My emotions aren’t the only thing I wear on my sleeve. No, I’m not some 14-year-old emo kid, I’m not talking about bandages around my wrists so don’t go calling the psych ward just yet. I’m talking about these awesome Master Chief Cufflinks. They go perfectly with my Master Chief jewelry.
Ok, NOW you can go call the psych ward.
There’s a new trend gliding through the air and it smells like pony shit. The last few weeks have produced some of the coolest gaming mash-up toys we’ve ever seen, thanks to the integration of popular game characters and My Little Pony dolls. We’ve seen a bunch in the last weeks, but we can honestly say this has become some sort of awesome trend. Don’t fuck it up hipsters!
This Hayabusa Halo My Little Pony doll might not be as cool as a Master Chief doll, but it still has that angular Halo aesthetic that the ladies just go gaga over (not really).
Say you and your Halo-loving girlfriend want to take that next step in your relationship. The holy union of Halo companionship is unbreakable by most any trolling. It’s a proposal she won’t be able to refuse.
The $175 Halo ring, inspired by Master Chief’s Mark IV Spartan helmet, isn’t what you’d call cheap, but it is a lot cheaper than a diamond, and potentially just as precious. Hey dude, if she doesn’t dig this as much as a diamond than she doesn’t deserve you!
While the act of sticking Master Chief’s head in your mouth might not be the most appetizing thought of all time, these Halo 3 Donut Balls look good enough to eat. And luckily, they are actually edible.
The complex and detailed donut holes were designed by Jenny from Hot N Creamy Donuts. If your lucky, your mom will have them sent express to your basement bedroom.
The ultimate insult in gaming constitutes killing your opponent, squatting over the opponents corpse and placing your digital balls in their digital face. This is known as teabagging. The phenomenon also exists in frat houses and at drunken house parties.
The Halo Teabag tee illustrates the iconic move quite perfectly. For $19.95, you to can own a shirt featuring the ultimate in homoerotic embarrassment.
Fact: Master Chief won the “Best Dressed” superlative in his graduating class’s yearbook.
Quite a stud, Master Chief was. Quite a stud indeed. And apparently an athlete. I see he earned his varsity letter. Assuming he didn’t threaten the varsity coach with a head shot. More Master Chief nostalgia after the jump.
