Well, most people who compulsively spend too much of their time playing video games would deny that this might be problematic. No drama there, just predictable reactions symptomatic of their underlying disorder!
You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. I wager you couldn't empty a boot of excrement were the instructions on the heel. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly.
You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs. You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus.
And what meaning do you expect your delusional self-important statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have to us who think and reason? What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake? You are a waste of flesh.
You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a disease, you puerile one-handed slack-jawed , drooling meatslapper. You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill.
You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid so stupid that it goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know. I'm sorry. I can't go on.
This is an epiphany of stupid for me. After this, you may not hear from me again for a while. I don't have enough strength left to deride your ignorant questions and half-baked comments about unimportant trivia, or any of the rest of this drivel. Duh. I mean, really, stringing together a bunch of insults among a load of babbling was hardly effective.
True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are "challenged" persons in this world who find these things more difficult. If I had known, that this was your case then I would have never read your post. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.
You're an idiot. A moron of the highest order. You're so stupid it's a wonder and a pity you can remember to breath. Intelligent ideas bounce off your head as if it were coated with teflon. Creative thoughts take alternate transportation in order to avoid even being in the same state as you. If you had an original thought it would die of loneliness before the hour was out. On an intelligence scale of 1 to 10 (10 corresponding to the highest attainable IQ) you're rating is so far into negative numbers that one would need to travel into another quantum reality in order to even catch a distant glimpse of it.
Your personality is that of a rabid Chihuahua intent on destroying its own tail. Your powers of observation are akin to those of the bird that keeps slamming into the picture window trying to get that other bird it keeps seeing. You are walking, talking proof that you don't have to be sentient to survive, and that Barnum was thinking of you when he uttered his immortal phrase regarding the birth of a sucker. You are, at varying times, tedious, boring, and even occasionally earth shatteringly hilarious in your idiocy, routinely childish, moronic, pathetic, wretched, disgusting and pitiful.
You are wholly without any redeeming social grace or value. If God ever decides to give the planet an enema you'd better run like the wind because anywhere you stand is a suitable place for The Insertion. There is no animal so disgusting, so vile that it deserves comparison to you, for even the lowest, dirtiest, most parasitic member of the animal kingdom fills an ecological niche. You fill no niche. To call you a parasite would be injurious and defamatory to the thousands of honest parasitic species. You are worse than vermin, for vermin do not pretend to be what it is not. You are truly human garbage. You are a fraudulent, lying, predatory charlatan. You are of less worth than a burnt-out light bulb. You will forever live in shame.
You have nothing to say, and Godwin's Law does not apply when writing about you. You are the anti-Midas, for all that you touch becomes valueless and unusable. Mothers gather their children close when you appear. You are an aberration, a corruption, and a boil that needs to be lanced. You are a poison in need of being vomited. You are a tooth so rotten it infects the whole body. You are sperm that should have been captured in a condom and flushed down a toilet.
I don't like you. I don't like anybody who has as little respect for others as you do. Go away, you swine. You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, and a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon. You are a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. Meaningful to no one, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts that sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done.
I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I wretch at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, and the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell? Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. You are a waste of flesh. On a good day you're a halfwit. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go.
You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, study, spell, and count, you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.
Anyone who identifies as a "Gamer" most probably is mentally ill. Most likely severe depression and anxiety. I like games. I play an hour or 2 every couple days. I'm a human who likes video games, not a GAMER who occasionally has to human.
What if I play a lot but don't identify as a gamer? What if I have no life and play all day like a loser but am not offended by women in my Battlefield or care less about Anita Sarkesian? Am I just a regular non gamer loser then?
It's not the amount you play. It's more what you identify as. Is your entire identity wrapped up in gaming? Do you call yourself "Gamer"?
That's the difference.
it's funny because on dating sites, 30% of women have "gamer" on their profile, and if i asked them about it, they played fortnite a couple times a month ago.
so the female definition seems to be "i played one game once", but the male definition is "i have no life and never leave the basement".
I guess it's a "new" term. I guess one can say they are a gamer in terms of "hitchhiker, forest lover, biking, family, gamer, swimming"... like as a description of one thing you like.
But the usual case seems to be a morbidly obese guy with a fedora who literally "games" as a lifestyle. He's not a jock. He's not even a nerd. He has chosen to literally lock himself away from the world and stare at pre-made pre-determined adventures that are generally easy to play. Most video games nowadays are more like movies that play themselves anyway. I digress. But yeah. Big difference between enjoying something and defining it as your life.
