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Civiballs2
Civiballs2

See now? The Civiballs is back. I told you if you don’t wipe them out the first time they’ll just come back even worse than before. You gotta keep using that special shampoo even if it looks like they’re all gone.

Ragdoll Cannon Level Pack
Ragdoll Cannon Level Pack

Here’s another Ragdoll Cannon squeal for you. *squeals*

The Pretender: Part One
The Pretender: Part One

Any game that can incorporate Victorian era women using the phrase “What the deuce?” gets immediately posted here. It’s one of those rules that can’t be broken… what do you call them? Right, a Commandment.

Another Small Favor
Another Small Favor

It always starts with a small favor. Maybe you do some dog sitting for an afternoon, or just proof read someone’s resume. But next thing you know you’re helping carry a washing machine up two flights of stairs, and not long after that you’re dressed in assless chaps dancing to Rihanna in front of a live webcam. Trust me, just say no.

Canabalt
Canabalt

Every once and a while a game comes along that really pushes the limits of… my html layouts. I’m serious, this thing is frickin’ wide.

Vox Populi Vox Dei
Vox Populi Vox Dei

Werewolves are nothing to be afraid of, just think of them as really grumpy furries. If you trap them in a room with internet access they’ll be quite happy using the time to update their LiveJournal page instead of eating you.

Shields of Gemland
Shields of Gemland

My least favorite part is getting smothered by the balls.

99 Bricks: The Legend of Garry
99 Bricks: The Legend of Garry

There’s an age-old saying where I come from: if it looks like Tetris, if it feels like Tetris, and if it tastes like Tetris when you smother your monitor in long loving licks, then it is Tetris.

Stick War
Stick War

Aim for the heads. For logistical reasons all stickman vital organs are crammed into their cranial region. Except for the lower intestine, which travels in a straight line from their head right down to the poop chute. Now see? Don’t tell me you never learn anything from coming here.

Ricochet Kills
Ricochet Kills

You know what else kills? Lots of stuff. Though apparently being bitten or crushed by reptiles does not.

Epic Battle Fantasy 2
Epic Battle Fantasy 2

After their last epic breast – sorry, quest – our heroes struggle to rebuild their devastated world. But behind the scenes an ambitious man gathers an army of breasts and machines, rampaging across… wait, beasts and machines. Not wanting to allow these jugs – thugs – to… you know, just nevermind.

Hungry Shapes
Hungry Shapes

If real life were just like the world of the Hungry Shapes, I would be a big fat square and as red as a lobster with a sunburn. Because I loooooooove me some hamburgers.

Turn Based Battle!
Turn Based Battle!

It may take you a few tries, but finishing this one is almost as satisfying as getting the cake song at the end of Portal.

Viva Caligula
Viva Caligula

There’s an important lesson to be learned here – as a Roman emperor, if you base your reign upon cruelty, extravagance, and sexual perversity, you get awesome online games made in your honor. If you base your reign upon political and military conquest, you get a salad named after you.

Warp Shot
Warp Shot

Finally, a way to enjoy the challenges of golf without exposing yourself to harmful UV rays. And harmful human contact. And harmful pant fibers.

This is the Only Level
This is the Only Level

Traversed by a grey skinned fellow,
With tusks a whiteish-yellow,
and kisses like shots of Grape Jello.

Little Red Riding Hood
Little Red Riding Hood

Spoiler Alert: Grandma gets eaten.

Finding My Heart
Finding My Heart

Wrah wrah wrah wrah wrah.

Mena-mena-mena-mena!

Cube Colossus
Cube Colossus

Hooray! It’s the weekend. Who’s got exciting plans? I’m not doing much, just gonna catch up on True Blood episodes and pick the porcupine quills out of my lips. Hey, don’t judge – those things look just like groundhogs from far away.

Ninjufo
Ninjufo

I’ve always had trouble with the word “shuriken”. I just want to say “shrunken”, and trying to say it the right way makes my lips pucker up like I’m kissing a wet piece of liver and the sound that comes out is more like chronic stuttering than it is human speech. So I just call them throwing stars.