Pixelated couch distresses poor hungover blogger who needs a hug
I'm off to a late start this morning, since I'm hungover. I did wake up around 10am with the best of intentions, but the first thing I spotted in the feeds was this pixelated couch, which was enough to make me unspool my guts into the toilet and then spend the next few hours in bed, trying to suppress my mutineer limbic system. Having won a partial victory in that battle, I have to say, I still find the couch a bit unsettling: it looks like where they found Mario's smeared, bloated corpse after eboy took turns raping him to death.
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I feel your pain, man.
That couch might be more tolerable if it resolved into something recognizable when you squint your eyes. (Like Abraham Lincoln's face or something).
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after eboy took turns raping him to death
Took turns with whom?
Muja, eboy is actually a group of artists, not just a single guy.
If squint/defocus your eyes, it still looks like you puked on it. I kinda sorta like it though.
Ah, thanks. That not only explains what you said, it explains the variations in their art style.
Although, if you're using a collective noun, "took turns raping" is redundant and confusing. "eboy raped him to death" is sufficient.
Good luck with the hangover. Nap on that couch with your eyes closed, maybe :)
I don't care what you guys say. I still love that couch.
Now you know what it feels like when I open bbG and the first thing that comes up is a post by you, John.
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