Cuphead’s levels are delightfully short — you can finish them in a matter of minutes, or you can die immediately. This would make you think it’s the perfect game to drop into for a few minutes in the middle of a workday.
The 40-hour work week that the labor movement fought so hard for was destroyed in the length of time it took Pat and me to install the game. We could not stop playing.
We were just going to test the game and make sure it was running properly, we said to ourselves, lying. One level. Just a sip of the cup, if you will.
An hour passed. Our lie, a dark shadow looming over our heads as our coworkers toiled away in the next room. We were playing Cuphead.
“Which is totally work,” we told each other. “Like, technically it is work.”
There was other work that we could have prioritized, but we didn’t.
Anyway, when we decided we were ready to risk entering the cesspool of public shame that is the internet, we streamed the game for an hour and died 50,000 fucking times on the Cagney Carnation level. We did this after we had beaten all the other levels, so don’t even come at me right now dude I will slice your fingers off. You can watch that stream embedded above.
Previously, Pat and I had attended an Xbox event and expressed the need to play Cuphead for hours and hours. Well, our wish sure was granted!
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