The Bard

Jesus, you skinny bastard, I have trouble fitting into my 32". Those chocolate chips go straight on my ass.

Thank ye Flinksy, I fully expect a 2012 meat sexy after party to go down at my new abode.

Shit wouldn't be so egregious if, say, the fucker had some armour, amarite?

It's ok, I'm all sorts of nutty. But really though, even if there isn't a wealth of original content on the machine at launch (which to be fair, there actually is for a change), there would still be a hell of a lot of PSP original games that I missed out on which I'd be more than happy to download. Never played either of the God of War games on the console for example, which I'm really excited to check out. This console has got me pretty damn excited, and that's a strange feeling because it's been a long ass time.

I'm sure you could coax one of N-E's many deprived love monkeys into your den of wonders To give you an idea, the nearest tube stop is Black Horse Road, which is kinda why I can afford such a nice place

I know right! It's wicked, so spacious. Not in a great area, but I'm not averse to throwing down against punk bitches. The first port of call will be to toss out all that Ikea shit though I kiiiiiid thee. But seriously that shit needs to go.

Growing up in a repressive muslim environment, and subsequently deserting that barren, uninspiring ideology in my teenage years, Christopher Hitchens was an endless source of inspiration for me. It was like I had the smartest man in the world, in my corner, and I could take on anything;

Well, looks like Dad is finally getting shit moving with the flat he's getting me in London. Looks fucking nice too;

I used to, but then I ran out of money. It isn't going to make a palpable difference unless you run a commited schedule of working out strenuously five days a week, putting muscle groups into precisely demarcated rotations. Theoretically it helps straight after a workout, simply because the protein chains are already broken into their constituent amino acids, so it acts as a quick hit right when you're muscles are beginning to recover (and thus rebuild) without the wait time of your digestive tract having to break down long chain polypeptides. I've been getting back into cardio recently, simply for the absolutely ridiculous highs of emotion you get.

Cannot wait. This will be my £229.99 dedicated Wipeout machine.

Happy Birthday mon ami. Have a goodun

I think Serebii's impression of courtship, much like many of my friends', are caught up in the idea of a conquest, and the idea that any encounter with the opposite sex isn't valid and legitimate unless there's a sense of social challenge. Perhaps you're thinking that if a ladies affections aren't hard won they won't be gratifying, in which case you need to re-evaluate the reason why you're looking for women in the first place. Give it one shot, and I swear, the instant you hit it off with a lady you met on the internet you'll forget all these abstract ideas you have of it being a "cop out," if that is indeed what you think. I donno, I'm just theorising.

Rick Astley's is very similar to Robo's theme from Chrono Trigger. Man, that game has some impeccable music though.

Pretty fuckin disappointed by the lack of support this game has gotten from the N-E community gaiz. Was expecting a nightly multiplayer sesh like we had going with the original.

The only people this shit is gonna appeal to is the furry community.

I remember all my teenage years were spent trying to touch pink.

I always found it weird how boys got all the cool shit like superheroes, and girls got saddled with all that domesticity crap. You know, like tea sets and coffee trays and bullshit. Least the marketing companies could do is give em something that'll be useful in future. Y'know, like lingerie.

At the moment, nobody. I am on a rampant crusade for sexual gratification that is probably best left unhindered by any considerations beyond superficial sexual attraction. Although, Natalie Portman. She is my everything.

That said, it is still an id game, and bears some of the best hallmarks of that studio; the primary one being just the fact that the base level shooting is pretty great, aiming is fluid as hell, and everything I expect to hit, I do. The weapons are pretty interesting in the way that you have multiple ammunition types, although I haven't had the opportuning to test them so far, unfortunately, everything seems so fucking scripted that the possibility of enemy reaction being different depending on what I do just seems laughable. There is pretty much no "AI" to speak of in this game. Contrast that with Bulletstorm which I just finished, and wow, what a colossal difference. It is most definitely one of the best shooters I've played in recent memory, and has just a manic sense of fun about it. Love that ish.

Wow, Rage is such a colossal piece of shit. A threadbare shooting gallery basically built as window dressing for a fairly impressive technology demo. The lack of dynamic lighting makes it look even more lifeless than Borderlands though, and the lack of skill leveling removes even that basic compulsion to play through the thing. What a waste of £14.99.

I seriously need to stop going out with friends who are far better looking than me. Also, maybe it's the fact that I'm going out in the worst city in the world; Manchester.

AAAAAAND NOTHING TO GET HUNG UP ABOOT. STRAWBERRY FIELDS FOREVAH. STFU.....................

It's cool, I watch shit like this on porns all the time. What do you mean that's not "real"?

Well, I just got the news that the great man is dead. He helped me through my teenage years when I was struggling against my cultural heritage and religious upbringing. He made me laugh, think and had a style that I tried to emulate in my writing as well as in my speech. Tis a big loss.

Yeah but all that goes in the pan when she's got a smokin rack.