A search is currently underway to debunk/proove true one of Video Game history's great myths: are there really millions of old E.T. Atari game cartridges buried out in the New Mexico desert?
For the XBox generation: Atari's 1982 game, based (and I use that word very loosely) on the inexplicably popular film about an intergalactic gob of faecal matter with Christmas tree lights for fingers and his quest to call his mates up and ask why the bastards ran off without him, is widely regarded as one of the worst games in the history of the planet. A game so bad that, with so many carts being returned or simply left unsold, it caused the video games industry to nearly sh*t itself into extinction.
Urban legend tells us that Atari loaded the millions of little boxes of Fail onto trucks, shipped them off to the desert and buried them (along with, we assume, a programmer or two), then coated the site with concrete.
One can never be too careful.