Where's the funny?
It might as well be in the center of a fucking hidden temple.
Everytime I go to read the comment threads, it's like I have to negotiate an obstacle course of repetitive crap. I've got my helmet on, so here I go won't you join me?
Why do we depend on stereotypes so much when we make a joke?
I don't know where we get these absurd ideas from.
So what if some guys get a little too excited over holding a beer? What does that have to do with rape?
What the fuck?
And so what if some races tend to be more opportunistic?