The Hunger Games movies were dogshit, so there’s that.

Your article was shit, Alexandra.

Largely, it’s a ridiculous strawman. The perception of it is far, far larger than the actual incidence. Like “tumblr feminists” and other so-called “SJWs”, it’s just a silly stereotype for people to gnaw on to displace their ignorance to the actual issues at hand.

Ron Funches!

But!

Agreed, though I find their recovery to be endearing. The willingness to go on without missing a beat more than makes up for an imperfect routine, if you ask me.

Rey’s seeming instinctual aptitude for both piloting as well as mechanics/tinkering absolutely leads me to believe that she is a Skywalker.

I heard a Macklemore song on the radio once and I thought it was a really un-ironic PSA on tolerance, like those anti-bullying commercials Nickelodeon used to air in the 90s.

Most people likely don’t know what they actually refer to when they peg her as being a part of The Establishment, but this is exactly what it means:

Not even going to finish reading this. She is not worth hearing out.

About 70 to 80% of them are fit young men.

Well he did take a bowcaster blast a few minutes beforehand. He was seriously weakened.

Yessssssssssss, I never got around to playing this one.

I know it’s only a headline, but really? Worse than Fukushima?

I was thinking this a bit earlier. But then I reasoned that I had simply bought everything that piqued my general interest at bargain bin prices already, and that it is a splendid time to be a PC gamer.

TIL you can command Dogmeat to pilot vertibirds for you.

You don’t play a Jedi; it wouldn’t be until Dark Forces II that Lucasarts ruin everything and turn Katarn into one.

This is awesome, and all the more cements my decision to give Crate my money for an Early Access game.

I bought this on Steam. It doesn’t look that bad at all, especially if you view it in fullscreen. I would have preferred perhaps the option to use original sprites, and Widescreen support couldn’t be all that difficult, could it? Just lock the camera if it is about to go off bounds.

All the better because a corndog to, say, a traditional hot dog or bratwurst is what a Cinnabon is to a mere breakfast strudel: a fried, glazed amalgamation of incomprehensible origin that only the most tenacious of yokels line up in dilapidated droves to partake of.