This is witchcraft.

Am I the only one my age (38) that still thinks the late 90's wasn't that long ago? I mean I know it is but it never feels that way until I do the math.

Im glad someone feels that. I found Liberty City in the first 3d GTA to be the most reminiscent. Maybe because it was a benchmark in technology for those days, but the new worlds aren't as memorable. Maybe Im growing up

1. Did you invent anything?

You know, just to be sure

so, like this

Shhh, it doesn't understand.

People don't just drink beer for the alcohol. If that were the case nobody would touch beer and would just drink Everclear instead.

that bag may be bullet proof but that man is in for a world of hurt holding it like that. I mean I guess broken hands, fingers and arms are better then ending up dead. but still.

"common 9v battery"

I'm quite sure.

Hillary Clinton denies that security was ever an issue. ...she insisted that the homebrew system...was kept on the property of her New York home and guarded at all times.

I personally can't wait for the iStone.

That sounds like it'd make an awesome new movie in this franchise.

Urgh. This somehow managed to taint my fond memories of season 1.

Shortly after that scene, Ripley looks directly at the camera and sighs before going in the back to make a homemade flamethrower for when it all goes to shit and that Weyland-Yutani guy gets murderated by his own puppet. Just like it always happens.

honestly that was one of the only good ideas from CM. What happens when a xenomorph gets too old? basically, these things are what happens when a xenomorph passes its expiration date. their skin become so thin that they can barely contain their acid blood so they have to move carefully.. and they become blind so they…

Artist Marek Okon recently had an idea: what if instead of trying to shoot the Aliens, we could control them instead? It's a premise that's actually been explored in the universe's fiction before, but that certainly didn't look as cool as this concept does.

It took me a while to find you, but here you are. I was wondering who was going to mention the wonderful Mr. Tucci in this movie. He's my favorite part.

It's not a real SBIG classic unless there's on pro on set who understands what kind of movie he's in and just proceeds to bring the ham and cheese six foot subs in every scene. The hair! The ciggies! The world weariness! Ahhh, Tucci.