Of course, what I've always wondered was why there was a timelimit at all. If the rival company was more advanced than a puppymill, you'd think dead embryos would be enough to work with. And then InGen could sue them for patent infringement, leading to more interesting a second film.
Alternately, the republicans can start a new game and, from the menu, go into Single Player, then Create New World, then More World Options, then switch Allow Cheats to ON; start the game and type in '/give @p minecraft:deital_favour' and hit Enter; that works exactly as well as praying to whatever you're already makebelieving IRL.
The best response to reports of morons getting butthurt over FB compiling their highlights: 'Maybe if people didn't post every single detail of their life just so they can justify their existence by how many likes they get and then how many atta boys or poor babys. I mean come on, you posted it and now you are blaming Facebook? The ultimate description of our world now. It's my fault but I'm blaming you and you'll get in trouble.'
I can't really be certain, but I suspect that my reaction to hearing something I actually cared about would involve being dumbfounded.
When I joke about getting headaches because my brain is overclocked, I'm not entirely joking.
Also, I need to buy new clothes now.
Shockingly enough, there are some things it's not worth bragging that you're smarter than.
This site hasn't got a beggy little popup; optimally, my demographic should be smart enough to remember the URL.