10: Goddammit, I just started playing WatchDogs (It was on really good sale!) and not being able to remap controls to anything I want ( I use the numpad a lot, and inexplicably some of the keys there are restricted from remapping) infuriates me to no end. I should expect this from Ubisoft, This isn’t the first time…

Yeah, a broke clutch doesn't buckle the hood 10 inches.

So, tire pressure?

You'd be surprised at the difference some bumper spats and a factory-STI-style wing can make.

I love my 140k mile ‘01 RS Coupe, but I have no illusions that it isn’t worthless, despite the care I’ve given it and the $3000 I put into it last year to replace the worn lifters and a crapped out wheel bearing.

A $1000 paint job does not add $1000 to the value of this car. Sure, it's in good shape. It's all but bone…

Good job, dipshit!

I once had some crazy spicy tuna rolls that made the whole room spin while spots flashed in front of my eyes.

Of course a half hour later I wanted more.

And yes unless they offer a 'brown people spicy' level, I am generally not moved.

This is about as bad as selling loot to the shopkeeper in an MMO.

Bet he can’t do it again.

Q-Vier from Valvrave. He is a very special child.

Q-Vier from Valvrave. He is a very special child.

Alton says paring knives are terrible and don’t have one, and you know, I’m starting to believe him.

Alton says paring knives are terrible and don’t have one, and you know, I’m starting to believe him.

That’s pretty much me.

Can confirm I'm pretty fucked up, but I don't know if my sleep habits are a factor.

I mean the alternative is being an adult, so that's right out.

It's fine, but you'll want to leave the panel van at home this time.

Lord the first 10 minutes of UP was a gut-punch.

What do you mean, all four tires are properly inflated, we're good to go!

It looks to me like the Mercedes was tracking back onto the road when it hit the truck. It got bounced off the curb, but it's more the constable's timing that saved him, and the curb that kept the truck from plowing him instead.

"Qu’ils mangent de la brioche."