The man gets less coherent by the week. I imagine he panics and tunnels out while writing out these little tantrums against "gamers" because it reads an awful lot like a child throwing words together in a tearful attempt at sounding witty.

My nostalgia has never been more nullified.

The man gets less coherent by the week. I imagine he panics and tunnels out while writing out these little tantrums against "gamers" because it reads like a child throwing words together in a tearful attempt at sounding witty.

My nostalgia has never been more nullified.

The man gets less coherent by the week. I imagine he panics and tunnels out while writing out these little tantrums against "gamers". It reads like a child throwing words together in a tearful attempt at sounding witty.

My nostalgia has never been more nullified.

The man gets less coherent by the week. I imagine he panics and tunnels out while writing out these little tantrums against "gamers".

My nostalgia has never been more nullified.

The man gets less coherent by the week. I imagine he panics and tunnels out while writing out these little tantrums against "gamers".