Pikmin porn
A couple of years ago my company, either as a reward or punishment, relocated me to Canada. While I tried to find somewhere to live, they paid for me to stay in a very average hotel out by the airport.

It was miles away from anything, and I had nothing to do in the evenings except read and watch telly, which got boring pretty quickly. Salvation came in the form of the in-room Gamecube, which cost about 5 bucks to play for half an hour; I got hooked by the game Pikmin and eventually racked up about $120 of room service charges.

Upon checking out, I sent the bill off to expenses, not realizing one thing; every single half-hour session of innocent Gamecube playing was itemized as "In-room entertainment charge." Or, to put it another way, exactly what it would have looked like if I'd been ordering new porno every half-hour.

This led to an 'interesting' conversation in which I had to try and convince the nice lady from HR that I'd actually been trying to help the spaceman get back to his home planet with the help of some magical flowers, rather than masturbating myself into a frenzy. I ended up paying the bill.
(silencer, Mon 21 Jan 2008, 20:47, 2 replies)

Aww
I love Pikmin :) I got a bit upset the first few times I couldn't get them all back to the spaceship in time. Traumatised, I tells ya!
(claireyfairy There's a smell in here that will outlast religion, Mon 21 Jan 2008, 21:55, closed)

To be fair,
"trying to help the spaceman get back to his home planet with the help of some magical flowers" does sound like a long-winded euphemism for wanking.
( Lightguy hail satan, Tue 22 Jan 2008, 19:45, closed)