If I could play god and reinvent the world from scratch I have to admit I wouldn’t do much differently. I would however forgo the giant armored sea spiders in favor of something a little more useful, like say a mix between a puppy and a vending machine.

LOOKOUT! MONSTERS EVERYWHER!

I believe we should all take steps to better ourselves from time to time. That’s why I’m going to challenge myself to not post a single game that involves thinking this week. It’s going to be hard. It’s going to be damn hard, but I’m going to do it. And a sub-goal: every game will contain hobos.

If I were a zombie I wouldn’t bother running around trying to bite people in order to spread my undead infection. Instead, I would setup beside the road on days of large marathons and hand out water to runners from a barrel infected with my zombie saliva. See? Even dead I’m still brilliant.

I have always dreamed of a match three game that would let me do matches while the board is still rearranging. And now that such a game is finally here, it is every bit the orgy of color, particles, and extravagance that I imagined it would be.

Wrah wrah wrah wrah wrah.

Mena-mena-mena-mena!

One day they won’t be called vending machines anymore. They will be called REPLICATORS, and cruiseships will be called starships and everyone will wear tights. Everyday will be a new and exciting adventure, except for days in the holodeck. Those will be kind of boring.

You thought I was kidding about Fish Week didn’t you? Honestly I had my doubts as well, but I tell you – it doesn’t matter how crazy your dream is, with a little elbow grease and some help from your friends, anything is possible. Especially if one of your friends is the baby Jesus.

By just reading the title you might assume this game is about poops – but don’t worry, that would be gross. It’s actually about a water logged corpse.

I like the pretty colors, but the only circuits I’ll be completing today are in my Scuderia Ferrari F2007.

Can Charlie save the future, all the while declining the advances of a particularly possessive starfish?

There are two things wrong with Karl. Try and guess what they are. (Hint: It’s not his hat.)

Dig Your Own Grave would like to make it very clear that we feel suicide is no laughing matter. Unless a clown is committing suicide. Those big shoes are hilarious.

For the scores, enter a time of 04:35:853 as 4.35853.

I can relate. Damn crabs are always stealing my hats.

Just remember… it’s never lupus.

Bonus points for anyone who knows what I named the achievements after – without using a search engine. And without sacrificing their heterosexuality, which might be impossible. (That was a clue).

PS: You submit your score in the stats menu.

You know what they say about assassins – they make an ass out of ass and in… uh, in.. fact yes. Hello. Where am I?

In this challenging puzzle game you find yourself as a lowly chef on the famous pirate ship The Queen Anne’s Revenge. You must construct the most nourishing and efficient mid-day meals for your dangerous and hungry crew. Will it be the succulent Scurvy Soup or a steaming slice of Bilge Rat Pie? Don’t overspend your resources or – dangit, I misread the title again didn’t I?

What is your favorite part of point and click adventures?
a) Pointing
b) Clicking
c) Adventuring