Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to say our goodbyes. We have all lost someone dear to us and the pain will never go away. As much as hurts, we eventually do all have to say our goodbyes, but who knew would ever have to say it like this? We have stay strong, not just for thes we’ve lost, but for ourselves.
I am, of course, talking about the addiction to World of Warcraft. The evil masterminds at Blizzard gaming have found away to steal our nation’s youth in a faster, scarier way than crack cocaine: mass multiplayer online role playing games. WoW has stolen countless hours away from wholesome activities like sports, upper education, work, sex, reading, writing, etc. All that’s left of these poor addicts are a shell of what they used to be. Now they just sit in the dark, repeatedly right clicking on magical beasts, in hopes they drop a couple of silver so that they can buy more eq.
WoW is destroying so many brilliant minds and reducing them to gold starved nerds who need their 10 hour quest fix or else havoc breaks lose. I miss my boyfriend, not this geek in boxers, telling me how he lost his cool status as an Orgeimar because he helped out a drow or something. What about your real life cool status, Mikey, doesnt that mean anything to you? Do you even really remember the last time you saw sunlight? and I’m talking about real sunlight, not a little digital sun on your map of wherever your character lives.
Why is this game so popular? What the hell kind of voodoo did Blizzard cast on these disks that have over 7 million people captivated, locking in front of their idiot boxes, pretending to be pixies and fairies? Blizzard, you are one sick fuck for creating this game and for allowing millions of people to lose their lives over it. I’m sick and tired of it. Time to fight back. If you ever EVER lost someone to this stupid fucking game, gimme a holla. I think I have an idea, but I’ll need your help. Hit me up and let’s see if we can end Blizzard’s reign of geek terror for a bit.