Clives: The Dreamer
When I "flirted" with people in game, I tried to make it so anyone reasonably intelligent wouldn't waste my time. I wanted the dumbest of the dumb, mostly in fear of a "Worst Case Scenario", where the John would somehow turn the prank against me. Clives, on the other hand, is what we like to call the "Best Case Scenario".
"Hott" with two t's. "You" with one letter.
Girl, you know it to be true. This guy is a total fucking idiot.
In Clives defense, I don't actually know how Cricket is played.
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.
Doing some reps on the water bottle huh. I prefer bench press myself. Just kidding - stay hydrated.
"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!