So what you’re saying is, the best is behind us now.

Make it rain, people.

You win the internet for today. Take your damn cookie and go.

Tee hee.

Never heard of Giphy. I use this crazy new tool called Google to find my GIFs.

God help us.

I feel like you’re projecting some of your own frustrations onto the situation here (and I’m not trying to passive-aggressively call you awkward-looking, but when rejected it’s easy to assume that it was because of your appearance - whether that’s true or not). No one said anything about the guy being awkward-looking…

The answer is yes. Someone who knows nothing about soccer can enjoy Madden.

Seriously? Fuck these fans. Kids need to learn that being a douchebag has consequences. If that means that they get banned and need daddy to buy them another copy of the game, so be it.

But I wasn’t trying to hit on her when I asked to use her pinhole camera - I just wanted to see the eclipse, and she happened to offer a way to do that. The attraction came later, when sharing the experience demonstrated that we had a lot in common.

A common interest isn’t superficial. However, there are plenty of reasons why someone might wear a spiderman shirt outside of being a comic geek - after all, he’s a social icon and the brand has symbolism that extends beyond the comic. Assuming that you share enough interests to form a meaningful bond with someone,…

Focus on what she’s doing, not what she’s wearing. I met a girl during the eclipse by asking to use her pinhole camera. Sharing an activity let us discover that we had chemistry. If, instead, I had approached her by complimenting her shirt, I would have been trying to force chemistry on the basis of something…

Well, how often do eyes really move in real life, anyways?

First off, I think this may be Chloe’s first major investigative/analytical article on Kotaku and it’s a good one, so hat’s off to her.

And that’s why it will win.

Look, I get that animatronics may scare a few kids, but a grown-ass man in a rat-suit who spends his days dancing with young children is going to scare everybody.

Going by that title screen, I think the game may actually be called Beyond the Eorbidden Eorest.

That’s thalassophobia. I have it too.

That game where your mom comes home from Parent-Teacher interviews, calls you into the living room and says, “Is there something you want to tell me?” while staring daggers at you.