Ever get sick of those sites that require you to register with an email address before downloading the trial software that you intend to pirate? Well, here's the solution; a quick fake email address you can check once (to 'verify') then forget. Brilliant.
This is bizarre. So Wolverine goes 50 years into the future and fights the Hulk's inbred, mutant children and meets up with Spider-Man's granddaughter, Spider-Bitch. No, seriously. That DARKER and EDGIER shit was old when Miller did it for DKR, guys...
Here's an interesting thought. Why is paying someone to draw you porn okay but paying someone to engage in erotic roleplay with you prostitution? Or is it? And why is it only furries who seem to get themselves into these situations?
I think the author's got a bit of a point here; I definitely waste time on the internet that in a previous life I used to spend reading. But then again, I used to read a lot more crappy books than I currently do, so maybe it balances out.
There's a good point here; I'd rather gouge my own eye out than sit down to write a 2,000 word essay (or CV, nowadays) because I 'have' to, but I will happily wile away hours producing thousands of words of fic. Why is that?
In the last ten years the internet has gone from an obscure refuge for nerds to a basic utility fundamental to the continuation of Western civilisation. Don't believe me? Then you probably don't actually realise how much stuff relies on it...
The US patent system is retarded. There; I said it. Oh, and your civil courts aren't much better. It wouldn't be so bad except the irlwank has a habit of oozing out to other countries. Like mine. GTFO.
What was it Jen wrote once? Either the Japanese have the most keenly developed sense of irony in the world or none at all. Also: Maybe it's just me and my childhood Beetlejuice obsession, but high heeled shoes on men = win!