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If you're into the '90s extreme aesthetic, I'd definitely recommend Comix Zone to get you neck-deep in it.

You play Sketch Turner, a comic artist who- along with his pet rat, Roadkill- gets sucked into his own comic by the comic's villain, Mortus, who wants to trap Sketch forever so he can exist in the real world or something.

It's a side-scroller beat 'em up where you move across the panels and pages of a comic book, punching and kicking mutants while the Sega sound chip blasts (occasionally grating but still awesome) grungy rock at you. If you're into '90s shit, there's nothing not to love

I used to mix it in with fried rice that'd been left sitting out for too long and turned really dry. Gives it some moisture and a vinegary edge, but probably not for everyone, since ketchup's trademark is stomping all over the subtle flavors of a dish.

When I was in elementary school, I'd dip my pizza crusts in ketchup at lunchtime. I still do that every now and then with Sriracha ketchup

Also, same elementary school lunch: on pizza days, they also used to give us a side of tricolor fusilli straight-up. Just plain pasta without even so much as a little olive oil. So, fuck it. It got blasted with 'chup.

As a bassist, I can at least say that was my experience. I learned pentatonic by paying attention to which notes I'd hear most often, and recognizing which pattern on the fretboard they usually showed up in when played in sequence.

That was pretty much all I needed to be able to jam semi-decently, and everything else just sort of progressed from there.

Not pictured: Doug's brother Jack

(I know it's painfully unoriginal, but I do what I want in this absurd world and I cannot be stopped)

Yikes!

Bro types like he just got whacked with a warm wiener, twice

Doctor wanted something to remember him by

This makes me want an Everett True beat 'em up that plays like Yakuza, and is set in 1900s America, but, for some reason, the voice acting is still in Japanese, and Kiryu's VA plays Everett.

Understood. Time to make a living by butchering my own kind and turning them into sausages.

Not a fan of the royal 'we', then, I take it?

I always wondered if Satan was actually defeated by this, or if he spent the whole ordeal just thinking, "Oh, whoa, he actually took the bait. Holy shit, he's actually doing it. This is hilarious. I can't believe it was this easy. Unreal."

Fuck. Now I can't remember what I'm so anxious about.