Let me read a letter I recently received. "Dear Dr. Breen. Why has the Valve seen fit to suppress their development cycle? Sincerely, A Concerned Gamer.
Thank you for writing, Concerned. Of course your question touches on one of the basic biological impulses, with all its associated hopes and fears for the future of Valve games. I also detect some unspoken questions. Do our developers really know what's best for us? What gives them the right to make this kind of decision for gamerkind? Will they ever deactivate the suppression field and let themselves make games again?
Allow me to address the anxieties underlying your concerns, rather than try to answer every possible question you might have left unvoiced. First, let us consider the fact that for the first time ever, as gamers, game immortality is in our reach. This simple fact has far-reaching implications. It requires radical rethinking and revision of our gaming imperatives. It also requires planning and forethought that run in direct opposition to our neural pre-sets.
I find it helpful at times like these to remind myself that our true enemy is Instinct. Instinct was our mother when we were an infant group. Instinct coddled us and kept us safe in those hardscrabble years when we hardened our sticks and beat our first bosses above a meager CRT and started at the shadows that leapt upon the console's walls.
yeah, i like that speech too but what is the point of this thread if i may inquire dear op?
Ethan Ross
But inseparable from Instinct is its dark twin, Superstition. Instinct is inextricably bound to unreasoning impulses, and today we clearly see its true nature. Instinct has just become aware of its irrelevance, and like a cornered beast, it will not go down without a bloody fight. Instinct would inflict a fatal injury on our group. Instinct creates its own oppressors, and bids us rise up against them. Instinct tells us that the Games as a Service is a threat, rather than an opportunity. Instinct slyly and covertly compels us away from change and progress. Instinct, therefore, must be expunged. It must be fought tooth and nail, beginning with the basest of human urges: The urge to buy new games.
We should thank our developers for giving us respite from this overpowering force. They have thrown a switch and exorcised our wallets in a single stroke. They have given us the strength we never could have summoned to overcome this compulsion. They have given us purpose. They have turned our eyes toward the stars. Let me assure you that the suppressing field will be shut off on the day that we have mastered ourselves...the day we can prove we no longer need it. And that day of transformation, I have it on good authority, is close at hand.
Thank you for writing, Concerned. Of course your question touches on one of the basic biological impulses, with all its associated hopes and fears for the future of Zig Forums.
Henry Thompson
I also detect some unspoken questions. Do our OP really know what's best for us? What gives him the right to make this kind of thread on Zig Forums? Will he ever deactivate the suppression field and let anons post pepes again?
Thomas Reed
Allow me to address the anxieties underlying your concerns, rather than try to answer every possible question you might have left unvoiced. First, let us consider the fact that for the first time ever, as anons, meme immortality is in our reach. This simple fact has far-reaching implications. It requires radical rethinking and revision of our board imperatives. It also requires planning and forethought that run in direct opposition to our neural meme-sets.
Parker Lopez
I find it helpful at times like these to remind myself that our true enemy is Instinct. Instinct was our mother when we were an infant board. Instinct coddled us and kept us safe in those hardscrabble years when we hardened our threads and put our first posts above a meager Futaba and started at the shadows that leapt upon the Zig Forums's walls.
Gabriel Garcia
take a shot every time volvo cancels ein game
Aiden White
Let me read a letter I recently received. "Dear Dr. Breen. Why has the OP seen fit to change his IP to bump his thread? Sincerely, A Concerned Gamer.
Caleb Rogers
Thank you for writing, Concerned. Of course your question touches on one of the basic biological impulses, with all its associated hopes and fears for the future of OP's thread. I also detect some unspoken questions. Do we really fucking care? What gives OP the right to make this kind of decision for the board? Will he ever stop samefagging to bump his thread?
John Gutierrez
Allow me to address the anxieties underlying your concerns, rather than try to answer every possible question you might have left unvoiced. First, let us consider the fact that for the first time ever, as OP, first page permanence is in his reach. This simple fact has far-reaching implications. It requires radical rethinking and revision of our fucking retarded posters imperatives. It also requires planning and forethought that run in direct opposition to our retarded pepe poster brain.
Nolan Roberts
I find it helpful at times like these to remind myself that our true enemy is Coomers. Instinct is still our mother as we are retarded coomers. Coomers coddled us and kept us safe in those hardscrabble years when we hardened our dicks and beat our first meats above a meager cunny and started at the shadows that leapt upon this awful board's walls.
