'80s & '90s Retro Gaming & Anime

Most people would consider a world that was at war over toxic alien minerals that killed 90% of the population hell rather than heaven, but Command & Conquer: Tiberian Sun is still a great game.

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"Pardon me, would you have any Grey Poupon?"

“He was like a corgi: by all signs unaware that a fight was even happening, just enthusiastic and delighted to be involved.”

“He was like a labrador– so known for being friendly and having a soft mouth that everyone forgot that he was actually quite large and had teeth.”

“He was like a poodle - much smarter than you’d expect for someone with such flamboyant hair ”

“He was like an Irish Wolfhound - he could do more damage being friendly than most people could do in a blind rage.”

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Tags via @ragsy: #he was like a mutt; no one knew what he was meant to be and everyone was disappointed in him anyway

He was like a Newfoundland: much too lazy to be dealing with any of this, but willing to get up and bodycheck the person causing the problem if it would mean he could go back to sleep.

He was like a Rottweiler: expected to be all snarling growls and gnashing teeth, but at the first hint of kindness he rolled over to ask for a belly rub.

He was like a Great Pyrenees: a goofball with big hair, but surprisingly good at crowd control and climbing fences.

He was like a pug: he had a massive appetite, but was an absolute lovebug that would never do anything to hurt anyone.