Human Revolution Irony

As a Canadian gamer, I'm constantly bombarded with French on my game cases. It's rather annoying, like if every game in America had Spanish all over the case. It's plastered all over the back in addition to the English. It's redundant since there is only one province in this country that actually uses French, and most of them speak English anyway. The end result leaves things looking sloppy, cluttered, and foreign.

Imaging my surprise then, when my copy of Deus Ex: Human Revolution, a game developed by a French developer based in Quebec, comes in the mail with only English on the case. It was a welcome change from the usual crappy looking cases we get, but what was really nice is that despite not listing a preorder bonus, BestBuy included the tactical enhancement pack with my order, which is the only way to acquire a silenced sniper rifle in the game.

Human Revolution is out now for the 360, PS3, and PC, and is getting high scores across the board. I suggest you check it out.

Quick Link

http://www.cracked.com/blog/6-reasons-guy-whos-fixing-your-computer-hates-you/

This shit is truer then the ultimate truth.

A new face/voice/typist

I've decided to invite someone I've known for pretty much as long as I've been online to post on the blog from now on. With any luck his posts will be filled with as much bile, intolerance and amusing anecdotes as my own, if not more.

Without further adieu, here is QiGong. Please show him the same support you've show me by showing up in small numbers and hardly ever commenting...

Edit: It looks like he actually posted about 3 minutes before I did, so if you want to check out his first post just expand the August tab on the right of this post.

Cigarettes

I thought I'd take a second to introduce myself. I'll be contributing some content here every now and then.

I'll be going by "QiGong". I'm a pack-a-day smoker, and I fucking love it. Smoking is one of my favourite vices. I've spent the last few months working as a Money grabber for the largest organized crime syndicate in fucking existence. It's called the Vatican and I'm more then sure that some people will be familiar with this group.

There's nothing more fucking fun then talking to a 93 year old woman and asking her to donate a little more then she did last year even though she's been on a fixed income for the last 13 years. I'm not talking "Hey, we saw you donated 10$ last year, how about 15$ this year?" We're more in the ballpark of "We saw you had a nice donation of 25$ last year, would you like to consider a "Very Generous" (This line right here is the lube for the incoming anal rape) gift of $250?". And then when they almost have a heart attack and die we have to ask another two fucking times. God damn cocksuckers.

So yeah, after a soul sucking day of that, I like to slowly poison myself to make amends for the shit I have to put people through under the guise of making $7.50/hr. You know what also helps with that? The motherfucking' Ganj son. It numbs the mind to all that shit.

But don't you cocksuckers get the wrong idea here. I'm not all "Depressed and Emo" an all that shit. I live a good life, I'm happy, and I have a fucking hex core processor in my rig. Just waiting on some cash to get a SLI mobo and to throw a couple 560 TI's in it. I tell you sometimes just thinking about that makes my dick hard.

Oh I have a woman too. She's great. Likes it in the bum too so no complaints there. Now if you excuse me I'm going to slap together a few rollies, and watch Denis Leary try to act like he's 25.