Pretty sure this was the only arcade cabinet in the entirety of the small town I grew up 10 miles from in the 80s. As such I have a great affinity for it.
More games should involve spraying a gorilla in the taint.
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The Green Bay mall had an arcade, but the amount of times I would have went there is minimal. Only games I can recall were Wrestlefest, WWF Superstars and a shooting game that had an animatronic cowboy trying to beat you in a duel. I have to assume the Simpsons were there as well.
Literally went to Chuck E Cheese's once as a kid, so I have no memories of what was there. I do recall my cousin's and I singing the commercial jingle as we rolled into the parking lot.
I went to a birthday party in what must have been 90 or 91 (based on knowing my buddy got WCW Galoob action figures as a present) at a different pizza joint that also had a decent sized arcade. That was where we played X men with a pile of quarters sitting on the console to aid us in our quest. Alas, it came time to eat and my buddy's sister came and swept all our quarters into her hand, ending our adventure.
Green Bay also has a small amusement park. The eatery at the park had the classic TMNT arcade game there (I can't recall any other cabinets) and boy did it seem to be flocked with kids as we were at the height of Turtles-mania.
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Rolling Thunder was randomly at a convention hall that we would go to once a year for the "Families of Children w/ Cancer" Xmas party.
That damn Alien menacingly laughing at me still haunts the deep recesses of my mind.
My final memory of arcade machines growing up in a negative one. As I've said too many times over the years, my Dad was a psycho. So some random Saturday the fighting must have been worse than usual and at some point he demanded Mama Brody go get changed so we could go out to a supper club. Ma refused because of his behavior all days long and the heated words continued until I ran over by her and begged her to go change "So he doesn't hurt you!". She eventually complied and we went off to eat.
While we were sitting at the table, she looked over at me and said to Pa "See what you are doing to him?" as I was probably still showing signs of crying or whatever. So Pa gave me some quarters and I went over and played Kung Fu.