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Spoiler alert: The planet chief landed on was Earth. How else could I have gotten his autograph at the release of Halo 3? That WAS MC, right? RIGHT!?!?

All Halo fans know that the planet gets pwned at the end, but I've never read any of the books so I have to ask: Are ALL of the Spartans besides Chief confirmed dead at the end of Halo 3? Or are there others out there?

I like the engie hype. Was able to get Cry Some Moore in one game.

The new Futurama was incredible...

I don't have any problem with the Twilight series itself, I just hate the fans.

I never buy games at full price. This time I will. While the Halo 3/ODST tag team has my current vote for not only best game in the series, but one of the best of all time, it will CERTAINLY be blown away by this.

Am I the only one who REALLY didn't care for CE? The levels were bland, the multiplayer was bland, killing enemies wasn't really satisfying. Imo, the best of the trilogy was Halo 3, especially if you consider ODST an expansion. Though I have to admit, I lol'd hard in Halo 2 when I went up to Regret's hoverchair thing and realized there was a hijack option :thumbsup:

Step 1: Post funny image. Step 2: Go on MS Paint or Paint.net. Step 3: Make image creepy. Step 4: Post here. Step 5: ??? Step 6: PROFIT!

Where's you find that spellbook?

That's not a very helpful answer. Wtf kind of witchcraft is this?

THIS [bleep]ING THING. It's a JPEG, and the fact that its not a GIF scares me. Srsly, how can a JPEG move?

That's a JPEG? Wtf?

Happened again, I keep coming up with more and there's always that ONE MORE CHAPTER lol. The shed was empty. Ken climbed up onto the floor and reached for the handle. He hesitated for a moment, then slowly opened it. For a few seconds, he was blinded by the light. Despite this, it wasn't very bright out. Thick, dark clouds hung in the sky. Ken noticed that his backyard was clear of the undead, and moved out of the shed. He surveyed the area. It was quiet. A robin sat in the wilting tree on the far side of the yard. Ken glanced at it, and thought nothing more of it. Until it spread its bent wings and glided towards him. It clawed at his eyes, and he felt a trickled of blood running down his lip. Finally, he seized the bird by its head and slammed it repeatedly into the wall of the shed. He shook his head in disbelief. "Birds? The [bleep]ing BIRDS too?" he said under his breath. He raised his handgun and walked slowly toward the house. A swishing sound caught his attention. He turned to face the pool. Its water was brown from months on neglect. The water rippled, and Ken could make out the vague outline of something sloshing about at the bottom. Not wanting to make any noise just yet, he set down the gun and picked up the net he'd used to scoop bugs out in the summer. The detached the net, and turned the metal rod to face the pool. The top half of a decayed head broke the surface. Its hair was coming away in places, and its flesh was brown and pockmarked. Rotted muscle was exposed at the cheeks. Its eye sockets sat vacant. Ken instantly thrust the pole throught the monster's forehead, and it sank back to the bottom, the pole still lodged in placed. He picked the gun back up and started again toward the house. This time the movement came from the behind the sliding glass door. Bradley, Ken's German Shepherd, brushed his face against the glass. One eye was gone, and his fur was matted and bloodied. His belly was swollen, and had burst on one side. His entrails dangled from the wound, and dragged on the tile floor behind him. "Damn", Ken thought, "I had forgotten all about Bradley! Poor guy probably starved to death." Bradley rammed the glass with whatever muscle was left in him. When he finally crashed through, Ken raised his gun and dispatched the beast with a single shot the the head. He proceded into the house. After a brief search, he found that the house was clear, and he looked out of the window to the front yard. A crowd of undead had gathered, and were heading towards the house. Ken recognized James, who pulled something from the now decayed hole in his chest, studied it for a moment, then popped it in his mouse. There were dozens of them, and Ken had 14 bullets left. He was ready to go down fighting. *** I'll finish it later.

You're all going to think I'm 5 years old, but I really like that Phineas and Ferb show on Disney Channel. It's the only kids show that I find genuinely funny, and I love how self aware it is.

Today I build a doomsday device and destroyed an ant colony.

I hate people with unoriginal names. I've run into multiple DeathHawk1337's this week.

From this post alone I can tell you're a douche. From that post alone I can tell you're a nerdy LOTR robot fanatic with a strange obsession for furring with small rustic animals. That's me alright :grin:

A. I'm 15. I'm not trying to be tough, I'm trying to convey the message. As for calling me a young lady, well... can't argue there. Anyway, I think he's a douche because... seriously, just READ THE QUOTE. He said "Goody goody two shoes who insist on you doing the "fair" thing. Like, stfu." If you're not doing the fair thing whenever you can, you're a douche. Now that's not to say I expect every single person to be Mother Teresa, you don't have to invite the Charlie Manson to your Sweet 16. What I don't want to see is the guy that blasts loud music at 1AM for the sole purpose of annoying people. Edit: Grargh, arguing on the internet is useless. Instead, I'll continue doing what you seem to think I'm doing. Pic is me.

Was this a good investment? Just bough a Sega Genesis, an NES, a SNES, and a bunch of games for each for $40. It's my cousin so I gave him a little more than I thought it was worth, but I really have no idea.

It's mostly there so that kids won't live in constant terror.

From this post alone I can tell you're a douche. Well it depends, especially for you. If you wanted to beat some guy up with a baseball bat, someone might say not to do it and "do the right thing" Well, depends on the individual view on the right thing. Like, I wouldn't steal someone's wallet because I need money for the bus, but I would gladly take them out if they try anything against me or my friends. Some would argue that nobody should be killed ever. (see also: hippies) jk

From this post alone I can tell you're a douche.

It was a pretty amazing thread, it somehow managed to last for quite a while.

People that say "Hail Hitler." It's heil, idiot. HEIL! Then again, if they're saying it at all, then there's probably more to worry about.

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