It’s Not The Fall That Kills You — It’s The Sudden Stop At The End

It’s Not The Fall That Kills You — It’s The Sudden Stop At The End

Falling down has never looked this good. I think the whole not dying part helps make it a lot more appealing than it normally would be. I’m all for falling off of high things, but I have stuff to do afterwards. I don’t know about you guys, but I don’t like the idea of coughing up my splintered shins after a decent fall. I’m a proponent of falling off of small ledges and other obstacles that you can safely walk away from afterwards. Every once in a while, some pansy might rupture their spleen, but what difference does it make? As long as no one goes splat, there isn’t an issue.

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The Plot Of Every Jurassic Park Movie

The Plot Of Every Jurassic Park Movie

That just about sums it up. Nothing more to see here. The movie’s over; everyone can go home. Get the hell out of my movie theater.

Well — you don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here. Go home to your wives, girlfriends, concubines, or other assorted companions. If you don’t have anyone to go home to, try hitting on the girl running concessions; she’s game for just about anything. Offer her some fresh popcorn for once and she’ll go loopy for you,

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The PC Master Race Prevails Again

The PC Master Race Prevails Again

As many of you may or may not know, video game consoles are for peasants. If you own a video game console in this day, there is a large demographic of people that will make fun of you until you sell that hunk of junk and buy something sensible. I too have fallen victim to the cheap thrills of an Xbox, but I found the light. I joined the PC master race. Not only can I diddle away my time playing pointless games, but I can also do reasonable things like go on the Intertunnel or make a spreadsheet. I’d like to see a video-game-console peasant try to make a word document on an XBone 720.

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