Please stop with the weird-ass grenade control scheme. There is no other game I can think of that actually allows me to HOLD A LIVE FUCKING GRENADE LONG ENOUGH TO BLOW MYSELF UP. This is just fucking stupid. I aim, I press the trigger, a thing goes red, and I die. The fuck?
While the latest Skittles commercials awesomely combine candy with pathos in a way that probably appeals to everyone on my friends list, let us reflect on this gem from last year:
I know a lot of you gave up way before season 6. This Friday Night Dinner, however, is NOT to be missed. I watched it, like, three times. So good. SO GOOD.