In this episode Polkaroo takes off into space with naught but 2 dixie cups strapped to his back, and some mechano glued to the top of a shoe box. I never thought I would say this, but thank goodness for low budget CG. I had been blaming most of my issues on my parents until I saw this clip. It was a big breakthrough for me personally to rediscover what we had to endure as children of the 80’s.

Heck, it’s still better than the new Star Wars.

It’s true, and he walks among us. The boy with no bones could be outside your home right now calling down the maelstrom of dance fury with his unending motion. 

I would love to get a video history of him doing a similar dance over the next 40 years. I’d watch closely to see exactly when the hip arthritis would kick in… I’m guessing early 30 by the way this kid moves, which I might add reminds me of those little blobs of ghost-buster slime from back in the day.

Dance on liquid robot dude. 

Well, in an age of high expectations and abysmal failures Wolverine shines as a mediocre way to burn a Saturday. We’ve all seen and done it before, but this time we get to do it as WOLVERINE! The self acclaimed marketing whore of a mutant bad-ass. This game is fun, the boss fights look great, and the visuals are a solid 4 out of 5 cans. However the redundant questing, repetitive battles, and pointless level system are a wash rinse and repeat suffered by oh so many predecessors. I consider myself a fan-boy, alas not a teen fan-boy any longer. For that reason this game is a renter due to ‘medium amounts of fun’.

That, and I could buy at least 3 Wolverine themed T-shirts for the same amount of money.

3 out of 5 cans - Rent for 3 solid hours of entertainment, buy if you are an absolute Hugh Jackman fan.

Well, this guy is no doubt faster, stronger, and more agile than me. If we where back in prehistoric times I’d be the dumb cave dweller swinging my stump at this trained Persian assassin. I’d probably get one swing in, see something shiny, and then die.

Either way, it looks like skipping school and having no social life finally paid off for Damien. Way to go man! He can’t spell his name, but he’ll be scratching his mark into many a photo op at the upcoming You Tube awards. Which are next week. Right? What do you mean there’s no You Tube awards? Sigh. I guess I spent $400 bucks on 100 liters of mayonnaise for nothing… Or did I?

Genie in a Bottle has never sounded so good. And the combination of this video and the music is ever so sweet. It’s like strawberry shortcake smothered with thumb tacks.

To make a long story short, for those of you - much like myself- who have a gag reflex tuned to Pop music this is a subtle cover of the original that is sure to pull the heart strings. So get a mug of cocoa, a willing lap dog and the family together for this one. Enjoy!

Well, firstly this is great. Secondly, the skinny little dude who seems to star in this has a total punch-me face. To completely judge him without knowing him: He seems like the type to realize he’s popular and act like a dick. Little does he know, he’s only Internet popular, which is like being popular in high school for fitting the most gummy bears in your mouth. I could fit 63. It’s something you get known for, but doesn’t get you invited to prom - in which case you soak the gummy bears in vodka and try to beat your record.

For all of you who don’t read, watch, or get any news outside of Game chatter and what your friends tell you (all lies), this is one way of getting your dosage. Albeit the Angry Gorilla seems to be a little Left of Center in his political affiliation.

Don Hertzfeldt, perhaps the angriest most misunderstood artist of our time. Some say he’s twisted, other say a comic of the highest regard. And myself; I say he has a healthy level of addiction to some medical grade gear.

Keep on drawing you crazy bastard. Draw for all of us who can’t peice together thousands of stop animation stick figures. For all of us who feel the same way about commercialism. And especially for all of us who never had the balls to publish a cartoon of a baby falling down infinite stairs. And when they do find you Don, I hope you go down in a blaze of monochromatic glory. Long live the desposed!