Crap Mo Stank and Bartle Doo!

Straight outta MTV Japan comes a cartoon about two rabbits locked up in a Russian prison. Don’t look at me. I don’t know any more than you do.

They may look like cute little stuffed animals, but when I think of Pickies all I can see is a jar full of scabs with with the label pIckIeZ scotch taped to it. Don’t ask. You don’t want to know.

2D and 3D were never meant to interact like this. It’s an unnatural union, and although I can’t say for certain I’m pretty sure God would not approve. Neither does my brain for that matter.

Merry Christmas Fruitcakes!

PS: If you don’t celebrate Christmas, have a happy Tuesday anyways. Oh yeah, and the baby Jesus hates you.

A little stock tip for you guys: don’t trade in your Google shares for ‘precious sparkle gems’. Turns out that’s not even a real form of currency.

Bringing the F-U-N back into racial segregation!

Next time you have a hard day at the office, try firing up this game when you get home and smashing some cities. Waaaaaaaaaaaaay more effective than yoga my friends.

Fly your dragon through the crazy tunnel maze and don’t hit any walls. Where do you think he’s going in such a rush? Dragon Happy Hour? A custody hearing? Maybe he just has to go to the bathroom.

I don’t want to start any nasty rumors or anything, but I heard from a friend of a friend that if you don’t finish all 18 of these squarilicious levels right now, your toes will grow webbing and your mother will stop loving you. It’s very sad but unfortunately very true. Rumor has it, that is…

This little boy is really concerned with the well-being of his baby brother. I used to throw things at mine.

There is a stinky grey coconut shaped thing inside your skull. Some people call it a “brain” although you may have heard it referred to as “the enemy of the thing in your pants” or perhaps “your greatest disapointment”. Anyways, you’re going to need it for this one…