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[Akigagak]

I think this one is for being "tasteless" rather than being bad for children.  Still odd though.

The english can't ban tasteless stuff, they'd have to ban the whole country

Oh snap, you just burned England.

But yeah, it's rather tasteless.

Shuddup, ye infidel.

Also, we sorta did, but we sent them to Australia. I don't know if that'll work on the game.

And yea, going to have to side with the nay-sayers, this is taking it bit far.

[rat_pack40]

I'm ignoring the whole debacle.

1)Offensive game is made that way for free publicity.
2)Parents and Politicians use it as another reason to allow Gov't control of digital media.
3)
4)NOBODY PROFITS IN THE LONG RUN.

[Maggarg - Eater of chicke]

I think this one is for being "tasteless" rather than being bad for children.  Still odd though.

The english can't ban tasteless stuff, they'd have to ban the whole country

I'd argue with you, but you're right.
WHAT HAS BECOME OF US D:

[Cthulhu]

Playing Angband, found a light wicker shield, put it on.

[2, -32] Cursed, aggravates monsters

FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUU

[JoshuaFH]

I don't play Angband, what do those numbers mean?

[MaximumZero]

I don't play Angband, what do those numbers mean?

Seconded. Also, why would you wear a wicker shield? That's like begging someone to throw a molotov cocktail at you and roast you alive.

[Cthulhu]

Improves my AC by 2.  Lowers my AC by 32.  Can't remove.  Monsters wake up around me and are abnormally aggressive.  In other words, I'm boned unless I can get this thing off.

[MaximumZero]

Welp, time to cut your arm off.

What?

[JoshuaFH]

The world hates my bushy moustache. Having my whiskers so long that they tickle my upper lip has been a staple for my facial hair for as long as I can remember. However, I'm frequently berated by others. They say that it's unkempt, unprofessional, that I look like a porn star, and the like.

Finally, I give in, and I trim my moustache to a fraction of it's former glory, and I only recently find that I'm lonely without it. Oh, how I've grown accustom to it's embrace. The sensation of the way it'd frequently get wet whenever I'd take a drink. I never thought I'd miss it.

Oh, how I'd subconsciously picked up the habit of adjusting it with my lower lip, a custom now obsolete. Yet, I now notice whenever my lip goes up, and is met with absolutely nothing at all, a deep shame rings through my soul. I never thought I'd have to reconcile such a fact.

My, I'd never forget how I'd unknowingly stroke my fingers over it, giving me, atleast in the imaginary sense, a veneer of humility and worldliness. I know learn, it's it's absence, that I was truly enveloped in it's hairy hubris. I have only now been truly humbled.

To think, that such a feat has been accomplished by what would seem, to any man, to be the most ordinary pair of scissors that any kitchen could ever offer. Woe is me, for I must bow my head, to this simple cutting device.

[Josephus]

At least you didn't murder it.

[Realmfighter]

Grow a JewFro to reconcile yourself.

[Rilder]

Ugh simplest fucking things are fucking me up for no fucking reason. (Depression kind of fucked up)

Be strong Rilder >.>

[Euld]

League of Legends made me sad again   Went up in Ranked play, went back down because teammates were paragons of newbness.  It's like the players in Ranked play are far more newbish than normal play.

[Rose]

The world hates my bushy moustache. Having my whiskers so long that they tickle my upper lip has been a staple for my facial hair for as long as I can remember. However, I'm frequently berated by others. They say that it's unkempt, unprofessional, that I look like a porn star, and the like.

Finally, I give in, and I trim my moustache to a fraction of it's former glory, and I only recently find that I'm lonely without it. Oh, how I've grown accustom to it's embrace. The sensation of the way it'd frequently get wet whenever I'd take a drink. I never thought I'd miss it.

Oh, how I'd subconsciously picked up the habit of adjusting it with my lower lip, a custom now obsolete. Yet, I now notice whenever my lip goes up, and is met with absolutely nothing at all, a deep shame rings through my soul. I never thought I'd have to reconcile such a fact.

My, I'd never forget how I'd unknowingly stroke my fingers over it, giving me, atleast in the imaginary sense, a veneer of humility and worldliness. I know learn, it's it's absence, that I was truly enveloped in it's hairy hubris. I have only now been truly humbled.

To think, that such a feat has been accomplished by what would seem, to any man, to be the most ordinary pair of scissors that any kitchen could ever offer. Woe is me, for I must bow my head, to this simple cutting device.

A sad story, one that I know well.

[Realmfighter]

That mustache was the mustache of champions.