“I am inventing electricity…and you look like an ASSHOLE.”
“I am inventing electricity…and you look like an ASSHOLE.”
I instinctively read that in Homestar Runner’s voice.
glances into mirror
Oh.
Right.
…Shit.
Boomhauer, for once in my life, I have no idea what you’re talkin’ about.
pops another beer
Crypto-whatsit? Is that something from one of Bobby’s vid’ya games?
It’s a new form of money, Hank. VIRTUAL MONEY.
Well, excuse me, Dale, but here where I live, in the REAL WORLD, we already have a perfectly fine money. It’s called AMERICAN DOLLARS and it works just fine, I tell ya h’wat.
You say that now, Hank, but wait until the cyber-swarm-uprising of 2034 comes and replaces your precious “real world” with a virtualsphere so indiscernible from what you think you know as real! Wake up and see what’s coming on the horizon!
Can you see me kicking your ass on the horizon?
Good ol’ Fink Manufacturing…
I always had a fondness for the Gumby: Robot Rumpus short.
Classic KITH.
“I have a chainsaw you can borrow.”
winces “Ooooh…I’m an AXE murderer.”
Fiend! The purse you clutch is my own! I know you not!
This. This is the one.
(Long live Ace Rimmer.)
The worst is not knowing if you’ll be able to collect the chest after the cutscene, or if the game will auto-teleport you to a boss fight or different area and cut you off from the treasure permanently.
My first thought. Definite Poolrooms energy.