Commander Riker, I like poker, think i could play some time?
O'Brien: hello all, I know I wasn't invited, but I thought I might crash the party. Brought some Romulan ale!
Stephen Hawking: *types furiously* LEAVE THE BOTTLE AND GO KISS THE BLARNEY STONE ON ITS DICK ASS-TURD.
Where the fuck is Ensign Holt? I've been standing at this fucking transporter console for 12 hours and the bastard hasn't relieved me yet.
*door finally opens*
"You're three hours late!"
Holt: "You mean, 'you're three hours late, SIR'"
Holt: "You're relieved, you old potato."
Something Awful is in the process of changing hands to a new owner. In the meantime we're pausing all updates and halting production on our propaganda comic partnership with Northrop Grumman.
Dear god this was an embarrassment to not only this site, but to all mankind
Yes, there are finally enough games for a new round of One Sentence Reviews
Photoshop Phriday showcases the tremendous image manipulation talents of the Something Awful Forum Goons. Each week they tackle a new theme, parodying movies, video games, comics, history, and anything else you can think of. If you want in on the action, join us on the Something Awful Forums!