This thing about a MILF with a heart of gold. This thing about Lucy Pinder and some lies to do with Xbox 360, which got linked to by Kotaku, boosting unique reader numbers into the high teens. This thing about that Tomb Raider internet thing. This thing about a radio that comes in "moss." This thing about game sales around the world in which we forgot to point out that Sony is only three letters away from COCK. This thing about a defibrillator with a face, because we didn't do anything about attractive ladies holding items this week:
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.