[Bombadil]

http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost...3&postcount=15

[MThanded]

This thread was pretty good

no56k Christmas Wallpaper -> http://neogaf.com/forum/showthread.php?t=344121

[Eschaton]

I hate to burst your bubble but this image is overflowing with logical fallacies. Case in point: these ruins were supposedly installed during Spanish colonisation of the island, meaning they are at least 400 year old. Now take a look at this environments vegetation - In temperate deciduous forests a thick bark helps to limit moisture evaporation from the tree's trunk, but as you can see, the trees here have a thin and smooth bark surface, implying that the humidity of the surrounding air must be quite significant in order to reduce the need for overt moisture-retaining adaptations. This tree bark has clearly evolved in a continuously humid atmosphere, the only places on earth having such a climate being the tropics, between the Tropic of Cancer at approximately 23°30' (23.5°) N latitude, and the Tropic of Capricorn in the southern hemisphere at 23°30' (23.5°) S latitude. Putting the island within this area - The only part of this region that fits the bill as being susceptable to Spanish colonisation is therefore one of the outlying islands along the coast of northern South America or Central America and perhaps the Carribean. As this TRaP satellite data shows, every year, very high quantities of rain are present across the entire landmass of this area - Right then, take a look at that first pic at the beginning of the post. Toward the bottom of the screen you will see a metallic grill. The only metal economically feasible and available to Spanish technology at the time would have been iron, therefore we can safely assume that that metal is indeed, Fe. Rust is the oxide that is formed by open-air oxidation of iron. The chemical composition of rust is mainly iron(III) oxide (Fe2O3), and under wet conditions may include iron(III) oxide-hydroxide (FeO(OH)). Also, consider that this island must be relatively small to fit narrative purposes, and therefore, regardless of the location of this iron on the island, significant wind-carried water particles from the surrounding ocean, SALT WATER PARTICLES, will periodically come into contact with the surface of the iron. Salt water speeds up the rusting process, and combined with 400 years of intense rainfall, one can assume that perhaps 3 or 4cm of iron by this time will have been oxidised to the structurally weak iron(III) oxide and even iron(III) oxide-hydroxide. Such heavily oxidsed iron would be so fragile and flakey, it would have literally been blown or eroded away by now. Only small stubs would be left of any such structure installed by Spanish colonialists. Therefore we can surmise one thing, either Naughty Dog has completely dropped the ball on this, shattering the 4th wall, or someone else has been building on the island since the Spanish - approximately within the last 50 years... WTF?!?!

the most absurd thing SALT WATER PARTICLES

[big_z]

What's the go ly down one

I would also like to know. The link posted earlier doesn't work.

[Kosmo]

Poor Denis

"When the game is released and everyone plays the game all the speculation will be over," Dyack said. "If I am wrong and gamers in general think the game is 'crap' then I am comfortable with getting tagged 'Owned by the GAF'. However, if I am right and it is received well, I would like to see those 'Against' to be tagged with 'Owned by Too Human'."

[Ken]

Oh, forgot this post were some guy revealed his fake internet persona. It was kind of mindblowing... and hilarious http://neogaf.com/forum/showpost.php...&postcount=227

What's the story behind this? Also lol at random copypasta from Halo novels.

[Sentry]

Takes the cake;

About a half hour ago (~4am), I wake up to loud repeated knocking on my door that turns into slamming, accompanied by screaming. Tonight I was determined to get a good night's sleep though so I ignored it. My would-be roommate (friend crashing at my place while he recovers financially) wakes up, goes to the door, and lets this person in. Petite blond woman smelling of vomit. She runs past him and into my bedroom. I get up and go "hruu? what?" and she collapses on my bed. I stand there for a second and ask her, "Are you going to explain yourself?" She replies in a whisper, "absolutely" and instantly passes out right there, curled up in a ball. More to follow! Shitty quality cell phone pic. She had hair in front of her face obscuring things, which is why it looks weird. She wasn't actually scary looking, contrary to what the pic shows.

