This thing which features one of the most astonishing promotional photographs you will ever see. This thing from which you can gain information about what music is OK to like and what music is NOT OK to like. This thing about a PS3 that looks a bit like it'd be nice to have. This thing in which you may accurately gauge how well Nicole Appleton is ageing. This thing about seeing how big things are. This thing about National Stop Running Women Over With Your Car month, because you can't not use pictures like this when they come along:
A site about games and game paraphernalia and how nothing's as good as we remember it, probably because we used to inhabit a FANTASY WORLD.
What are we half-heartedly skimming RIGHT NOW?
Each post .02% worse than the last.
THE HTML ERAS
When men used to till the pages by hand.
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.
Links to that blog of yours you started up and were excited about for a whole weekend.
Some people we might've MET. Or at least seen in a room and been near.
Other sites we are happy to officially endorse without requiring Adwords spend.
Having one is compulsory, apparently. Ours is here. It is not meant to be funny.
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.