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When men used to till the pages by hand. |
SHOPS
Use our Play or Amazon Shops to buy those shit Wii games you secretly like, helping the effort. ARCHIVES
12 years of wheat and chaff in one vast and impenetrable mass. |
Some updates weren't universally hated by the entire world within seconds of being uploaded.
1. The Animal Crossing Wild World mega-feature and public-service review
2. Sonic CD - screenshot parade
3. Cream The Rabbit sexual diagrams
4. OutRun2 screenshot-taking guide for the benefit of inept journalists
5. The personal UKR SEGA Toys Homestar planetarium review
6. Trying to buy an Xbox 360 in London
7. (STILL) THE MOST AMAZING PROMOTIONAL PHOTOGRAPH OF ALL TIME
8. A trip to GamesMaster (in Peckham)
Links to that blog of yours you started up and were excited about for a whole weekend.
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Some people we might've MET. Or at least seen in a room and been near. One Thousand Tiny Things I Hate "LIFESTYLE"
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Having one is compulsory, apparently. Ours is here. It is not meant to be funny. |
ACQUAINTANCES
People off the internet. Quality and commitment levels may vary. |
It came with the template. Maybe in 2014 we'll jump on board the Twitter train and put that in here. Or a radio. That'd be nice.
How disfuntional is that family.
Jesus Christ "you were on that internet again".
Yeah, because you can only play games if you're online.
You fat fucking sow, I hate you and your burger cheeks.
I really can't believe you watch that shite.
interesting question...... I know the answer is on wikipedia, but I'll wait till someone else bothers
Chips are NOT vegetables, the same way that a hamburger is not an animal.
either that or she was just a typical mum and didn't know wtf she was on about
they have to be, otherwise i'm going to die
And the word verification is ymtowiq, which is an anagram of "toy qwim". So much worse.
It took my months of college time piss balling about with the settings to get them to run like that.
Did you also realise she had to snort (like a PIG) halfway through her speech! Horrible.
And what the fuck is that guy on about "If we were as fast as Sonic there'll be less accidents on the road." Yeah because it's the slow drivers that cause accidents. Dumbass. Not to mention that fat slut wanting his kid to go around smashing windows! Wow.
The only thing right about this was- I think..THINK they managed to get her to pull the right plug. Actually, you just know someone had to hide behind her (which isn't hard) and pull the plug to hand to her.
(a) He has a girlfriend who watches it.
Obviously you are all outted as lonely masturbators.
And when I say "outted", I actually mean "confirmed".
"Whoa, look at that hedgehog go, I tell you what if THEY were all as fast as Sonic there would be a lot fewer accidents on the road"
The logic is still fucking retarded as it presumes that there are a lot of of road accidents due to hedgehog s crossing the road slowly.
Or maybe when he says "accidents" he means dead hedgehogs in the road? Nah that would be far too logical for this piece of shit show!
As an actor, I would like to say how fucking bad that woman is at acting - she must have looked at the front door three fucking times in anticipation for that feeble door knock. She's just jealous that her boys have decent fucking lives, and pulled out the power in a childish fit. Then she's too scared to answer the door herself in case the person who's at the door takes one look at her and vomits profusely, screaming "What the fuck are you? Jesus fucking Christ! Fuck! Shitsticks! What created you? Is there a fucking God? Jesus fucking Christ! Shit! Oh fuckshits! How are you alive? Fuck!! Stop fucking existing you shitting freak of fucking nature! Fuck!"
...I really loathe that woman.