[USD]

Jokergrin with this post that was meant for this thread: http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost...&postcount=353

Hahaha, my homoerotic fiction period was an interesting one.

[ElectricBlue187]

I'm an expert is the best and most influential neogaf post (as far as other posts go)

[ThaneKrios]

the most absurd thing SALT WATER PARTICLES

lol wat?

Some people are very serious about their video games...

[Eschaton]

Poor Denis

As far as multi thread sagas go the Dyack thing really was tops. It got me to register for gaf.

[DJ88]

A nice runner up to "Square shot themselves".

http://amir0x.ytmnd.com/


And a reading of the winner.


http://ffxiii360.ytmnd.com/

[drspeedy]

The "PS3 has no games" is a meme from 4chan or something like that. The "Completely false...." response was born here

My fav as well.

He flamed out fast (due to this thread), but thankfully left us with that awesome quote...

[Jarmel]

im currently playing dead space on my samsung 720p hdtv and i have stupid black bars at the top and bottom of the screen obviously im doing something wrong here in my ps3 settings or wathever it is my ps3 is hooked up with the cables that come standard with it (dunno what you call them but maybe thats important to figure out the prob) halp

Can someone link me to the original thread or post?

[Eschaton]

A nice runner up to "Square shot themselves". http://amir0x.ytmnd.com/ And a reading of the winner. http://ffxiii360.ytmnd.com/

I love this reading of Amirox

Man wollan was a character. I always wondered if he ended up copping an alt and coming back here.

[Kave_Man]

As was brought up recently in gaming: http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showthre...0#post16474460 Literally out of nowhere. No it isn't. http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost...postcount=1766

Wait "square just shot themselves in the foot" was originally on GAF? So then is this the same guy?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-uTnqYHZ-I

[Buddha Beam]

My favorite will always be the epic bump for the MK vs DC thread thing.

But the Square post is probably the objective king.

Edit: The Night Jeff Goldblum Showed Up is awesome, too.

[ThaneKrios]

Can someone link me to the original thread or post?

http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showthread.php?t=346908

[Bamelin]

Just epic.

My all time favorite GAF thread. Also loved Cb3s prophetic post in that same thread


Originally Posted by CB3 in 2005:
This NEEDS to happen.
Mario + Sonic on the same cover? A Mil sold just because of that.


angelfly in 2008
Member
05-01-2008, 01:37 AM, Post #60

Originally Posted by JohnTinker:
Haha, what were the sales on Mario & Sonic @ Olympic Games?

Over a million

[HammerOfThor]

I've always fancied that Christmas no 56K gaming images thread. Where the OP said he was going to start banning people.

[likeGdid]

After being beaten to the ground by Towering Black Football Player Trayvon Martin, Zimmerman reluctantly pulls the trigger in self-defense. Martin falls back and lets loose a mighty African laugh. "So it begins!" he cries (translated from thug language). The transponder on his wrist contacts the White House, where Operation Caliphate sits waiting. "Your majesty," cries an aide (likely homosexual), "Agent Martin, codenamed Fire of Allah, has completed his mission!" Imam Hussein Obama clasps his hands and smirks, a "jazz cigarette" in his mouth. "And now the honkies will pay."

Sometimes, it's the little things you stumble upon in life that make it worthwhile.

[MrOogieBoogie]

It doesn't get better than this:

http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost...postcount=2169

http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost...postcount=2231

[24FrameDaVinci]

Gotta be the "imma go ly dow" post. Amazing. Shakespearean, really.

[Kinyou]

wtf, I don't get it :/

What's the story behind this? Also lol at random copypasta from Halo novels.

It unravels slowy throughout the thread.

In a nutshell:
Guy makes thread about the Internment camps during World War 2 -> mentions that he's Japanese but was not affected because he moved to america in 2011. -> Detective gaf finds some old post from him where talks about being a Gamefly member for 15 months -> Gamefly isn't avavible in Japan -> He's lying about being Japanese -> guy has mental breakdown and unveils his fake persona.

