Share this article: Digg.comFacebookGoogle BookmarksN4GGamerblipsdel.icio.usRedditSlashdot.orgStumbleUpon I'll follow you if you follow me :p You have enough trouble keeping this site up to date nevermind telling us rubbish like having to go into work because it didnt snow enough as well.
Really dont understand that twitter site at all. Dull as ****. I think the chap that wrote the Killzone 2 review is in for some ****ting on twitter. :lol: Tweet Or you may have a life of interest.......
It is ironic that the people that have the most interesting lives are those that do not have the time or indeed the inclination to go on facebook to keep people updated. What a useless waste of time, if I wanted to know what people I used to know were now doing I would have kept in touch with them in the first place!
Also I don't trust facebook as far as I could throw a fat man. The people at the top are part of some sort of communist cult thingy and the Terms and conditions state that they own any information you post including pictures etc. Which means that they can use your info and pics however the hell they want to (ie sell them, publish them in any form they like etc). what is this? another revenue maker?
we already have ads swooping in from all angles.
your site cant cope at the best of times. 4-6 o'clock it basically freezes up!!! :lol: Some people make up some really pointless crap. Who gives a monkeys whether someone is going for a piss or making themselves a mars bar and cadbury's creme egg pizza baguette? :) By the number of followers i'm assuming Mike J does the least work during an average day :lol: Hard work being a games journo. Playing games all day, telling people what you think of them, having to jet off to conventions all around the world.
Absolute torture. I'm glad they turned me down when I applied :p Twitter?
Get lost mate. If I wanted to hear other peoples' opinions, I will go to the pub.
It's worse than those teenagers trying to get famous on Youtube by documenting their pathetic everyday lives. I'd like to punch some of those gimps right in their smirking/ smug little faces.
Scuse me, while I kill the sky |