Nothing inherently wrong with that. The trick is to not keep doing it. People can be assholes and the prospect of escaping them through a fantasy world is an ages old desire. But if you get toooo caught up in the gamer thing, it's just a dead end. Unless you are a FaZE/PrO or something, winning pre-determined vidya literally accomplishes nothing in life. Even "nerds" who back in the day just read books all day benefitted, because they were absorbing knowledge and forced to use their imagination via books. This is a help on the road to life. Games? Not so much. You are staring at other people's creations and they've programmed what you can and cannot do. It's just mashing buttons they tell you to.
to be fair, fictional books are just as much of a waste. lots of books are pure garbage, no better than trashy movies or video games. also books can totally consume someones life to the point where they never socialize or do anything interesting.
You found someone on a video game forum, called an anti-transphobia woman a TERF, and now try to pull me into a post on this sad sub full of self indulgent narcissists over the topic of the WHO classifying video game addiction?
Honey, I've got 2 addictions: reading and booze, and I sure as hell am not going to pick up being drug into whatever little immature game you like to play.
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1 SnapshillBot 2018-06-18
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1 Myrsephone 2018-06-18
I knew I should have sucked dick for molly instead of staying home playing Halo. I finally know exactly where my life went wrong.
1 kouaoui 2018-06-18
Well, most people who compulsively spend too much of their time playing video games would deny that this might be problematic. No drama there, just predictable reactions symptomatic of their underlying disorder!
1 Neon_needles 2018-06-18
Yeah I spent all day speedrunning Clayfighter 64 but I still have a life! I wanna be the first world record Clayfighter 64 transexual holder!!
1 SexyTaft 2018-06-18
Thank God
Fuck g*mers
1 GuillotinesNOW 2018-06-18
You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. I wager you couldn't empty a boot of excrement were the instructions on the heel. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly.
You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs. You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus.
And what meaning do you expect your delusional self-important statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have to us who think and reason? What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake? You are a waste of flesh.
You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a disease, you puerile one-handed slack-jawed , drooling meatslapper. You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill.
You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid so stupid that it goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know. I'm sorry. I can't go on.
This is an epiphany of stupid for me. After this, you may not hear from me again for a while. I don't have enough strength left to deride your ignorant questions and half-baked comments about unimportant trivia, or any of the rest of this drivel. Duh. I mean, really, stringing together a bunch of insults among a load of babbling was hardly effective.
True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are "challenged" persons in this world who find these things more difficult. If I had known, that this was your case then I would have never read your post. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.
You're an idiot. A moron of the highest order. You're so stupid it's a wonder and a pity you can remember to breath. Intelligent ideas bounce off your head as if it were coated with teflon. Creative thoughts take alternate transportation in order to avoid even being in the same state as you. If you had an original thought it would die of loneliness before the hour was out. On an intelligence scale of 1 to 10 (10 corresponding to the highest attainable IQ) you're rating is so far into negative numbers that one would need to travel into another quantum reality in order to even catch a distant glimpse of it.
Your personality is that of a rabid Chihuahua intent on destroying its own tail. Your powers of observation are akin to those of the bird that keeps slamming into the picture window trying to get that other bird it keeps seeing. You are walking, talking proof that you don't have to be sentient to survive, and that Barnum was thinking of you when he uttered his immortal phrase regarding the birth of a sucker. You are, at varying times, tedious, boring, and even occasionally earth shatteringly hilarious in your idiocy, routinely childish, moronic, pathetic, wretched, disgusting and pitiful.
You are wholly without any redeeming social grace or value. If God ever decides to give the planet an enema you'd better run like the wind because anywhere you stand is a suitable place for The Insertion. There is no animal so disgusting, so vile that it deserves comparison to you, for even the lowest, dirtiest, most parasitic member of the animal kingdom fills an ecological niche. You fill no niche. To call you a parasite would be injurious and defamatory to the thousands of honest parasitic species. You are worse than vermin, for vermin do not pretend to be what it is not. You are truly human garbage. You are a fraudulent, lying, predatory charlatan. You are of less worth than a burnt-out light bulb. You will forever live in shame.
You have nothing to say, and Godwin's Law does not apply when writing about you. You are the anti-Midas, for all that you touch becomes valueless and unusable. Mothers gather their children close when you appear. You are an aberration, a corruption, and a boil that needs to be lanced. You are a poison in need of being vomited. You are a tooth so rotten it infects the whole body. You are sperm that should have been captured in a condom and flushed down a toilet.
I don't like you. I don't like anybody who has as little respect for others as you do. Go away, you swine. You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, and a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon. You are a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. Meaningful to no one, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts that sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done.
I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I wretch at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, and the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell? Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. You are a waste of flesh. On a good day you're a halfwit. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go.
You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, study, spell, and count, you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.
