And then my 90s-themed PTSD kicked in...

I can't be arsed to make a gif, so have this. Actually, I don't know how to make a gif...

I am so, so very sorry for this. I couldn't stop myself.

Still a lot better than /shouting in Jeuno for an hour.

Mama horny, Michael.

I tried to credit an original source for this pic but all I could find were re-posts of re-posts.

"Why are people so into Yuengling?"

The short stories worked well not only because they were good stories, but because the content of the stories reinforced the mechanic of the stories - they forced you to slow down.

Solid as a rock!

You see that gamers of the world, your opposition to anti-consumer policies (though some may have called it whining to the highest degree, not me though) have been heard, you magnificent bastards.

I knew they would eventually relent, the bad PR is just too ridiculous to bear. If it's this easy for them to remove it? What the fuck was all that talk about how it's part of their long term plan and strategy? If that's actually true, this would throw all of their planned infrastructure put of whack. And at the same…

Isn't the whole thing a little creepy. I can't imagine the smells that permeate the place. Stale Cheetos mixed with BO.

Yeah, I think it may be activated by phone calls. After my first phone call this morning I received the pop-up, sadly since I was not expecting it I couldn't even see what it said before it disappeared. But after checking in my settings sure enough there it is. Settings > Notifications > AMBER Alerts & Emergencies to…

Schist. Manhattan schist, specifically. Yes, New Yorkers had to name the rocks after themselves too.

Manhattan bedrock is a type called schist. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Schist

The bedrock literally defines our city; we couldn't build skyscrapers without that foundation.

Johann Pachelbel, we meet again...