[Foxy Fox 39]

Wait "square just shot themselves in the foot" was originally on GAF? So then is this the same guy? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-uTnqYHZ-I

No.That is a dramatic re-enactment of the post.

[MThanded]

Wait "square just shot themselves in the foot" was originally on GAF? So then is this the same guy? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-uTnqYHZ-I

That guy is just reenacting the post.

[Clydefrog]

It doesn't get better than this: http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost...postcount=2169 http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost...postcount=2231

whoa. uh, wow.

[Talon]

Square just shot itself in the foot. Too little, too late.

Quintessentially Neogaf.

[MuseManMike]

I knew something was up with AngelSoldier... he made some comments about his family and dad in particular that seemed odd, but I thought nothing of it.

[oxrock]

wholeheartedly agree

[Giard]

It doesn't get better than this: http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost...postcount=2169 http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost...postcount=2231

:lol

[Kosmo]

No.That is a dramatic re-enactment of the post.

LOL, haven't seen that in a while.

"Glorious Nippon."

[bjork]

For my money, it's easily this:

http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost...2&postcount=35

Everyone's being nice to the OP despite his dumbass mistake and this poster just shits right in his mouth. So great.

[Meier]

It doesn't get better than this: http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost...postcount=2169 http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost...postcount=2231

Holy shit this is amazing. I'm in awe. I can't tell if this is a clever Gahiggidy style ruse or truly real...

Wait "square just shot themselves in the foot" was originally on GAF? So then is this the same guy? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-uTnqYHZ-I

haha, I think this dude did a reading of someone's diatribe against Wario64 a month or so ago.. forget the guy's name but Wario linked to it on Twitter.

[Jarmel]

http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showthread.php?t=346908

Thanks. I was curious as that could be an issue if he had properly setup his PS3 but he wasn't even using the right cables. Lol then the post history digging made it gold.

[PK Gaming]

As Confucius once said, “the photoshop cat juggles a ball of yarn, and unravels it all over his face.” You are Baldur, Denis. You’re the poorly animated bald Norse technogod, the Übermensch with a thousand pointless book references misunderstood by the dirty proles who aren’t worthy enough to judge you. Your favorite Nietzsche quote, "he who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster," is one you’ve fallen victim to yourself, if your opinion of this site is to be taken to heart. In these pitiable confrontations with us you've proven to be the monster of gaming development, a sore on the industry and a squanderer of your subordinates' time and effort. Through all this, through this self-inflicted PR nightmare, you’ve conquered vast new frontiers of unwarranted hyperbole and desperate pseudo-intellectual grasping. Buy an unaccredited doctorate, change your given name to Derek, and take up the reins; Derek Smart would eagerly defer to the greatness of Dr. Dyack. What is an appropriate action to take in response to the man who continues to post here? I won't be tolerating a second retconned "social experiment," a second call for NeoGAF's closing, or a second "worst forum" insult. You decided to ignore the option for real terms for your pointless tag bet, so with the majority of reviews condemning your magnum opus to mediocrity I'll claim a suitable prize by telling you to get the hell off NeoGAF.

Dear god. I need to see this thread... all of them, from the start.

I have never seen such a concentrated amount of complete and total annihilation in a single post.

[Hootie]

