wake up, dr. freeman.
the world... is healing.. gordon.
people are realizing how much that game sucks.
so wake up, dr. freeman. wake up, and smell the dandelions.
(LOUD FUCKING TRAIN HORN)
you ever go looking for comics to shitpostify and then feel a deep and genuine melancholic if not slightly depressed connection to one of them, even if the original and what it made you think of are so horribly different?
Why is it that every time I boot up this site, I hear CD-i link say "g" whenever I type "g" in the omnibar to get here? I ain't complaining but mah boy what the hell boi
there's something so healing about golf. something about just relaxing with fucking around with a little robot ball and dancing to Good Eatin' from the PT soundtrack makes me feel truly happy, even if for just a bit. In such a blissful state i probably Would let The Horrors and Other Assorted Things I Hate join in for a game of golf