of the keyboard, so I have no choice but to send it.

Are you going to do another year in review at year's end? The first one was damn funny. Or maybe since it's the new millenium, do a complete history of videogames in the same style.

Mr. Kaufmann:

Thanks to the Chu-Chu Rockets commercial and its incessant subliminal pounding, I've found myself unable to hate Xenogears' Chu Chu with the same vehemence. Pikachu, who I didn't really mind to begin with, I'm beginning to downright like. Is this good or bad? Do you think "Rafa-and-Malak Rockets" is too much to hope for?

--
Pokeytax

Watching the Chu Chu Rockets in their sicks little dance has taught me something. I now know without a doubt that the entire country of Japan is involved in a sick scheme to drive the people of America insane. Why else would they create godless abominations like Sailor Moon, Pokemon and...these...Chu Chu things.

Their mission is clear, and they are succeeding. In a country where no one can name all of the presidents, there are toddlers who can successfully name all 150+ Pokemon. Soon, we will all be theirs. We will gather in massive hoards to do the bidding of our Poke-masters, to heed the call of our Chu Chu Overlords.

Indeed, the dawn of the worldwide Japanese Empire, forged in the heat of mass consumerism, tempered in the waters of insanity, and carried upon the shoulders of hundreds of thousands of willing Poke-slaves, has come. We are all surely doomed.

-Serial Bob