This made sense...until their “cries” started to become rather complex puns. My disbelief can only be suspended so much.

Honestly the “Pokemon say their names” is one thing about the anime I’ve never liked and I loved when Pokemon Origins did without it. Because either you have an entire world that calls the things your skeleton is made out of “bones” because it’s what Cubone holds and the sound you make when you’re asleep “snoring”…

That was how we named Bob Dole.

Mind. BLOWN.

Sudden realization that birds = IRL POKEMAN

Pokémon don’t shout their names, they are just named onomatopoetically.

I second that motion.

Would love to see a physics-based RTS where units don’t have set attack values, but instead projectile velocity and material that interacts with the material it hits.

Why people mask their humanity to come off as more desireable is beyond me.

I think he’s more getting to the point that the status of “saved” is merely ending up with these machines ending up in the hands of collectors (IE indiviuals with a great deal of wealth). These are not the kinds of things that a normal person could afford.

It’s like collector claiming they “saved” a masterpiece only…

I think if you’d read the article, and seen that not only was water leaking in but the owner was 10 days from trashing them, that “saved” is very appropriate.

It would actually be an improvement over the current Ross

Secretly a pic of zodiac killer Ted Cruz circa 1969

Yes it is and he has a venereal disease

Is that Matt leBlanc?

For some reason there seem to be a lot of 20-something hipster women who think it doesn’t matter how skinny and delicate a man is, if he wears a full beard he is “rugged.”

Hipster men trying to fit in with other hipster men. With man buns. While proclaiming their rejection of convention grooming in favor of their own individuality. With a sleeve that also confirms their individuality. Individuals. Alone, together. In a herd of individuality.

What a dire time to be attracted to men.

There are better STD ads to choose from, c’mon