In a sea of crap, this creepypasta always stood out as a fine little gem. The ending kind of falls apart a bit, but still pretty solid. I wish the sequel hadn’t been abandoned about halfway through.

Think of the children, though!

That... That blows my mind!

Put together a business plan, and Kickstart that bitch!

You know what Foyada stands for, right? Fix it again, Tony.

If my mom owned a Mountaineer, I would swear that last story was about her.

Don’t forget that a lot of them rely on exploiting addictive behavior in order to maximize their microtransactions. Then, there’s how they can take advantage of young kids not realizing they’re spending real money to get those in game items and bonuses.

You best not leave out some Christian Slater!

You heard the man! You aren’t a “real” comic fan. Now go watch those awesome Marvel movies, you unfan, you.

I remember a guy calling in to Free Beer and Hotwings one morning complaining about how uncomfortable it made him that people would always offer to buy him meals, drinks, etc... whenever he went out.

Where are the tubes in this thing? Callista! How do I check my AOL here?!?

I have to agree with you 100%. They broke the mold after that game.

While working at a store that rhymes with “Hall Fart” (pssst... it’s Wal-Mart), I had a couple of Massholes visiting TN throw an absolute bitch fit and refuse to buy a camera they wanted, thanks to local sales taxes. Of course, they refused to buy the thing, and I had to flag down a manager to void the sale and open…

I used to do computer sales at Dell, and sales people most definitely take advantage of elderly people not understanding what they’re talking about way too much.

Cracked did a real depressing article on that exact topic not long ago. sigh

FYI, here’s the image.

This reminds me of when Tony Danza had to perform to an empty room after his very short lived talk show had issues with water damage. It was very surreal then, and I feel this will be a lot like that.

Sorry. Mural of Reagan. Left that part out.

My town’s local Repub headquarters has this MASSIVE mural on the side of the building. Every day I drive by, I really wish I could stop and paint over the damn thing. It’s this bizarre combination of tacky, ugly, and infuriating.

I’m gonna remember that one.