Fluo-Rida
Fluo-Rida
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Every non-Patriots fan:

I hope he's alright. He doesn't deserve this. As for the bullfighter, fuck that guy.

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Once you do the most epic split of all time, there is no point to continue doing them.

I hope this totally turns out like Enders Game where one scientist successfully deflect an asteroid and suddenly it’s revealed the whole thing was real.

Where to start...

...which we also can’t reproduce.

Uh, no. ROTJ was awesome.

This shit is why I’m fighting with a fucking insurance company over a motorist who opened his car door into the path of my bicycle and caused me to need 14 stitches IN MY FACE. It just like people who false report rape: YOU’RE MAKING THIS HARDER FOR ALL THE REAL VICTIMS, ASSHOLES.

the worst thing about it all is how many brown war shooters will come out between now, and the game where i finally get to order a star destroyer broadside.

Thats not even at all close to what happened with Colonial Marines....Gearbox was lazy as fuck and took some of the Aliens development money to fund borderlands 2, which they actually wanted to work on...So they subcontracted it out to another mediocre developer, constantly asking Sega for more time to work on a game

She was there with seven or eight other stars from ALIENS, including the now grown-up Newt, who I'm sure is very tired of hearing, "They mostly come out at night. Mostly."

Hey? Who's scruffy looking???

Every insult you'll ever need:

Are you a human?
Negative. I am a meat Popsicle.

I want to have Vasquez's babies.

I saw Jenette Goldstein at a comic con a few years ago, and as I passed her table, I shouted "Hey Vasquez, you ever been mistaken for a man?"

Lucas is like Prince. He surrounds himself with yes men, and has no concept any more of what it takes to process his requests (If anyone has seen the Kevin Smith videos on Youtube). He just wants it done.

As a long time former LucasArts employee, I sincerely thank you for writing this article. In my memory, it's the first of it's kind that correctly and clearly points the finger of blame precisely where it belongs; at the upper management.