My first gym class I attended was coached by someone whose surname was (wait for it) Rape. Coach Rape. We were told to call him Coach R instead. It wasn’t until health class when we found out why we had to.
In a twist of fate, a science teacher (who was also a coach) was arrested and charged with possession of child pornography and soliciting sex with a teenager. He’s to be released from prison in a couple years.
Also the new principal went into hiding after it was discovered he was pawning school property, mostly televisions, for drug money.
A game where you have to eat to win sounds more out of Kirby’s playbook. Yoshi’s Story was not only impressive because it was easy for beginners and challenging enough for veterans, but because of it’s adorable as heck storybook graphics.
A deleted scene from Star Wars IV: A New Hope. Luke goes to Tosche Station and meets up with some friends, primarily Biggs Darklighter, his best friend. This is classic, I wish this scene had made it into the final cut, but thanks to the internet, I can still see it.
If nuclear war had ever broken out, this would have been the unluckiest hotdog stand ever.
I actually remember this during a class trip to DC. The Pentagon tour guide and officials remarked that the Soviets most likely believed the building itself was a protective fortress and the stand inside was the entrance to a top-secret bunker.
Some of you are reblogging because you think its funny that programmers would talk to ducks. I’m reblogging because I think its funny picturing a programmer explaining their code, realizing what they did when they explain the bad code, then grabbing the strangling the duck while yelling “WHY WAS THE FIX THAT SIMPLE!? AM I GOING BLIND!”
AS A PROGRAMMER I CAN TELL YOU THAT THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT YOU FUCKING DO WE HAD TO BAN THE DUCKS FROM MY CLASSES BECAUSE EVERYONE WOULD FLIP THE DUCK OR THROW IT AT A WALL OR SOMETHING WHEN THEY FIGURED OUT THE PROBLEM IN THEIR CODE
u know whats cool about Myst is nobody on tumblr can get batshit grudgemad about the player characters gender not matching their own highly-specific identity as a pansexual eunuch newt or whatever because everyone just calls you “My Friend”.
My Stranger has forever been a big dog. Yup. Seriously.
Suddenly I want to draw a big dog using a linking book.