The Greatest Story Ever Told. Now, I am aware that a small number of things are perhaps sheer fabrication, but I have a story to tell that is the absolute truth. Funniest damn thing that has ever happened to me. A couple of weeks ago we decided to cruise out to Ryan's Steakhouse for dinner. It was a Wednesday night which means that macaroni and beef was on the hot bar, indeed the only night of the week that it is served. Wednesday night is also kid's night at Ryan's, complete with Dizzy the Clown wandering from table to table entertaining the little bastards. It may seem that the events about to be told have little connection to those two circumstances, but all will be clear in a moment. We went through the line and placed our orders for the all-you-can-eat hot bar then sat down as far away from the front of the restaurant as possible in order to keep the density of kids down a bit. Then I started my move to the hot bar. Plate after plate of macaroni and beef were consumed that evening, I tell you -- in all, four heaping plates of the pseudo-Italian ambrosia were shoved into my belly. I was sated. Perhaps bit too much, however. I had not really been feeling well all day, what with a bit of gas and such. By the time I had eaten four overwhelmed plates of food, I was in real trouble. There was so much pressure on my diaphragm that I was having trouble breathing. At the same time, the downward pressure was building. At first, I thought it was only gas which could have been passed in batches right at the table without to much concern. Unfortunately, that was not to be. After a minute or so it was clear that I was dealing with explosive diarrhea. It's amazing how grease can make its way through your intestines far faster than the food which spawned the grease to begin with, but I digress... I got up from the table and made my way to the bathroom. Upon entering, I saw two sinks immediately inside the door, two urinals just to the right of the sinks, and two toilet stalls against the back wall. One of them was a handicapped bathroom. Now, normally I would have gone to the handicapped stall since I like to stretch out a bit when I take a good shit, but in this case, the door lock was broken and the only thing I hate worse than my wife telling me to stop cutting my toenails with a pair of diagonal wire cutters is having someone walk in on me while I am taking a shit. I went to the normal stall. In retrospect, I probably should have gone to the large, handicapped stall even though the door would not lock because that bit of time lost in making the stall switch proved to be a bit too long under the circumstances. By the time I had walked into the regular stall, the pressure on my ass was reaching Biblical proportions. I began "The Move. " For those women who may be reading this, let me take a moment to explain "The Move." Men know exactly what their bowels are up to at any given second. And when the time comes to empty the cache, a sequence of physiological events occur that can not be stopped under any circumstances. There is a move men make that involves simultaneously approaching the toilet, beginning the body turn to position ones ass toward said toilet, hooking ones fingers into ones waistline, and pulling down the pants while beginning the squat at the same time. It is a very fluid motion that, when performed properly, results in the flawless expulsion of shit at the exact same second that ones ass is properly placed on the toilet seat. Done properly, it even assures that the choad is properly inserted into the front rim of the toilet in the event that the piss stream lets loose at the same time; it is truly a picture of coordination rivaling that of a skilled ballet dancer. I was about half-way into "The Move" when I looked down at the floor and saw a pile of vomit that had been previously expelled by one of those little bastards attending kids night; it was mounded up in the corner so I did not notice it when I had first walked into the stall. Normally, I would not have been bothered by such a thing, but I had eaten so much and the pressure upward was so intense, that I hit a rarely experienced gag reflex. And once that reflex started, combined with the intense pressure upward caused by the bloated stomach, four plates of macaroni and beef started coming up for a rematch. What happened next was so quick that the exact sequence of events are a bit fuzzy, but I will try to reconstruct them as best I can. In that moment of impending projectile vomiting, my attention was diverted from the goings-on at the other end. To put a freeze frame on the situation, I was half crotched down to the toilet, pants pulled down to my knees, with a load of vomit coming up my esophagus. Now, most of you know that vomiting takes precedence over shit no matter what is about to come slamming out of your ass. It is apparently an evolutionary thing since shitting will not kill you, but vomiting takes a presence of mind to accomplish so that you do not aspirate any food into the bronchial tubes and perhaps choke to death. My attention was thus diverted. At that very split second, my ass exploded in what can only be described as a wake...you know, as in a newspaper headline along the lines of "30,000 Killed In Wake of Typhoon Fifi" or something similar. In what seemed to be most suitably measured in cubic feet, an enormous plug of shit the consistency of thick mud with embedded pockets of greasy liquid came flying out of my ass. But remember, I was only half-way down on the toilet at that moment. The shit wave was of such force and of just such an angle in relation to the back curve of the toilet seat that it ricocheted off the back of the seat and slammed into the wall at an angle of incidence equal to the angle at which it initially hit the toilet seat. Then I sat down. Recall that when that event occurred, I was already half-way to sitting anyway and had actually reached the point of no return. I have always considered myself as relatively stable gravitationally, but when you get beyond a