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And welcome back to Comments of the Week, which is THE community showcase of the whole entire site. Why? Because this is where your host, Dreamweaver — I hear that guy’s totally awesome — have compiled the funniest, silliest, and creepiest comments that you guys have said. That’s right, I hear everything! So whether or not you’ve been away and couldn’t play, or you simply want to remember all of the kooky things that went down when you were here, then this is for you. As always, you can check out these comments in three flavors:
TRUTH: falling in love has similar effects on the brain as doing cocaine.
LOL: except without feeling like trash the next morning!
WUT?: well, unless you went bareback.
If you haven’t checked out last week’s edition, probably because you didn’t even know it existed, then head on over to this link in order to check it out! I plan to eventually get back to the regular regimen sooner or later, but until then, just go with the flow!
Dreamweaver: Except that guy over there. What a jerk.
Dreamweaver: He dodged my tomato. Doesn’t he know how expensive they are!?
Dreamweaver: Could be worse. Could’ve already been on the disc and we had to pay for it.
Dreamweaver: I dunno, sounds like he’s kinda biased to me.
Dreamweaver: He’s probably the reason why PlayStation Sales exists in the first place.
Dreamweaver: Your subconscious is showing!
Dreamweaver: KOALAS!? You might as well make the game unwinnable at that point.
Dreamweaver: I mean, logicially, logically, right guys?
Dreamweaver: Or sex with me, from what all the women say.
Dreamweaver: I like that it’s in the middle, so when people say the book is completely blank, you can tell them to git gud at reading.
Dreamweaver: …I hate all of you.
Dreamweaver: At least they’re the reason humanity will survive the zombie apocalypse.
Dreamweaver: No one can voice Silent Bob as well as he can.
Dreamweaver: I’ll have to remember that the next time something aquatic freaks me out.
Dreamweaver: I knew this cock worked in advertising!
Dreamweaver: It’s like a dyslexic kid with a race car bed.
Dreamweaver: It’s like a dyslexic kid trying to write poetry.
Dreamweaver: Just say “boys have a penis, and girls have a vagina.”
Dreamweaver: Think carefully about which version you purchase.
Dreamweaver: Oh boy, I want to be cut next!
Dreamweaver: Ah, something aquatic that freaks me out! It’s like if Harley Quinn had a baby with an ugly octopus!
Dreamweaver: I guess he was telling the truth.
Dreamweaver: Throw your hands in the air if youse a true playa.
Alternatively: you can get “low sum” on “monstrous” Snorlax for $460.
Dreamweaver: *cocks old-timey flint pistol* You’d best answer the question.
Dreamweaver: …Is he going to finish the story? Because I’m personally invested in the part with the fruit salad (yummy yummy yummy).
Dreamweaver: I wish I didn’t.
Dreamweaver: Can I play with you like that?
Dreamweaver: I… think this is funny?
Dreamweaver: Wait, if the console suplexes me into an explosion, does that fall under insurance or warranty?
Dreamweaver: But your friend’s uncle’s second cousin twice removed half-sister’s dad is such a dick.
And that’s this for this edition, folks! I hope you had a good time, and I hope my groupies will meet me in my dressing about 16 minutes. You know who you are.