I got into a motorcycle accident literally a moment before this article dropped. On the tow truck home I read this and thought “goddammit, I forgot to milk the scene of the accident for photos!”
I got into a motorcycle accident literally a moment before this article dropped. On the tow truck home I read this and thought “goddammit, I forgot to milk the scene of the accident for photos!”
Also... Fun fact.
You forgot several extremely important/critical steps, outlined here:
Well, aren’t you a cheeky monkey!
I saw them open for the Sex Pistols once. Afterwards, Pearl Jam came on the stage as a surprise act.
I hooked up with Interglueteal Cleft on Grindr once. He was a bit of an ass.
Last September, according to a timeline of events provided by the Anchorage School District, a swim team parent went so far as to take photos of the teenager at a swim meet and then send them to others
I’m not sure I’d want to see Intergluteal Cleft opening for anyone.
“Intergluteal Cleft” would be a FANTASTIC name for a rock band.
You posted this same stupid comment on the last Trump article, and I’ll say the same thing I said to you then.
For perspective I like to show articles like these to my wife, who is Japanese but not even close to a gamer. She always makes the same sound of tired disgust, before muttering under her breath about “the shame of Japan.” It’s helpful to know that sometimes they’re as baffled as the rest of us.
I love weird Japanese stuff as much as, well, the rest of us perverts, but I’d give it up to be in the timeline where we didn’t burn the planet down to own the libs.
Speaking of P.T., I recently found out that Junji Ito was going to be a consultant on Silent Hills. I keep learning things about this game that make me insanely sad it never came out. Resident Evil 7 is probably the closest I’ll get to having it, but man does it suck not having the real thing.