The amazing power of fun overpowers even the mightiest Curtis.
"Hello, we are called Curtis, we have come to wipe out humans and repopulate your planet with our own"
"Drag…" I said. "What's wrong with humans?"
"You are inefficient, did you know the average Curtis is able to create 516 quelons of rando serum a week, while the average human only generates nineteen quelons?"
"Yes" I responded "of course I knew that, but honestly, who wants spend all their time generating rando serum, what fun is that?"
"What is fun?"
"Certainly not generating rando serum."
"No, we mean, what is the word fun?"
"Oh, well, it means like fun, exciting, like you enjoy doing it, it makes you happy, you know… fun"
"Can you show Curtis this fun?"
"Sure, come with me."
The large alien army of Curtis followed me into my house. I plugged in my N64 and started up NBA Hangtime. They learned the game in a couple minutes and we were slammin' and jammin' all night long (it wasn't long before some big mugs of rando serum got involved).
The 4player b-ball action was fast and intense had everyone clamoring for one more game. Some of the big men seemed to block every shot and the 3-point shooting was maybe a little too good, but no one cared. Why would you care when you can get team fire with 3 alley oops in a row.
In the end, Curtis thanked me for showing him fun and decided not to destroy humankind. So the next time you accuse NBA Hangtime of being a sub-par arcade sports game, remember that it saved humanity from destruction by Curtis with only the sheer force of its fun.