This game is the very embodiment of beauty. I've been to dozens of countries and not one landscape can compare to the genuine elegance of Tomato Jones. If I died tomorrow and had to relive my life, I would stop traveling and spend all that time playing Tomato Jones.
My own wife stands in the way of Tomato Jones. My second greatest accomplishment, my son, was given the name Tomato J. Jones. The J of course standing for Jones. My greatest accomplishment you ask? Being able to play a game with such beauty as this one.

Remember as a kid when you would wake up on Christmas morning and your parents would be waiting out by the tree with hot cocoa and gifts galore. The feeling, the rush you got seeing that. The smell of chocolate and marshmallows melting, the pure joy when opening that stunning new Lego set. Those feelings were nothing compared to when I beat this game for the first time. The trick or treating on a crisp fall night with all of your childhood friends, searching for eggs with your brothers or sisters on Easter, waking up to find a dollar under your pillow after the tooth fairy took your tooth. It was all a lie, I thought I knew happiness. I just hadn't encountered this game yet.

Don't swallow the blue pill and ignore this game. Take the red tomato and ascend to the highest peaks of human creation. Ascend the mountains to the peak, where you'll find the greatest game ever made.

Tomato Jones

It's Tomato, it's Jones, and it'll make you wish ice was never invented. This game feels and controls like a flash game you'd find on the last page of your Newgrounds search, and somehow I mean that as a compliment. Best worst 12 minutes I've ever spent in a game, Tomato Jones.