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After you've read the review of the Worst RPG Ever Made, treat yourself to the developers rebuttal:

http://forever_fatal.tripod.com/review.htm

Reel in horror as he attempts to impress you with his big words! Shake your head in frustration as he responds to valid arguments with "I guess you're just too dumb to get it" and ignores everything else! Mock him as he brags about his unseen supermodel wife! Laugh as he refutes claims that his game is a date-rape simulator with "There isn't any dating in this game"!
 
"Captain America Defends His Horrible Choice Of Wallpaper"
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Captain America vol. 1 #299

When Captain America decorates his room with yellow wallpaper spotted with crude caricatures of disembodied heads, the Avengers respond with revulsion. Who will win this battle of the wills?


Key Moment


Iron Man: I'm just saying, have some consideration for the people you live with.
Captain America: This is my room! You guys got on my case when I had the fire sprinkler installed and now you're bugging me about this. Get off my case already!
Hawkeye: That was just a lawn sprinkler! And you left it on nonstop for a week!
Captain America: And as I recall, the house didn't burn down that week. Not even once.

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My favorite probably.
 
"Our bees will block out the sun!"

"Than we shall hug in the shade."

That video is a gift from God. :up:
 
Mmmm, rated G Frank Miller. :mindblown:
 
It was all over the news. They, of the Washington Theys, couldn't hush up something this big. Air Force One brought down. The President and most of the crew, missing. Foreign nationals suspected. Oriental, most likely. Highly trained, highly armed, highly motivated. They would have to be.

Now they were holed up in the bombed-out ruins of some Ethiopian hellhole. Skyscrapers fortified. A million different places to stash the Prez and his entourage. I didn't really care. I didn't vote for him. But my girlfriend, Sheila, was one of his aides. That made it personal.

The Feds would be scrambling around like headless chickens, more concerned with covering their own asses than in recovering the Commander in Chief. A head-on assault would be doomed to failure. The city was too well guarded. And negotiation was right out. Even if the US did negotiate with terrorists, they would never give up the President.

No, it would have to be me. I hadn't regretted leaving the Army. There wasn't much work for a Special Forces operative during peacetime, and besides, the World Kickboxing Championship had been good to me. But as the man said, every time I thought I was out...

I checked my list. Sunglasses. Paperback for the flight. Gloves. Rope. Combat knife. Sig Sauer P226. Remington 870 for close encounters. Brass knuckles. Flak jacket. And my mitts.

I stopped at the door. The journey of a thousand miles began with a single step. But before I took this step, I would have to ask myself one question. I would have to search my soul for the answer to the question that all men, once in their life, must ask themselves:

Was I a bad enough dude to rescue the President?
 
I'm...not sure if you're doing a Frank Miller parody, or you accidentally posted something in the wrong thread, but either way, I have to hear more. :wow:
 
I was bored, so I made this little masterpiece:


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Then I figured that it needed a sequel:


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I'm going to do that every time I'm in a line, now.
 
The lyrics to "Double Team" work great as well, though you may end up on the business end of a slap or two.
 
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