Sam: “Where should I put this thing so that it doesn’t hurt anyone we know or care about?”
Max: “Out the window, Sam. There’s nobody but strangers out there.”
– Sam and Max Hit the Road
That alone should tell you what kind of humour we are working with for this review of Sam and Max: Freelance Police Season 2 (and for that matter, Season 1) Sam & Max, of course being the demented brain bastards from the mind of Steve Purcell.

For those of you who will not likely have a clue what Sam and Max are, I’m going to have take you all on a slight history tangent, though don’t worry it doesn’t get wibbly wobbly and black and white with sound crackles. Not unless you want it to.
Sam is a dog in a suit and Max is a rabbit, well sort of rabbit, I do think he’s rabid though as suggested in the first season of these games. All in all, their strange adventures seem to involve wandering around solving crimes of a bizarre nature all the while over articulating everything they see and do. Violently if possible.
Now the first game, Sam and Max hit the road was released by Lucasarts back in the heyday of Adventure games back in the mid nineties, before this internet doo-hickey took off, along with multi-player bitch slap contests and was one of the finest examples of “funny stories being told through a point with the mouse and click randomly until things happen” game.

One thing I have noticed: Sweden is creeping up the ranks in terms of visitors to the site. Hmm, perhaps they have twigged onto the naughty that is all around here. Or not, who knows? The only thing I will say is that I’m an equal oppotunity offender, so I will insult everyone if required. See, everyone can join in!
You see, for months I have been putting off working on the degree’s final tasks as the motivation has more than just disappeared, it’s been brutally beaten, and stuffed into a black van being driven off at high speeds only for the next day, a ransom note to appear through the post-box containing instructions for the money and a severed toe to know that they are serious.
I was considering the thinner lenses as these current ones I have were fitted by Staybrite while they were busy replacing the kitchen windows earlier last year, and frankly for once it would be nice not to have the nickname of Mr Magoo, well in truth some other nicknames spring to mind as well.
So 2007 has gone forever unless you happen to have a time machine and here we all are in 2008. Here’s hoping everyone has a good un, and hopefully they have many things to look upon from the previous year with joy.

Merry Christmas to everyone today, hope you got what you wanted, and if not, just remember, the receipt for it’s probably hanging around somewhere so just have a quick look when everyone’s dead from eating too much Christmas pud.