Chosen Undead, I am the Primordial Pickle, Dipseeker Garlic, close friend to the Munchies. I wish to sate your hunger for snacks.

Man in fluted armor is visibly upset by the realization that his exhibition of a button enabling a more novice approach to combat being lost

So this is what it has become ... the culmination of Disney aquiring Lucas Arts and the Star Wars franchise...

Vagrants revealing what they spawned from at a My Host Died Like A Bitch Anonymous meeting.

Lord Gwyn's Extreme New Londo Pool Party

Disgruntled PS3-owner heads out on his golfcart to find a town with nothing but PS3-games.

How Nito really looks under that exterior

NO ESTUS LEFT AND A RED PHANTOM GIANTDAD AT THE END OF THE CORRIDOR? YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO.

Pirate Smurf Captain Gargasmurf has had enough of your shit.

EVERYTHING IS POSSIBLE IN THE WORLD OF IMAGINATION

Awww look, fluffy big cats in the middle of a forest. What could possibly go wrong?

Firebomb Hollows having a blast throwing bottles of Dew. Chosen Undead is not amused.