Welcome back to another round of Comments of the Week! Yes, that's right, it's time to pick up the very best comments that the community has been putting down, you know what I'm saying? There's no need to search far and wide for all the words whispered in the wind over the week when your boy Dreamweaver's got them all right here! So whether or not you've been hitting that 9 to 5, or simply want to catch up on old memories, then this is for you! As always, comments comes in three flavors like neapolitan ice cream.
TRUTH: Like vanilla, it is what it is.
LOL: Like the smooth refreshing taste of a strawberry milkshake coming out of your nose.
WUT?: Like that feeling you get when you eat too much chocolate.
Did you catch last week's Comments of the Week? I'd be surprised if you did: I hid it in a place they'd never look.
Dreamweaver: Case closed!
Dreamweaver: If he passed the story, it's because he was too slow.
Dreamweaver: Have they never seen a cyberpunk movie before!?
Dreamweaver: But codes are supposed to be a secret! Everyone know that one!
Dreamweaver: I don't see why not!
Dreamweaver: They couldn't hear you over the pachinko machines.
Dreamweaver: Sugar rots the teeth!
Dreamweaver: You don't need citation for common knowledge. :P
Dreamweaver: I'm more peeved at the fact that they're usually less than a quarter of content.
Dreamweaver: I hope the burning's not from any STDs...
Dreamweaver: That's what I ask people when they try to teach me "karate."
Dreamweaver: G2A! You gots some 'plaining to do!
Dreamweaver: It actually wants the spaghetti itself. He's going to be surprised tommorow morning.
Dreamweaver: Whores are worth every penny though!
Dreamweaver: But he gives you a heads up on insane deals, so it evens out.
Dreamweaver: That's the third best kind of talking to yourself!
Dreamweaver: Guess he wasn't... using his HEAD :3
Dreamweaver: Every piece of wood is painful. EVERY PIECE.
Dreamweaver: Dammit, Jiraya! I just vaccumed my ceiling!
Dreamweaver: Dammit, I thought I escaped his clutches!
Dreamweaver: Folder? As in only ONE? I'm ashamed of you guys.
Dreamweaver: Laura can eat me anytime... except this Tuesday. I'm getting a mani-pedi that day.
Dreamweaver: Oh good, now I can sleep at night.
Dreamweaver: ...I don't know what happened, but I'm pretty sure there's supposed to be an "Oh SNAP!" somewhere.
Dreamweaver: Is that a threat, or a promise!?
Dreamweaver: Is that a bird, or a plane?
Dreamweaver: It's things like these that makes to hard to sleep at night.
Dreamweaver: That game would be what Chris Carter has been training for his whole life.
Dreamweaver: Let's all focus on the genitals. I hear that's a weak point for 69% of the population.
Dreamweaver: That handsome fellow makes a good point.
And I really dig his sense of humor!
Dreamweaver: Dammit, none of those links took me where I wanted to be!
NONE OF THEM.
Dreamweaver: It's a conspiracy!
Dreamweaver: HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO HIM THAT WAY!?
Well, that's it for this edition! Keep on keeping on, fellow Dtoiders, and I'll see you around whether it's the comment section or your bathroom closet.
By the way, you need to change your shower curtains. There may or may not be "residue" there.