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Remember Your Wii Friend Code the 1-800 Way
MTV's Stephen Totilo has a simple, common-sense solution to the issue of friend codes on the Wii: friend sentences. Using a tool like PhoneSpell.org, he advocates turning your incomprehensible code into something a bit more manageable. Instead of the sixteen digit mishmash that the Wii offers me, I can instead offer up "a-010-lure-texsku-50". Not a heck of a lot better, but certainly more memorable. "Each time, I had to send them my code, input theirs, and then wait for the Nintendo network to recognize we both wanted to be on each other's friends lists. A couple of months ago, however, my Wii broke. I got a new one. I was excited, but then spotted the dark lining to my silver cloud: My new system would force a new Friend Code on me, a Friend Code that I'd need to send out to everyone and hope they'd be willing to cancel my old listing and type in the new. That's when I realized the true pain of these 16-digit codes."
OK, we get it, Wii is a colloquial term for penis. You can stop making annoying, retarded jokes about it now.
I don't think the rest of us know what you're talking about. Get your mind out of the gutter, sicko. He was talking about playing with his Nintendo Wii without going online with friends.
Well, that's the easiest way if you're playing games with random people you don't want to talk to.
Others include, if you're playing with only 1 friend, being in private chat with them.
Or mute the specific fucktard who's talking crap, and make sure to submit feedback (a voice ban or two calms some of them down).
Or play games with friends only, just like on the Wii, without the pain of friend codes.
"You know your god is man-made when he hates all the same people you do."
Brian Hastings made an excellent point earlier this week: Your friend Reggie invites you over for a Wii Party. It's awesome. You and your friends partake in whatever beverages are legally appropriate for your age group. The next day everyone who went to the party rushes out and buys a Wii. A week later Reggie hosts another Wii Party. This time only half the group comes. It's still fun, but there isn't quite as much shoving to get at the Wiimote. The next week Reggie hosts another Wii Party. You tell him you have bird flu. That's how it goes. It's only fun for so long. Now, mind you, from a business standpoint it's excellent. Consider the distilled truth: "The next day everyone who went to the party rushes out and buys a Wii." What other console can say that? Hell, what other product?
Even if you do play it, you can't do much with each other's friend codes. At least not yet.
Small potatoes make the steak look bigger.
"My screen name? It's andy6634789. Andy. Six. Six. Three. Four. Seven... yes, Seven. Eight? Geez, lemme look it up"