Yeah right like I'm the expert on what's funny! I break half those rules every time I write something. I'm not half as clever as I imagine myself to be.
Although the mainstream press hasn't picked up the story yet, I can assure you that the rumors you've been hearing about frontpage writer Reid "Frolixo" Paskiewicz are true. He stubbed his toe stumbling to the toilet at approximately 3am Saturday morning and has been crying almost nonstop since then. We're praying like hell for his condition to improve but sometimes prayers just aren't enough. If he doesn't pull through, he will be forever remembered as the Clint Howard of the SomethingAwful front page.
His next of kin have asked for readers to email me any poems they may have written about Frolixo. Rhyming verse only. Sonnets appreciated.
We're lighting a candle for you, pal!
Your lair. Maybe you lure victims to it, maybe you hide in it between killings, or maybe you haunt it 24/7 because you’re tragically confined by a curse. Whatever the situation, for most of us monsters, a living/un-living space is an important part of our identities. In this column, Monstergeddon award winners share their lair tips and techniques!
Works great on my child, who hasn't barked at all for as long as she's worn the apparatus. When she turns three, we will remove it for a trial period.
The famed gonzo otaku journalist writes about the death of gaming culture in 2014.
Try not to break your console while I try not to break my cyber brain.
The Daily Dirt serves as a column for all Something Awful frontpage writers to write about, well, whatever they feel like putting into the Daily Dirt!