certain point, you're going down no matter how limber you may be. Needless to say, the shit wave, though of considerable force, was not so sufficient so as to completely glance off the toilet seat and deposit itself on the walls, unlike what you would see when hitting a puddle with a high-pressure water hose; even though you throw water at the puddle, the puddle gets moved and no water is left to re-form a puddle. There was a significant amount of shit remaining on about one-third of the seat rim, which I had now just collapsed upon. Now, back to the vomit... While all the shitting was going on, the vomit was still on its way up. By the time I had actually collapsed on the toilet, my mouth had filled up with a goodly portion of the macaroni and beef I had just consumed. OK, so what does the human body instinctively do when vomiting? One bends over. So I bent over. I was still sitting on the toilet, though. Therefore, bending over resulted in me placing my head above my now slightly-opened legs, positioned in between my knees and waist. Also directly above my pants which were now pulled down to a point just midway between my knees and my ankles. Oh, did I mention that I was wearing not just pants, but sweat pants with elastic on the ankles? In one mighty push, some three pounds of macaroni and beef, two or three Cokes, and a couple of Big, Fat Yeast Rolls were deposited in my pants...on the inside...with no ready exit at the bottom down by my feet. In the next several seconds, there were a handful of farts, a couple of turds, and the event ended, yet I was now sitting there with my pants full of vomit, my back covered in shit that had bounced off the toilet, spattered on three ceramic-tiled walls to a height of about five feet, and still had enough force to come back at me, covering the back of my shirt with droplets of liquid shit. All while thick shit was spread all over my ass in a ring curiously in the shape of a toilet seat. And there was no ****ing toilet paper. What could I do but laugh. I must have sounded like a complete maniac to the guy who then wandered into the bathroom. He actually asked if I was OK since I was laughing so hard I must have sounded like I was crying hysterically. I calmed down just enough to ask him if he would get the manager. And told him to have the manager bring some toilet paper. When the manager walked in, he brought the toilet paper with him, but in no way was prepared for what happened next. I simply told him that there was no way I was going to explain what was happening in the stall, but that I needed several wet towels and I needed him to go ask my wife to come help me. I told him where we were sitting and he left. At that point, I think he was probably assuming that I had pissed just a bit in my pants or something similarly benign. About two minutes later, my wife came into the bathroom not knowing what was wrong and with a certain amount of worry in her voice. I explained to her (still laughing and having trouble getting out words) that I had a slight accident and needed her help. Knowing that I had experienced some close calls in the past, she probably assumed that I had laid down a small turd or something and just needed to being the car around so we could bolt immediately. Until I asked her, I'm sure she had no idea that she was about to go across the street and purchase me new underwear, new socks, new pants, a new shirt, and (by that time due to considerable leakage around the elastic ankles thingies) new sneakers. And she then started to laugh herself since I was still laughing. She began to ask for an explanation as to what had happened when I promised her that I would tell her later, but that I just needed to handle damage control for the time being. She left. The manager then came back in with a half-dozen wet towels and a few dry ones. I asked him to also bring a mop and bucket upon which he assured me that they would clean up anything that needed to be cleaned. Without giving him specific details, I explained that what was going on in that stall that night was far in excess of what I would expect anyone to deal with, what with most of the folks working at Ryan's making minimum wage of just slightly above. At that moment, I think it dawned on him exactly the gravity of the situation. Then that manager went so far above the call of duty that I will be eternally grateful for his actions. He hooked up a hose. Fortunately, commercial bathrooms are constructed with tile walls and tile floors and have a drain in the middle of the room in order to make clean up easy. Fortunately, I was in a commercial bathroom. He hooked up the hose to the spigot located under the sink as I began cleaning myself up with the wet towels. Just as I was finishing, my wife got back with the new clothes and passed the into the stall, whereupon I stuffed the previously worn clothing into the plastic bag that came from the store, handing the bag to my wife. I finished cleaning myself off and carefully put on my new clothes, still stuck in the stall since I figured that it would be in bad taste to go out of the stall to get redressed in the event I happened to be standing there naked and some little bastard kid walked in. At that point, I had only made a mess; I had not yet committed a felony and intended to keep it that way. When I finished getting dressed, I picked up the hose and cleaned up the entire stall, washing down the remains toward the drain in the center of the room. I put down the hose and walked out of the bathroom. I had intended to go to the manager and thank him for all he had done, but when I walked out, three of the management staff were there to greet me with a standing ovation. I started laughing so hard that I thought I was going to throw up again, but managed to scurry out to the car where my wife was now waiting to pick me up by the front door. The upshot of all this is that I strongly recommend eating dinner at Ryan's Steak House. They have, by far, the nicest management staff of any restaurant in which I have eaten.

