Ugh. I keep telling myself I’m not going to get this. DON’T DO IT. DON’T GET SUCKED BACK IN, ME.

From what I’ve heard they’re going to try to do something similar to CS:GO’s model, which makes sense, considering how lucrative that is, yet has absolutely no effect on gameplay.

The first Turok was such a huge part of my childhood. It won’t have aged well, but I’m tempting to grab it all the same.

More importantly, WHEN. Give it to me, Yannick - I want to devour it like the gaming zombie I am.

I want this.

Someone needs to stick this on one of those dorky inspirational photos and pin the fuck out of it. Because it’s worthy as hell.

Seems like a good criteria to me!

“Damn you Kinja!!”

The author does too, apparently - she changed it once she realized the typo, it seems.

Perhaps I phrased that poorly. But I supposed my choice of words is telling.

My sister compromised and added her husband’s surname to hers with a dash in-between, on the legal records.

Seems it’s actually Thought Catalog, which is far worse.

I’ve actually wanted to do this since high school.

Recently, Liz released “When I Rule the World,” an Aqua-invoking, impossibly catchy pop song that features Liz sing-talking about her future as the queen of the world, which involves making a dude clean some shit and unapologetically embracing things associated with “girlieness”—a rainbow of pinks, mini-backpacks,…

This is a fantastic analogy on many levels.

Ugh, I probably would, wouldn’t I.

Ingrown hairs down there ARE THE WORST. But I also seem to get an inordinate amount of those when shaving elsewhere, so I’m probably not the norm.

That back and forth between Erin and Drew made me gag on my cereal (by laughing) for what it’s worth.

This is good to hear. Once I shaved for a girlfriend and the amount of pain I had when the hair started growing back was indescribable. I don’t think I could do it again if I had to.

Online dating. It might be - as BuzzFeed would have it - literally the worst.