Chuzzle is more than a game; it's the pinnacle of human achievement. Entire civilizations will look back and recognize that Chuzzle is the singular peak of our legacy. I feel genuinely sorry for every soul on this earth who has yet to experience it. The Chuzzles are the peak of all character design. A species full of innocent eyes and soft fuzz, asking the player to love it as much as it loves you. To not love Chuzzle is criminal. If aliens landed tomorrow and asked us for evidence of our worthiness as a species, I would show them Chuzzle. Not only would they understand, but they'd join us. Chuzzle is the recipe for world peace. I wonder if Chuzzle chose us rather than the other way around. A game so perfect surely couldn't have been made by mortals. Perchance, the developers were prophets handpicked to bring this holy masterpiece into our lives. When I look into the eyes of a Chuzzle, I see all my past in the reflection. Every struggle, every tear, every heartbreak was all building to this moment. When a Chuzzle locks up in a cage, I’m there, sharing in its suffering, feeling the cold prison bars around my soul. When I free that sweet Chuzzle, I’m not just solving the puzzle; I’m freeing myself. I live for Chuzzle and would die for it.

Peggle is like meeting God for the first time, except God is a bouncing ball and heaven is a wonderland full of pegs. Every time I play Peggle, my soul is no longer attached to our real world. It gets sucked out of my body, and transported into the universe of PopCap’s magnum opus. At this point, I don’t even know what my body is doing when I’m playing Peggle. Does it matter? Not really. What matters is that I have become one with this masterpiece. Each 'doing!' that plays when the ball colides with a peg, each Jimmy Lightning guitar riff, every Ode to Joy at the end is a moment that should be documented and passed down for generations. Imagine Leonardo da Vinci painting the Mona Lisa, but instead, he was launching a ball at a group of pegs. Same energy. The way the pegs are delicately placed, it’s like the universe itself has conspired to align them perfectly for maximum satisfaction. Every shot you take, every ricochet off the bucket's rim, feels like humanities' newest, greatest achievement. If there was a single flaw in Peggle, it would be that the game eventually ends, and I have to return to the real world. It's a cruel consequence one must take to enjoy pegging. But, how could one appreciate the brilliance of Peggle if we were allowed to play forever? It’s a reminder that we are forever human and that no matter how hard we may try, the world of Peggle is forever out of reach. The modern era could never recreate Peggle. Nothing today will ever compare to the joy of watching a ball bounce unpredictably across a board of pegs. Peggle is eternal. It is pure. It is the closest thing humanity has come to recreating heaven.