Your jackass fraternity brothers are in trouble. Zombies are attacking left and right, and they're too stoned or self-involved to make decisions or care about pledges dying.
Your jackass friends have gone too far this time. Their parents cut them off, and and they refuse to find regular jobs, so after a quick pow-wow at the bar, they decide to rob a bank. Let's see what happens...
To the readers who remember me, I went to Lackland AFB back at the end of April for Basic Military Training, hence my lack of presence on PIC. Well, last Friday my flight graduated. I did not, because I developed stress fractures during training and was put into the medical holdover squadron at the end of my third week. Two weeks later, they sent me home.
A leisurely Friday is tragically interrupted by the death of a close friend, Anastasia, and the only comfort is Halo 3 and Guitar Hero.
It's the cheapest high in the online fantasy game market, and those who succumb to its tempting calls never truly recover.
Ever wonder how an employee goes from madness to compliancy at their personal hell of a job? It's the same as the five stages of grief.
Subway has Jared, PIC has Tyrone. Here's the confounding restaurant backstory that turned this phat boy slim shady.
A pornoisseur is more a critic than a participant, deciphering the logic behind two chicks kissing, or the chances a cameraman taps that too.
You call neutering, leashes, and constricted feeding and pooping a good life? How dare you call your animal slaves pets!
Today's most common gamer cliques across America’s campuses: the Halo Fanatic, the Classics-Only Guy, and the Madden Zealot.
Three more gamer types, only these controller mashers are slightly more hermitic in lifestyle and anti-social in nature, i.e. super dorks.