We were tipped off to this bimbobsession by an article in the Times Online, which reported that a group of parents and healthcare experts are condemning the game, which pushes girls to provide their characters with diet pills and get boob jobs - and charges a tidy pound and a half every time you send a text message to buy "dollars" to spend on your bimbo.
Instead, girls adopt their own "bimbos" (which look sort of like anime characters) and compete to become the "hottest, coolest, most famous bimbo ever!" And how does one do such things? Well, first you have to find a cool place to live and a "fun job to pay for your needs and all the clothes a bimbo could possibly want." Then you should probably "become a socialite and skyrocket to the top of fame and popularity" and date a "famous hottie." But everyone knows that hotties don't like fat girls, so make sure to keep your weight down, and even consider "resort to meds or plastic surgery" as you "stop at nothing to become the reigning bimbo!"
Trust me when I say it's no Oregon Trail. I can't say it taught me much.įast-forward to 2008, and check out this latest online game soaring in popularity with British and French preteens: Miss Bimbo. And in Oregon Trail, which appears to have gained something of a retro cult status recently for reasons I do not understand, one spent time trying to ford rivers and shoot highly pixilated squirrels.
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They, too, weren't particularly exciting: In Hot Dog Stand one learned how to run a concession booth (Will I sell four dozen hot dogs or five? How long do hot dogs keep?). Next up were Hot Dog Stand and Oregon Trail, two games pushed by my computer teacher. For me it was in fourth grade, when I installed an Alphabet Blaster typing game onto my parents' computer and spent three hours every Saturday morning "blasting" letters as they dropped from the top of the black and yellow screen - and inadvertently learning how to touch-type in the process. I want to ask you all to do something personal: Take a moment, close your eyes and imagine the first time you.
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