Um...guys? He was making a (vague, not particularly funny) joke about their similar appearance, *not* any kind of anti-Islamic/anti-religious sort of screed. D:
Um...guys? He was making a (vague, not particularly funny) joke about their similar appearance, *not* any kind of anti-Islamic/anti-religious sort of screed. D:
Actually, I've had a *despicable* crush on Lily since seeing "Stuck In Love". D:
I think you win *all* the things, actually.
Eww...a network SITCOM? *Really*?
Really - he threw some shade their way? Especially after all the bombs he's dropped (DECADES ago) when he was still (ostensibly) working? (I'm looking at *you*: Dr. Doolittle, Beverly Hills Cop 3, Nutty Professor, Holy Man, Life, Pluto Nash, Daddy Day Care, Norbit...I could go on...)
Lol...does he *need* to? :D
Straight, nerdy AD&D-playing guy here - I'm with you, bro'. :D
Aelic, you made me spit-take all over my monitor; to you, I gift the intarnet. ;)
Hahaha...you mean,
Well, brother, that may be CLEAR to you, and it *may* be true (I'm being sincere here), but...I *have* gone through, and played, and replayed story-driven games in *disgusting* amounts of detail/time, and enjoyed...nay, *slavered*...over the storylines/character-driven narratives/what-have-you (Planescape: Torment,…
Nope - sorry, I've played through the entire game a few times, enjoyed it, but story-wise, all I remember is,
I'm just saying...*that* guy is the one whose mangled corpse we find in a few years, and I got nooooooo pity.
Apologies to all if this has been said before (either here, or in the past), but...what is *up* with the categories (both the shoehorning of certain titles into odd categories, and some of the actual categories, themselves)? I am a bit bumfuzzled. O.o
"Gross" jokes and "bro" jokes are fine...just make sure they're *funny*, and I'm in.
Um...killing for *stealing*? You don't think that's a *wee* bit lopsided, there, brother?
*sigh* (Not *you*, in particular, Tom; Gawker in general) Can we *please* dispose with the dopey, sophomoric, attention-whore titles? You guys are killing me.
My goodness.
I will begin a twelve-week healing workshop with you, at your convenience. We may resort to heavy narcotics and hallucinogens. *internethugs*
I'm sorry, but now I'm going to need (*much* against better judgement) more details about the whole Marylin Manson tatt-jacking guy.
(Obviously) not my own, but one of my *favorite* stories. ;)
Ain't no coffee like a Melbourne coffee, 'cause a Melbourne coffee don't stop?