I'm going to try and make this quick and to the point. This is partly because there's no "backbone" to this article, meaning it does not feature any real, tangible evidence to support my bitching and moaning. It's also partly because I need to put my 4 month old to bed so I can fuck his sex-addicted-because-she-needs-to-feel-wanted mother so she'll leave me alone and I can play Mass Effect 3. Right now they're doing feeding and bath time so I've got a few minutes to spare with you fine folks. So strap on your strap-ons and prepare to go fuck yourself. It's time to complain.
These new writers suck. Really, they do. The majority of them seem like they're writing giant fucking advertisements for they games they preview or even the news they report. Most of them seem to like just about everything. Nobody is being cynical or humorous. They either suck some game/developer/publisher/industry figure's cock, or they simply report the news and perhaps ask a stupid question of the readers, much like an IGN story.
Where the fuck is the insight? The wit? The originality? What happened to the honesty? Where did the fucking balls go?
I remember when Destructoid writers had no fear. I remember when they had opinions and they fucking used them as they saw fucking fit. Now everybody just smiles and waves.
I remember when Destructoid writers had personalities. At least Jim is still an asshole. My favorite asshole.
Apologies to the veterans who have been around for a while.......
Anyways, back to playing Mass Effect 3. Goodnight, and sorry for wasting your time. I did tell you strap on your strap-on, so don't say I didn't warn you.
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