Cooper Sullivan
But inseparable from Coomer is its dark twin, Brainlet. Coomer is inextricably bound to unreasoning impulses, and today we clearly see its true nature. Coomer has just become aware of its irrelevance, and like a cornered beast, it will not go down without a bloody fight. Coomer would inflict a fatal injury on our group. Coomer creates its own oppressors, and bids us rise up against them. Coomer tells us that the well though out threads is a threat, rather than an opportunity. Coomer slyly and covertly compels us away from change and progress. Coomer, therefore, must be expunged. It must be fought tooth and nail, beginning with the basest of coomer urges: The urge to reproduce.
Austin Garcia
We should thank our OP for giving us respite from this overpowering force. He has thrown a wrench in Cypher's plants and exorcised our jannies in a single stroke. He has given us the strength we never could have summoned to overcome this compulsion. He has given us purpose. He has turned our eyes toward Dr Breen memes. Let me assure you that IP changing to bump my thread will be shut off on the day that we have mastered ourselves...the day we can prove we no longer need it. And that day of transformation, I have it on good authority, is close at hand.
Hunter Hill
LET ME READ MY FUCKING DIARY. "Dear Dr. Breen. Why do anons not post on my fucking thread? Sincerely, A Dr. Breen."
Kayden Harris
Thank you for samefagging, myself. Of course my question touches on one of the basic biological impulses, with all its associated hopes and fears for the future of myself. I also detect some unspoken questions. Do I really know what's best for me? What gives me the right to make this kind of decision for myself? Will I ever stop bumping this fucking thread?
Kevin Rodriguez
Allow me to address the anxieties underlying my concerns, rather than try to answer every possible question I might have left unvoiced. First, let me consider the fact that for the first time ever, as based posters, fucking retarded coomers is in my reach. This simple fact has far-reaching implications. It requires radical rethinking and revision of my posting imperatives. It also requires planning and forethought that run in direct opposition to my fucking patience..
Julian Rivera
find it helpful at times like these to remind myself that my true enemy is this fucking board. This fucking board was my mother when I was an infant poster. This fucking board coddled me and kept me safe in those hardscrabble years when I hardened my lurking and made my first post above a meager phone screen and started at the shadows that leapt upon this fucking board's walls.
Michael Phillips
But inseparable from this fucknig board is its dark twin, brainlet fucking coomers who only post on low effort threads. This fucking board is inextricably bound to unreasoning impulses, and today we clearly see its true nature. This fucking board has just become aware of its irrelevance, and like a cornered beast, it will not go down without a bloody fight. This fucking board would inflict a fatal injury in me. This fucking board creates its own oppressors, and bids us rise up against them. This fucking board tells us that Breenposting is a threat, rather than an opportunity. This fucking board slyly and covertly compels me away from change and progress. This fucking board, therefore, must be expunged. It must be fought tooth and nail, beginning with the basest of board urges: The urge to FUCKING SHITPOST
Owen Rogers
I should thank myself for giving us respite from this overpowering force. I have thrown a switch and exorcised my page number in a single stroke. I have given me the strength I never could have summoned to overcome this compulsion. I have given me purpose. I have turned my eyes toward the stars. Let me assure myself that the anons will post on my thread on the day that they have mastered themselves...the day they can prove they no longer need it. And that day of transformation, I have it on good authority, is close at hand.
Logan Gonzalez
Let me read a letter I recently received. "Dear Dr. Breen. Why after 20 posts there are only 3 IDs despite the fact that this thread is in the first page for all this time? Sincerely, myself."
Thank you for writing, myself. Of course my question touches on one of the retarded basedposting threads gets more replies than this one, with all its associated hopes and fears for fuck. I also detect some unspoken questions.Fuck really know what's best for me? What gives fuck the right to make this kind of fuck? Will fuck ever fuck? FUCK
Let me read a letter I recently received. "Dear Dr. Breen. Why has this user seen fit to fucking kick me? Sincerely, A Concerned Citizen."
Thank you for writing, Concerned. Of course your question touches on one of the basic biological impulses, with all its associated hopes and fears for the future of my existence. I also detect some unspoken questions. Do this user really know who he be messing with? What gives him the right to kick me in the face so I fucking die? Will he ever fuck off?
Lassen Sie mich einen Brief lesen, den ich kürzlich erhalten habe. "Lieber Dr. Breen. Warum hat das Kombinat es für angebracht gehalten, unseren Fortpflanzungszyklus zu unterdrücken? Mit freundlichen Grüßen, ein besorgter Bürger.
Let me read a letter I recently received. "Dear God. Why have you seen fit to kill Robert Culp? Sincerely, A Concerned Christian."
Thank you for writing, Christian. Of course your question touches on one of the basic biological impulses, with all its associated hopes and fears for the future of Robert Culp's existence. I also detect some unspoken questions. Does god really know what's best for us? What gives him the right to kill Robert Culp? Will he ever stop killing voice actors for fun?
