Salka

What's that Mom? You can't cook to save your life and that Elderberry Cordial you tried to make sucks?!? We already knew that.

Stop stealing stuff from the COT. And that's not what that means. I hate you, Christian Coconut!!! Did you get my e-mail? It says how much I HATE you!!! Yeeaaaaaaah!!!! Anyway. I don't quite understand. You mean that all games are eventually gonna be one genre? Or ... ?

God, no, Trep. He looks like my old boss at the Dolmen. He used to yell and the other waitresses the whole time, for no reason, and he reduced all of us to tears in front of customers at least maybe fifty kazillion times. And when I was 15 and studying for exams, he used to make me world 12 hour days on Saturday and Sunday, and 6 hours on a Friday. When I had school 5 days a week. ASERghaerYHKH!!! I hated that guy!!! And he looks like Ancel!!! Back on topic; I was only thinking about new genres the other day. I mean, what else could there possibly be? What if you took one thing from every genre that made it excellent... the story of an Adventure Game, the action of an FPS, the large penis of RPG's... and combine it all into one supergame? It could be called the Supergenre! Then I woke up.

With that kind of attitude, I'll kick his ass for her.

...Deadworm, that is my Mom. When she reads the forums later, she will be confused and hurt that you do not believe she exists. Like god cries when people do that to him, only my Mom a) is real does not live on a cloud per se c) is not God (yet) I am sorry that your mother is too uncool to know how to use a mouse, except perhaps in a sexual way or whatever. I don't know. Wait. Hang on. I don't wanna be talking about sexual stuff when my Mom might be wandering around later. Phew! Glad I remembered. That was a close call!

Deadworm, I loved you. But you hate my Mom. What has my Mom ever done to you? Why do you hate her so? Why are you so impolite to my Mom?

Kind of like if I look at a picture of a Clown for about two hours before I sleep, I will probably think of the clown and be too afraid to sleep on account of the image of the clown in my head, and that I would probably dream of it if I closed my eyes.

Curiouser and curiouser. Nick, is the Strongbow City you speak of Waterford? Because like, everybody knows that's where Strongbow... got married. Like, everybody. I knew that, even before Mom told me just now, for instance. If you are from Waterford we could meet up and have coffee even though I know absolutely nothing about you. It's always nice to meet another Irish person that can... you know... read and write.

I just find anything that has potatoes in it to be particularly terrifying, like clowns. Jesus Christ, that would be horrible, wouldn't it? A game about a clown juggling potatoes. And the clown is called Bob.

Gosh, that's not a video game, Kingz... that's Ireland. Except instead of black and white, it's green. With a lot more potatoes.

Well, that was disappointingly anti climatic...

Are you kidding?! Just because he wanted it to be boring, doesn't mean that it's going to be any better or worse than watching another boring movie!!! It wasn't even the boredom that got me, it was the lack of characterization or any character that I could empathise with. Which of course, was part of the aim of the movie, too. But again, that doesn't mean that it wasn't there. Jeez. If I wanted to sit down and waste a couple hours of my life watching a boring, slow, characterless movie, I'd rent out The Cube.

What Marek Said.

Ah, Demos. If I had broadband, which according to Eircom I shall, in 2007... I would download the demo of every single game under the sun. And I would probably end up buying a lot more games, too. As it is, that's impossible with Dial Up. I could get a lot of demos from Game Magazines, but I don't value their opinion so I would only be getting the magazine for a particular demo that might be on it. And most of the game magazines in Ireland are in the price range of E12 - E15 a shot. Not joking. So I have lived without demos for a very, very long time.

I have this joke to tell you all, but I'll wait for the right moment.

You may have a box of noodles, But I AM CARRYING THE SON OF GOD. Yours truly, Yufster

Like, Wtf? He's like some kind of pornographic butterfly ink blob!!! Damn!

Oh, I get it. Kind of like how cows, and crap, and potatoes come in to all of my conversations. It makes a lot of sense now.

Yeah. I just got it. I still don't understand the pigeon porn though.

Why the obstacle course? Didn't an obstacle course and Chris come into another conversation, too? Or, like Pigeon Porn, am I never going to find out what you're talking about?

Trep, you have to tell me about this pigeon porn some time. Like, for instance, why?

Hey, I am only 10. Cut me a damn break! If my Mom hears me talking to people about stuff like that, she'll slap me from here to tomorrow. My ears would cause global warming.

What do butterflys have to do with Michael Jackson?

Funk off!! Stop whining!

I'm not sure you have the sort of funk you need to funk me. But who knows? I could be wrong for all I funking know. I should post that PA comic again.