[Steam] Thread XIV: Dr. Steamlove (OR:How I Learned to Stop Worrying & Poosh ze Cart)

[chiasaur11]

Avert your eyes children, avert them from this rant post!

Today I am slightly filled with rage. Okay, not slightly, but really filled with rage. Not RAGE JOY, but rage.

Why?

Because I live in Britain and my connection, to be frank, sucks. I am filled with impotent, belittling rage because my inferior connection speeds limit my killing ability in all games on the internet.

Why is this so important?

Because I cannot converse, coordinate or collaborate with the community when I lag.
Because I cannot snipe, snare or silence my opponents effectively when I lag.
Because I cannot evade, elude or escape my killers so well when I lag.

Because of my connection, I cannot share and enjoy, when I lag.

When I cannot share and enjoy, it fills me with rage. So therefore I propose a plan.

We blow up the Sun. That way, we all cannot share and enjoy. If I cannot have fun, NO ONE SHALL!

*insert maniacal laughter, ominous organ chords, crashing of thunder, crackling of power, etc*

But if the sun explodes, what would we trick dumb children into staring at?