I’m a sucker for platformer games. I’m also a sucker for puzzle games. So what happens when the two genres come together and make a big fat baby that cries and demands my attention at all hours of the morning, leaving me with only two hours of sleep and a hellacious cranky attitude in the morning? P.B. Winterbottom, I suppose. I held off buying this title on the 360 despite the urging of Mark Davis and a good friend of mine. However, when the game released on Steam this past week, I hastily picked it up in order to experience my own brand of plundering pastries with a portly gentleman of no paltry prestige.