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.

That will be immediately before it shreds your legs.

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.

Twitter: For friendless narcissists.

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

This is one cat that shouldn’t be thrown onto the New Jersey Turnpike.

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.

This has the opportunity of being the best real fake TV show of all time.

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.

I was such a bimbo before Dr. Steve Brule’s helpful advice for everyday living.

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.

On November 20th 1980, an entire lake in Louisiana disappeared down a salt mine.

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.

omg I want a cat elevator