You are hypocritical, greedy, violent, malevolent, vengeful, cowardly, deadly, mendacious, meretricious, loathsome, despicable, belligerent, opportunistic, barratrous, contemptible, criminal, fascistic, bigoted, racist, sexist, avaricious, tasteless, idiotic, brain-damaged, imbecilic, insane, arrogant, deceitful, demented, lame, self-righteous, byzantine, conspiratorial, satanic, fraudulent, libellous, bilious, splenetic, spastic, ignorant, clueless, illegitimate, harmful, destructive, dumb, evasive, double-talking, devious, revisionist, narrow, manipulative, paternalistic, fundamentalist, dogmatic, idolatrous, unethical, cultic, diseased, suppressive, controlling, restrictive, malignant, deceptive, dim, crazy, weird, dystrophic, stifling, uncaring, plantigrade, grim, unsympathetic, jargon-spouting, censorious, secretive, aggressive, mind-numbing, abrasive, poisonous, flagrant, self-destructive, abusive, and socially-retarded.
Shut up and go away lest you achieve the physical retribution your behaviour merits.
Thank you for your kind attention to and expected cooperation in this matter.
1 better_bot 2018-06-18
Q predicted this.
1 kippot 2018-06-18
Gaymers truly are the most oppressed group in society
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1 PM_ME_YA_TATTAS 2018-06-18
we live in a cosiety
1 VampyrikBlackMetal 2018-06-18
Anyone who identifies as a "Gamer" most probably is mentally ill. Most likely severe depression and anxiety. I like games. I play an hour or 2 every couple days. I'm a human who likes video games, not a GAMER who occasionally has to human.
1 crispypancake25 2018-06-18
What if I play a lot but don't identify as a gamer? What if I have no life and play all day like a loser but am not offended by women in my Battlefield or care less about Anita Sarkesian? Am I just a regular non gamer loser then?
1 VampyrikBlackMetal 2018-06-18
It's not the amount you play. It's more what you identify as. Is your entire identity wrapped up in gaming? Do you call yourself "Gamer"? That's the difference.
1 TransexualWiener 2018-06-18
it's funny because on dating sites, 30% of women have "gamer" on their profile, and if i asked them about it, they played fortnite a couple times a month ago.
so the female definition seems to be "i played one game once", but the male definition is "i have no life and never leave the basement".
1 VampyrikBlackMetal 2018-06-18
I guess it's a "new" term. I guess one can say they are a gamer in terms of "hitchhiker, forest lover, biking, family, gamer, swimming"... like as a description of one thing you like. But the usual case seems to be a morbidly obese guy with a fedora who literally "games" as a lifestyle. He's not a jock. He's not even a nerd. He has chosen to literally lock himself away from the world and stare at pre-made pre-determined adventures that are generally easy to play. Most video games nowadays are more like movies that play themselves anyway. I digress. But yeah. Big difference between enjoying something and defining it as your life.
1 TransexualWiener 2018-06-18
i was like that growing up cause i had no friends and shit. i probably would have killed myself if not for ocarina of time.
1 VampyrikBlackMetal 2018-06-18
Nothing inherently wrong with that. The trick is to not keep doing it. People can be assholes and the prospect of escaping them through a fantasy world is an ages old desire. But if you get toooo caught up in the gamer thing, it's just a dead end. Unless you are a FaZE/PrO or something, winning pre-determined vidya literally accomplishes nothing in life. Even "nerds" who back in the day just read books all day benefitted, because they were absorbing knowledge and forced to use their imagination via books. This is a help on the road to life. Games? Not so much. You are staring at other people's creations and they've programmed what you can and cannot do. It's just mashing buttons they tell you to.
1 TransexualWiener 2018-06-18
to be fair, fictional books are just as much of a waste. lots of books are pure garbage, no better than trashy movies or video games. also books can totally consume someones life to the point where they never socialize or do anything interesting.
1 AnastasiaTheSexy 2018-06-18
Why do they keep coming up with new words for addiction? lol.
1 _MAGAMEMNON_ 2018-06-18
Gamers ARE game-women, shitlord
1 Power_Incarnate 2018-06-18
Only cure is euthanasia.
1 WinterTeaching 2018-06-18
Gaming disorder, if left untreated can escalate into gender dysphoria. Best work by the WHO since that song from CSI.
1 ArtisanalCollabo 2018-06-18
((They)) targeted gamers.
Gamers.
1 ObsessiveMuso 2018-06-18
cited sourced for the decision
1 BasicallyADoctor 2018-06-18
Wtf gamers are so oppressed. They get farted on by chads and rejected by Stacy and now the WHO says they are retarded 😔
1 lifesbrink 2018-06-18
This explains u/deggyy so much
1 Deggyy 2018-06-18
You got a screw loose or something?
1 lifesbrink 2018-06-18
You tell me! You are the gamer here
1 Deggyy 2018-06-18
You found someone on a video game forum, called an anti-transphobia woman a TERF, and now try to pull me into a post on this sad sub full of self indulgent narcissists over the topic of the WHO classifying video game addiction?
Honey, I've got 2 addictions: reading and booze, and I sure as hell am not going to pick up being drug into whatever little immature game you like to play.