You’re dad would have liked Killing Floor 1/2. They are very gory coop shooters where you kill mutant demon things.
The CEO would agree as he’s Christian which explains why sadly the soundtrack is made of lame Christian metal. But that’s OK, when I used to play it, would cut the game music off and blast albums like Behemoth’s “The Satanist”. It fits the game and completes the atmosphere.
It was because it showed Nazi symbols. This was applied for a long time for games sold in Germany and Austria and even accidentally for Switzerland (it sometimes gets convoluted in there because of the German-speaking part).
Post-WWII put propaganda/advertising to the next level. Social media turned that to 11.
He’s such a nice contrast to the average juiced-up American guntuber who needs to talk about US politics every 10 minutes.
Oh and for those thinking this is too much, some even throw in an egg into the cauldron once the melted cheese is gone.
Fat is the most calorie-dense food available. So that’s one big piece of butter mixed with sugar, some flour, aromas, and cacao fat.
Adamant is putting it lightly. The co-founder apparently told his CEO successor:
“If you raise the effing hot dog, I will kill you. Figure it out.”
Fondue, with a starter plate of cured meats and a desert of meringue covered in double cream.
Wait until he hears about the Adepta Sororitas…
Such a flexible universe too. Anything from magic & monsters, space battles to sci-fi WWI/II stories.
A stache so good, he probably could have walked straight into CIA headquarters and nobody would have stopped him for credentials.
It depends. From my understanding, it can vary from just attaching one’s name to calling the big shots.
“Spectre” came out the same year. Man from UNCLE was by far the superior spy flic.
And hopefully his “Barbie” is the Warhammer project he’s trying to get off the ground.
That has the potential to be so much fun if done properly.
Neo Nazis didn’t get The Dead Kennedys (a very left-leaning hardcore punk band). It motivated them to write a song titled “Nazi punks fuck off” (the lyrics just repeat the song’s title aggressively) in an attempt to pass the message into their thick, mostly empty skulls.
Both books written by Michael Crichton so very fitting.
Before he went full-on raging anti-climate change nut.
🎵Truck nuts flapping in the wind🎵
I love the look of the guy on the bottom left. That’s one hell of a “holy fucking shit!” face.
Or my colleagues trying to fill every possible slot in my daily schedule.
Sadly the lines don’t disappear when filled :-(.
The Aubrey/Maturín books are awesome. Too bad they only made a single movie from them (Master and commander) but what a movie it was!