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If only I could be so grossly incandescent.
I’m now a Gwent gent, so get bent while I vent about the dent Gwent has put in my…..tent? Scent?…
No matter how cool you look, please get to the fucking payload. Please. And stop picking Hanzo for goodness sake…
I stroke my crystal ball for predictions, and then get my hands dirty examining a bloated corpse.
Ken, please hire me. I will do anything for you, just hit me up, slide into my DMs, I’m free…
The bomb has been planted.
As an armchair shrink, I often wonder what the hell they are up to next, and what the fuck they…
As an armchair physician and hypochondriac, I have diagnosed myself because there is something wrong with me, apparently.
There are no mistakes in games, just happy little accidents.
Spoilers: it doesn’t matter.
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