Once there was this kid who got into games on DYOG and couldn’t come to school.
But when he finally came back, his hair had turned from black into bright white.
He said that it was from when the games were just too intense.
Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm, Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm

Is that you Japanese God? It’s me, Admin.

I thought this game was about chess. I brushed up on my Ruy Lopez and Réti openings, I made an eleven year old kid from Shenyang teach me Sicilian defense online, and I studied Byrne vs Fischer until my eyes were burning balls of pain begging for some Visine drops. Well tough noogies for me.

I think Mr. Wong does the song’s lyrics more justice than the original.

This game brings back some good memories of my past life when I was a king of.. some country with a weird accent. Anyways, I told this impudent toad to build me a catapult and convinced some of my peasants that launching them in the air and turning themselves into a bloody mess was for the good of the country, while in reality it was simply for my morbid amusement. Good times, good times…

It’s like a Habitrail for goats.

And the moral of the story is… lies make baby Jesus cry.

This awesome video of an Airbus A380 was taken from the cockpit of a 747 flying above it.

Hey Angry Husky, what do you think of this neat little zombie survival quiz, based on the book The Zombie Survival Guide, by Max Brooks?

ANGRY HUSKY: In situations like this I like to let my bum do the talking.

Who knew that our resident Angry Husky was such a good dancer? Post your dancers in the comments.

Look, just because I own a villa in Aspen it doesn’t mean I know how to ski. I just got it so when I bring supermodels there they have a reason to wear those cute fuzzy boots.

I’m pretty sure Game Show Engineer is an actual degree program in Japan.

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

Apparently strapping a bunch of pressurized soda bottles to your back doesn’t always work as a jet pack.

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.

Alright guys, tape me in and get me my spatula. It’s wasp killing time.

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.

Not since Fat Marmot Eating a Graham Cracker has a wild animal been so cute.

If you’re anything like me then you’ve been staring at your iPhone ever since you bought it and wondering what the hell it’s good for. Well today you get your answer. What it’s good for is buying Arachnophilia and rediscovering joy in your otherwise grey and vapid existence.

This slightly simplified version of Civilization for your iPhone/iPod Touch will soon have you neglecting your hygiene and personal relationships, only now you won’t have to stop playing to go to the bathroom. You know what that means – no more ruptured bladders!