>Referring to yourself as a "gamer" or others as "gamers"
>Calling yourself a "consumer" or crying about "consumer rights"
>Defending the honor of companies
>Buying games to "support the industry"
>Buying "indie" games, the video game equivalent of a microwaveable cheeseburger
>Not exclusively buying physical to get most of your money back on a shit game
Referring to yourself as a "gamer" or others as "gamers"
Sneed
>saving photos of people vomiting to post on an anonymous imageboard
worse than anything else ITT
this
>existing
>breathing
>having any opinions
>Buying "indie" games, the video game equivalent of a microwaveable cheeseburger
Enjoy your unskippable ads.
>blogging on 4channel
What?
Are you two brain damaged?
You’re gonna carry that weight, gamer.
Nothing said so far was difficult to follow. Are you okay?
No one knows what the fuck you're on about.
>Calling everything you consume "content"
What the fuck is up with all of this soulless, impersonal language lately?
Same thing with "significant other"
Feels like robots are talking
let me help, your thread is trash.
Shut the fuck up, you dumb ass little bitch nigger. I'll find your, carve out your heart, and eat it.
At least that felt like it came from some-ONE and not some-THING
The only thing I identify as is a 10/10 Chad pussy smasher.
How does that explain either of the posts I quoted?
Toxic is another one
sad but true
In the first world war, that condition was called shell shock. Simple, honest, direct language. Two syllables, shell shock. Almost sounds like the guns themselves. That was seventy years ago. Then a whole generation went by and the second world war came along and very same combat condition was called battle fatigue. Four syllables now. Takes a little longer to say. Doesn't seem to hurt as much. Fatigue is a nicer word than shock. Shell shock! Battle fatigue. Then we had the war in Korea, 1950. Madison avenue was riding high by that time, and the very same combat condition was called operational exhaustion. Hey, were up to eight syllables now! And the humanity has been squeezed completely out of the phrase. It's totally sterile now. Operational exhaustion. Sounds like something that might happen to your car. Then of course, came the war in Viet Nam, which has only been over for about sixteen or seventeen years, and thanks to the lies and deceits surrounding that war, I guess it's no surprise that the very same condition was called post-traumatic stress disorder. Still eight syllables, but we've added a hyphen! And the pain is completely buried under jargon.
Microwavable burgs are good, best cheap burgs are gas station cheese burgs, with or without toppings they're good shit
>Identifying as anything
>Locking yourself into the psychological equivalent of prison
NO LIMITS BECOME EVERYTHING.
So mald
Illuminated Carlin poster