Anonymous

Anonymous asked:

Do you Salty Bet?

Oh my god Salty Bet is the most addicting thing ever. I’ve skipped all my youtube subscriptions and animes that I usually watch during meals and instead, Leslie and I have done nothing but Salty Bet.

We’re not very good, though. It’s cold and dark in these salt mines.

That said, we missed the tournament tonight due to working on comics. Heard some shit went down and people are mad salty.

- Brad

Anonymous

Anonymous asked:

So what part of Louisiana does the story take place in?

Sucre Marron, a city that’s basically a mix of Baton Rouge and New Orleans.

- Brad

Anonymous

Anonymous asked:

So which team(s) do you root for?

The Deathskin Razors.

Seriously, though, we don’t really follow sports.

- Brad

Anonymous

Anonymous asked:

So which couple would you like to see the most in a rule 34 picture?

Your favorite.

- Brad

centipede-damascus

centipede-damascus asked:

SIE SIND DAS ESSEN NEIN WIR SIND DIE JAEGER??

Hey there, Wilson.

Haven’t seen you in five years.

- Brad

Anonymous

Anonymous asked:

Are you ready for some football?

I AM FOOTBALL

- Brad

morbidlyobscene

morbidlyobscene asked:

Just got Monster Hunter for my WiiU yesterday. Is there a way I can play online with someone or is it just in the room kinda thing?

Yeah, just go talk to the cat over by the big pirate ship. He’ll take you to the multiplayer port.

- Brad

TIME TO ANSWER SOME TUMBLR ASKS WHILE I COLOR

- Brad

K-On girls ain’t nuthing ta fuck wit

Fight witches, get stitches

My lil’ bustah can’t be this fly

Ash is our own greatest fanartist on today’s Blaster Nation!

Hey guys! After working all day and night with jobs and comic stuff, we’re still not quite finished with today’s comic page. It’ll be ready sometime within the next, say, 8 hours or so. Enough time for us to get some sleep and finish it in the morning. Thank you guys for being patient!

- Brad

kevfucomicstuff:

shrap-null:
copesetic:
fiztheancient:
catbountry:
schrodingersvet:
motorizedmycologist:
ain’t gonna let it get to me, I’m just gon’ creep
down in Pumpkin Hill I got to find my lost piece
I know that it’s here, I sense it in my feet
the Great Emeralds’ power allows me to feel
ASS TITTIES
ASS N TITTIES
ASS ASS TITTIES TITTIES
ASS N TITTIES
I WANT YOUR SKULL
I NEED YOUR SKULL
I’m black y’all, and I’m black y’all,
And I’m blackety black and I’m black y’all
And I’m black y’all, and I’m black y’all,
And I’m blackety black and I’m black y’all
Look at that booty, show me the booty
Give me the booty, I want the the booty
Back up the booty, I need the booty
I like the booty, oh what a booty
I’m a project ghost, I’m a hood apparition
Murder on my mind; money is my mission
Dro I been smokin’, Grams I been sniffin’
All black attire with the lean that I’m sippin’
I’m a boss, I’mma put you in the cemetary
Picture of my middle finger next to your obituary
Illegal operations, my guns is military
Need no ground business, my constituents is visionary
Never disrespect me unless you wanna die
I could roll to yo hood in a short drive
Blow yo motherfuckin’ dome with a .45
Snatch yo bitch at the club, leave you mortified
Playa that’s whats up
Playa pass that cup
This purple lean has got yo’ boy feelin’ so fucked up
Oh, you touch my tralala
Mmm, my ding ding dong
La lalala lalala…
Oh, you touch my tralala
La lalala lalala…
Mmm, my ding ding dong
La lalala lalala…
Deep in the night
I’m looking for some fun
Deep in the night
I’m looking for some love
De-de-de-deep in the night
I’m looking for some fun
Deep in the night
I’m looking for some…
You tease me
Oh, please me
I want you to be my love toy
Come near me, don’t fear me
I just can’t get enough of you, Boy
Oh, you touch my tralala
La lalala lalala…
Mmm, my ding ding dong
La lalala lalala…
Oh, you touch my tralala
La lalala lalala…
Mmm, my ding ding dong (my ding ding dong)
La lalala lalala…
Deep in the night
I’m looking for some fun
Deep in the night
I’m looking for some love
You tease me
Oh, please me
I want you to be my love toy
Come near me, don’t fear me
I just can’t get enough of you, Boy
Oh, you touch my tralala
La lalala lalala…
Mmm, my ding ding dong
La lalala lalala…
Oh, you touch my tralala
La lalala lalala…
Mmm, my ding ding dong
La lalala lalala…
(My ding ding dong)
Mmm, my ding ding dong
La lalala lalala…
Mmm, my ding ding dong
La lalala lalala…
Oh, you touch my tralala
La lalala lalala…
Mmm, my ding ding dong
La lalala lalala…
Oh, you touch my tralala
La lalala lalala…
Mmm, my ding ding dong (my ding ding dong)
La lalala lalala…
Oh, you touch my tralala
La lalala lalala…
Mmm, my ding ding dong
La lalala lalala…
Oh, you touch my tralala
La lalala lalala…
Oh, you touch my tralala
Mmm, my ding ding dong

I’M AT THE PIZZA HUT

I’M AT THE TACO BELL

I’M AT THE COMBINATION PIZZA HUT AND TACO BELL

Hotline Miami 2: Wrong Number hands-on | PC Gamer

Finishing up the tutorial, I’m certain that I’m playing more of the game I like – no – love. I’ve wiped the place of guys, watched them crawl around hopelessly in their own guts. I get to the final room. There’s a girl that it seems germane to hit like the other dudes. ‘FINISH HER’, the game says: I feel conflicted but it’ll be over soon.

I seriously can’t believe this was something written and published as “game journalism”. That paragraph. Right there.

“YEAH I LOVE DISEMBOWELING ALL THESE DUDES AND WATCHING THEM BLEED TO DEATH ON THE FLOOR HAHA GOOD TIMES, whoa hold on, i ain’t straddling that woman for a couple of seconds, what do you think I am, some sort of psycho?”

- Brad

Leslie

- Brad

Want to make the most out of your friendship? Read today’s Blaster Nation together!

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