Isn’t that... what you sorta just did?

*flips everyone off in RL, nothing happens*

Allahu A+.

Pfff. I could beat them all up. The secret is to fight dirty. For instance, the eyes are the groin of the head...

That is him. The Dude abides, after all.

Not sure If I got the era right, but, apparently, in England back in the day, one would say “Two’s up on your burn”, burn meaning the rest of your cigarette, and the first person to say it got dibs. Collect enough fag ends and you could roll yourself a couple “fresh” ones.

I can’t wait to play it on drugs. The way it is meant to be played, obviously.

“Two’s up, mate! Two’s up on y’burn!”

The late Mitch Hedburg had an awesome joke, which fits great here:

What do you drink then?

Since when is there anything wrong with boobs? Unless they’re your mom’s boobs?

*Those times video games made you do things you probably wouldn’t do in RL*

It was great. Except for the fucking Ewoks.

TL;DR

Rayman doesn’t have a neck, arms or legs. That is the bug.

I lol’ed.

NO. NO. STOP ACTING LIKE FFX IS A GOOD GAME. IT ISN’T. There is ABSOLUTELY NOTHING redeemable about that shitty, SHITTY game. In fact, who wants my copy? I will pay you money to take it off my hands. But first, you have to slap me in the face for buying it in the first place. It is complete stool water. Ass-gravy of…

When you can’t even rent a bad Snake impersonator, give this guy a call.

“Not as good as a dog’s ass or my owner’s crotch, but these still smell nice... *sniff sniff*... kinda like sugar cookies.”