It is the most beautiful game you will have seen to date, bar none. The visuals are phenomenal, the only room to grow them requires a trip through the Uncanny Valley.

“Like I told Zeke this morning, don’t worry about any of this, they don’t make batteries domestically anymore”

- Emmitt Smith

I’d say that depends on the circumstances. If you, say, vote for a party that promises you a Thousand-Year Reich, but you realize it’s full of shit after twelve years, then I’d say asking to have your Kaiser back is actually reasonable.

I drive a Buick la crosse and have also never met anyone into the sport.

I think i’ve met nobody in my entire life that likes lacrosse, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t popular.

.. They hang out on our lawns, trample landscaping, look in vehicles... We don’t feel safe... I don’t feel safe sitting on our porch.”

It’s probably the best part of Kotaku. The community has always been solid. The writers however? Well, let’s just say if you decide on posting that World of Warcraft Legion Delay you’ve been writing up you could expect me knocking at your bedroom door to give you such a slap you’ll be asking yourself “Wow, not much…

are they multiplying?

Actually I’m a Freddy Adu fan.

Success looks like KD, Klay, and Draymond not catching Zika or getting stabbed in Rio then winning a championship. Anything less than a championship is failure when you set the season win record then add a generational talent to that same core.

Blood and Wine is so amazing. I’ve still not completed it yet because I don’t want it to end.

i don’t know about you guys but i’m about to “brexit” my way out of work......... and into a few cold beers!!!!!!!!

God fucking damn it! Look at this! “Top Countries Searching for Overwatch” and is any of them America? NO! NOT ONE!

When you kick a man down under, you hear his scream, it sounds like thunder.

Waiters seems like the kind of guy who routinely has people tell him “FUCK YOU” directly to his face. He’s probably used to it.

Press X to jump in mass grave

But also tho

Once again, a black man discovers the Blues, but it’s white guys who make money off them.