this

[ROBOKITTYZILLA]

This:

I had played all the big titles at E3. Private showings of God of War III, Heavy Rain, Alan Wake. But at 4:00 on Thursday, I was wandering around the show floor, wondering what else I had to see. I saw a small little booth for "Scribblenauts!" in the Warner Bros. Interactive Entertainment section. I mean, who goes to that booth? But I remember hearing about it on GAF, and so I decided to check it out. Best game of E3? Without a fucking doubt. Anyone who says otherwise did not play Scribblenauts. Best game of all time? Jesus Christ, I don't know, maybe. It's a game that challenges your IMAGINATION. No other game has ever done that. So listen to this story. I was in the early levels; I didn't quite have an idea of how ridiculously in-depth the database was. I was summoning things like ladders, glasses of water, rayguns, what have you. But I reached a level with zombie robots, and the zombie robots kept killing me. Rayguns didn't work, a torch didn't work, a pickaxe didn't work. In my frustration, I wrote in "Time Machine". And one popped up. What the fuck? A smile dawned on my face. I hopped in, and the option was given to me to either travel to the past or the future. I chose past. When I hopped out, there were fucking dinosaurs walking around. I clicked one, and realized I could RIDE THEM. So I hopped on a fucking DINOSAUR, traveled back to the present, and stomped the shit out of robot zombies. Did you just read that sentence? Did you really? I FUCKING TRAVELED THROUGH TIME AND JUMPED ON A DINOSAUR AND USED IT TO KILL MOTHERFUCKING ROBOT ZOMBIES. This game is unbelievable. Impossible. There's nothing you can't do. Holy fucking shit.

[The Awesomest]

Wow.

Please give a link to the thread.

EDIT Hootie's quote.

[Dead Man]

Wise from your gwave! Poster was correct bumps 3 year old thread to gloat!

Post#41. The greatest of all time.

[Fancy Corndog]

EDIT: This one was pretty great too. From one of the old funny pictures threads. C:\Users\mcluii\Pictures\wtfmicrophonep1.gif and then [IMG]C:\Users\mcluii\Pictures\wtfmicrophonep1.gif[/IMG] and then he never posted again...

Do you have the actual source for these? I would love to see the reaction.

Feep's Scribblenauts post is definitely the best that I can remember reading 'live'.

[The Internet]

http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showthread.php?t=29756


The first response was so simple and funny, don't know why i enjoyed it so much.

[BrokenSymmetry]

Just epic.

My favourite as well.
I still miss Crushed, by the way...

[br0ken_shad0w]

Bah, all the images from Crushed's Bioshock Wii post are gone. That's one of the few posts I always love reading over again.

[red731]

Thanks for this history lesson. I nearly pissed myself laughing. Also some what the fuck faces happening.

[PetriP-TNT]

It's deleted now IIRC but that guy bumping up the Mortal Kombat vs DC thread (Worlds Collide)

[Solstice]

Not to toot my own horn, but I love how I derailed a thread with this post:

http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost...37&postcount=2

[ultron87]

The final Possum-GAF timeline is pretty great as a fantastic summation of a great thread: http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost...&postcount=705

It makes me laugh every time I read it.

[Bombadil]

Not to toot my own horn, but I love how I derailed a thread with this post: http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost...37&postcount=2

Wow that went on for four pages.

[TheJollyCorner]

It doesn't get better than this: http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost...postcount=2169 http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost...postcount=2231

hahahaha oh my!