"Yar, bust it down in me poop deck, mateys! Aarrgh!"
We ran into Cliffy B. He was wearing a very offensive blue sports coat which reflected light all the way to Neptune. The Hair Giant greeted him by calling him "Bud Bundy", but I have to admit that Cliffy doesn't really look like Bud in person. He looks more like how people thought the Devil would appear as back in the 1920's. Or maybe a disco pirate. Yeah, he definitely has pirate-like tendencies. Let's go with "disco pirate".
He was playing "Unreal Tournament" for the Playstation 2, despite the fact that it's for "fagots".
Are we not allowed to be real parents anymore? We may have feared the CyborFreaks, but we damn well respected them and learned about boundaries.
A thousand years ago, dudes were dying from splinters, but now the wizard potion that cleans our light wounds costs less than a Dr. Pepper in 1994. I love this medicinal 7up.
Ron Paul spins in his chair, trying to grab his decorative antique musket but Freddy gets it first.
Featured articles and columns that don't fit anywhere else on Something Awful.