Those are some good-ass bangs, I have to admit.

Yeah — but nobody is trying to actually confuse anyone here. It’s an obvious parody, and there’s no chance that a consumer would be mistaken into buying a Titties hat thinking it was affiliated or produced by the fine folks at Titleist

Boycott. Snyder has kidnapped my team, and I’m not giving him another dime until he gets out of town and gives it back to someone who isn’t a monstrously incompetent narcissist

I’m not sure that it’s really progressivism that you’re seeing. It’s exceptionally rational, and you may be projecting your own conclusions onto that.

I read this in the post and other local sources. The cop waited for 20 minutes and *watched* her not doing anything to turn the music down — so he arrested her, because she obviously wasn’t going to do anything. This isn’t an article — it’s a statement from the arrested individual. It’s the least objective account…

She got a DJ and six (frigging 6) people on that block called in. The police waited and she never made a move to tell the DJ to stop. The law is the law.

Those two statements are fully compatible. Sorry for your personal curiosity, but law enforcement doesn’t exist to entertain you.

It ISN’T Florida. There’s a reason

Not really. Think about it. You know I’m right.

I mean, I guess that means something — but I’m looking forward to reading something you’ve written that’s more incisive.

Make money/not hemorrhage money such that we have to close down for good.

This is what doing a good job looks like. Be like this guy. Don’t be like Tom.

I estimate that 25% of Kotaku readers are on the Autism spectrum, and another 25% of them are freaking kids who brag about banging my mom on the regular.

I’m more of a Stan Tekiela man, myself — but I may give yours a go, duder.

Autism is a hell of a drug

Source on growing? I’m calling BS.

This. Is. The. Worst. Like, I can’t even begin to list the number of possible third variables — to say nothing of the small sample sizes of the entirely random and unlike test batteries. Just. No.

Except the cost part. Which is what this article laid on me for the first time. Holy crap. How do they close the gap? 

Man. I’m done. Headed to Giant Bomb I guess. I’m not even annoyed by the content. This could have been a great story — and you guys find a way to just use someone’s preferred pronouns about 22 times and then sign off. I just can’t read this crap anymore. If it’s not entertaining, funny, insightful, informative OR…

Kotaku reviews always have this weird narcissism baked into them. I don’t really disagree or take any exception to PH’s review — but there’s an awful lot of subjectivity and first person language above. Which is fine. I just want to read fewer and fewer of these reviews.