by Christopher Lynk | July 31, 2005 | Darkhive |
Dumbledore dies. hahahahahahahahaha…. lynk…it’s for reasons like this that you are my husband arrrrgh! love, your faithful pirate-like wife ~Kath by Christopher Lynk | July 30, 2005 | Darkhive |
I spoke about this recently a few entries back. There is a big controversy involving Rockstar Games’ title, “Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas.” For those of you who haven’t heard about this, you are living in a dark box, and don’t deserve... by Christopher Lynk | July 28, 2005 | Darkhive |
Indeed, my friends, it is true. My extraordinarily soft hair is no longer as long as it was for so long. Ever since that little incident where I let Steve shave a horseshoe in my head, I remained a large distance from barbershops. Alas, I don’t need a... by Christopher Lynk | July 23, 2005 | Darkhive |
http://www.wired.com/news/games/0,2101,68284,00.html?tw=rss.TOP As you all know, some computer savy modders made a patch for the latest Grand Theft Auto game, allowing players to unlock a mini-game that was not accessible otherwise. Basically, this mini-game contained... by Christopher Lynk | July 19, 2005 | Darkhive |
Thanks to a couple of slacking, irresponsible parents from South Korea, I can no longer joke about selling my children for the sake of video games. You know what? Thanks a lot Korea! You ruin everything! You are almost as bad as Greece! Yeah, shut up Greece! You and... by Christopher Lynk | July 11, 2005 | Darkhive |
I began fleshing out an article a few days ago about how much I loathe Jesse McCartney, John Mayer, and Josh Groban. Erroneously, I decided not to rant about such problems with today’s society at that given moment. Trust me, my strong execration towards such bleak and... by Christopher Lynk | July 4, 2005 | Darkhive |
Everyone takes this very day for granted. If it weren’t for historical events happening years ago on this very day, life, as we know it, would be non-existent. July 4th is not about fireworks and hotdogs and playing volleyball. Today is a day to celebrate our... 