Oh, yeah. Those things were just indescribably gross. I was really happy when my aim got good enough to kill them from far away. Pixelated bastards.

Heh, the ghoul hooker from New Vegas is a pretty stomach-turning idea. I'm always friendly to everyone in RPGs. Being "racist" might be true to your character, but it just locks away content if you're a dick to a given faction.

That guy at the top looks like a ghoul from Fallout, and the fact that he is standing in a baseball field is appropriate.

I really enjoyed it, but I found the lack of blood squibs baffling. I'm not usually a gore person, but I feel like cranking up the violence would have made all the ridiculous fighting funnier.

Big Trouble in Little China for the first time. Got about half an hour in before texting my movie nerd friend to demand answers about why he hadn't previously recommended this cinematic masterpiece.

I really liked the first two games, from a couple of generations ago. Stormtroopers join Nazis and zombies as things I am always down to murder.

But Indiana Jones splits the difference with such aplomb!

Not enough griefing jerks. I'd rather hang out with Trevor than play that game online.

Roy II: Dave

Really? I assumed it was a Hitler thing and thought I missed a memo.

KNOX COUNTY NEEDS MAYOR!

He's not crying, its just been raining on his face.

Agreed. If I know I'm going to see the movie, there is no point in seeing more little chopped up bits of it early.

Its nice to be reminded that skinny people are valuable, even if they were once fat.

I think there is a new editor now, or that's what I gathered from seeing the original Wonkette's writin' slippers in the Newseum.

I think it was Wonkette that said he would win it months ago, not that that was a difficult prediction.

What, seriously? I long ago stopped even checking her column every now and then to see how ole Aunt Crazy was doing. I'm happy for Farenthold over at WaPo, but giving Peggy Noonan anything but a bucket to puke in is very disappointing.

What are they thinking!

Ha ha ha, oh yeah. One of those 6' tall ones, too. That's that high life right there.

Cottonmouth is scary!