Well then! Nary three days have passed since our own Rendar was lavishing rope all over the bust and buns of Ready Player One when this news comes out. The author of the aforementioned jam is currently the hotness around The Town, and he has been afforded a ridiculous advance for his next endeavor. At, to be paid for writing. The concept, the concept alone.

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The drums of war go boom-boom or something, heralding the approach of the next GTA. These drums bring with them promotional leaks and posters for those who are interested. I assume you are interested.

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I love me some Sam Humphries. I love me some Ultimately Ultimate Ultimate Squad. I don’t know if I’m going to love them pitching Captain America as president to be, but I’m willing to give it a try. For Sammy. And his gorgeous afro. Plus his writing skills, there are always those. And the idea that the Ultimate universe plays for keeps, nephew! For keeps! I’m just rambling now.

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Didn’t see this coming.

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This is a bit late, but we swagger during the weekends here at OL. Japanese scientists have  synthesized  steak out of shit. Yeah, shit. Not

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PETA’s making waves with their banned Super Bowl advertisement. It’s a bunch of chicks like, licking eggplants and getting sexy with cucumbers and lettuce and shit. Normally, I’m a retarded horn dog. I’ll cop to that. For some reason though, PETA fucking annoys me. They can be all about loving animals and not wanting me to eat my fucking KFC QUASI-MEAT, right? Cause that’s terrible. But they have no problem objectifying women in this commercial.

Just chicks, licking and rubbing and acting sensually with vegetables. It’s absurd, and hilarious, and stupid. I’m generally of the mindset that everyone is always objectifying everything. It’s just how it goes. There’s probably a huge philosophical explanation I could put behind this, but I’m too lazy. Just read some Althusser and he’ll explain it better than me. I just find it amusing that an organization that dedicates so much time to protecting animals doesn’t mind using tired and what some would call exploitative cultural tropes to do so.

Check out the video after the break.

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I came across this sign today, taking a drive. It stunned me so much that I had to fucking pull over and take a picture of it. I can’t think of anything that would make this sign a good idea. I mean, well, I have two ideas. Either they were listening to Bono’s command to perform cunnilingus, or they were like “Fuck it, let’s just come out and be honest about it. Little boys, supplicating positions!”

Not exactly a brilliant slogan, but god damn if it didn’t make my morning.

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Found this over at Kotaku thanks to a friend. This was a a status that was legitimately considered for Fallout 2. Amazing.

Via Kotaku

Yeah … we can see why that was cut from the game and replaced instead with the “Hated” reputation icon. Just in case it’s not clear to you that Vault Boy’s kicking mom in the womb, that gown helpfully indicates baby’s on board. I don’t think you’ll go to hell for laughing at this – but you will if you imagine it accompanied by a Looney Tunes kettle drum sound, like I did.

“Childkiller” was not a frivolous or even a desirable thing in Fallout 2. You got the status if you killed a kid, even accidentally, and for some characters it wasn’t obvious the game considered them children. Even without offensive art this capability was too controversial for consoles, so in Fallout 3 you couldn’t even attack a child character.

Sometimes even I am amazed by something’s offensive qualities. Well done.