Ain't Too Proud to Beg
Many readers emailed me back, wondering just how much depravity I had to sink to. I play World of Warcraft. It wasn't that far at all. As for the number of times I "missed", well, see for yourself.
His words say "no", but his continued willingness to group with me on Rend runs says "yes".
I swear to god, this worked way more than it should have.
Next up, my favorite dialogue from the summer blockbuster "Alien vs. Sexual Predator".
The only reason that I went bagless was because I got greedy. However, my averice doesn't stop him from reaching for a piece.
Ok, last page! There's something funny on it, I promise! Venture forth!
Sometimes I dream that I'm sitting in the back of the defunct Weinermobile as it careens driverless down the highway. At first I thought this was symbolic of the powerlessness I feel in life, but then I realized it's actually the Weinermobile's dream of being able to drive again.
Three years ago, when we were burying my uncle, Cleaver and some gross lady dog (Solstice???) showed up at the cemetery and starting going at it really loudly. It ruined everything and we had to have a "re-do" the next day and it cost a fortune. I've hated him ever since for that.
Ignore the hype. Find out how these games will likely go right or wrong.
"World of Warcraft" has been sucking in cash and fat peoples' souls like a Ghostbusters containment unit, so it only seemed appropriate that Something Awful start up a section devoted to such a noble game. The Art of Warcraft tackles all the hot button ingame issues, and much more!