To this day the most disturbed I’ve ever been by a video game was in the original Silent Hill. When I was exploring the hospital I kept waiting to come across some demon or monster, but instead there was nothing.

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Ok, obviously that went over your head, so I’ll try again:

There’s lots of people. We’re not an endangered species. Should we hunt humans for food?

Dogs and humans have a very a special relationship. We created dogs, but without them we may never have stopped being hunter/gatherers and developed civilization. It is not OK to eat dogs.

The pasta is meh at OG, but the salad and breadsticks are enough to justify the trip. I want to tell them I’ll pay for an entree, but they just need to bring me a bowl of salad and all the breadsticks.

Did these “Minnesotans” also eat at Tim Horton and apologize a lot? Because it sounds like you missed Minnesota and wound up in Canada.

Dude, you're not weird. You're an introvert. You recharge your batteries by being alone. Extroverts recharge theirs by being around other people. Neither is better or worse. Both are needed.

Starred for truth. Living alone I can cut loose when I need to and the worst I'll get is a reproachful look from the cat that was sleeping, before the toot.

My, you really are an angry little internet commenter, aren’t you? Cheer up buddy, worse things happen at sea.

It looks an awful lot in your posts like you’re defending the reduction of violence to seek a wider audience. So, for the record, you are against this re-edit of Chappie done without Blomkamp’s approval?

Animated snowmen are popular, so should one be crammed into Chappie in search of wider audience appeal?

There weren’t wireless controllers that worked worth a darn back then, so I’m assuming that there are cords inside the panel. When you pull the controllers out to play those cords would hang in front of the screen.

Teenagers are cool because they’re the only creatures capable of the paradoxical state of passionate apathy. Watching a teen vehemently shout “I don’t care!” is a glimpse into a universe with more dimensions than we have documented.

Never buy refurbished products from Woot. Their idea of refurbished is "put back in box untested... should probably work, maybe." When the product inevitably does not work Woot says too bad, call the manufacturer.

Never buy refurbished products from Woot. Their idea of refurbished is "put back in box untested... should probably…

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I prefer the more meta activity of virtual waiting in line to play virtual chess. By that I mean I took a nap with my PS3 turned off.

First thing I've ever liked about him. We got rid of powdered wigs, now it's time to get rid of the other ridiculous fashion leftovers: ties and impractical shoes.

Time to hit this asshole in the only place he cares about, the pocketbook. If anybody goes to Arkansas, make sure you don't stay at the Days Inn.

This series obviously has an intricate mythology and complex storyline going, but every time I tried flipping the channel to it it was exactly the same thing: some guy with a big head squatting in a circle of light and yelling.