| Review: | If Hell was reincarnated as an ice cream parlour, it would look exactly like this. As the worker behind the counter, you will scoop endless globs of ice cream into cones and hand them to angry customers, all under the watchful eye of your unsympathetic boss. There is no score, no progress. The line never gets shorter. The complaints never change. The ice cream itself isn't implemented as an object, and therefore, is without colour, flavour, or description. The game never ends. And it's buggy, too.
Rating: **
Reviewed by David Welbourn (13 Nov 2005)
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