Games

You may say that we are dreamerz
But we’re not the only onez
I hope someday you’ll join uz
And the world will be az one

Let me tell you something, I’ve been to the other side. They don’t have any cheesecake or grande 2-pump vanilla non-fat extra hot lattes over there, so don’t bother.

Over the past week we’ve safely established that you don’t like thinking, music, iPhone games, or competitions ending in a tie. So today we’ll see if you sickos like torturing people. I’m thinking that you do, which is why I’ve got my phone out and I’ve already dialed 9-1. I’m going to let Homeland Security know about you perverts. They might want to give you a job.

If you’ve ever been told that your talent for sitting in front of the computer and stuffing your face with Goldfish Crackers would get you nowhere in life, today is your day to prove the world wrong. It’s your time to shine chubby!

Well speaking of dreams, some of us in the forums are speaking of our own dreams, and some of them are pretty wacky.

I am jealous of this little guy in the game. During his walk he encounters some cute birds, giraffes and windmills, while I am stuck with K-mart, crazy chain smoking lady yelling profanities at people passing by, and a genderless creature in a raincoat that smells like pee and asks me for a dollar. Life ain’t fair.

Really? Another zombie game? Well normally I would take this opportunity to leave a mighty poop in your shoe, but since this one also includes an awesome pixel dog with a chaingun I will simply wait until you are fast asleep and unleash a silent fart mere inches from your face. For I am Angry Husky, and I am not without mercy.

Well I have a few of my own theories about colors. For instance, if you look closely at photos of the Apollo Moon Landing, you can see various colors in the pictures, therefore proving that man has in fact never been on the moon. Everybody knows the moon is made of cheese – not colors.

I’m MC Kat on the rap, so mic it
Here’s a little story and you’re sure to like it
Swift and sly and I’m playing it cool
With my home girl, Paula Abdul

Well it’s no Doodle Jump, but then very few things are.

Z? Zzzzzzzzz…

Normally the only roller coasters I ride are emotional ones, but I do see some parallels between this game and my weight fluctuations caused by the frequent Ben & Jerry’s binges.

Smoking a bubble pipe won’t necessarily make you a more sophisticated person, but on the other hand not smoking a bubble pipe also won’t make you a more sophisticated person. Did you ever think about that?

*takes drag off bubble pipe*

Last time someone tricked me into playing a game about snakes, I found myself locked in a dark closet with a man telling me to search for something called a “trouser snake”. Anyways, we don’t need to get into that. This game is hopefully much less traumatizing.