Politics

The first person shooter genre was treached among novelty money grabbing whores

But as [[gaming]] became a faded rose

Only people showing up with the stence of a rotting corpse

They called themselves [[gamer]], a moniker reminding of dismay

The gamers created a community of sorts

There they all played great sports

Shoot to kill

Frag at will

Games evolved, Some began to scold

Don’t shoot that tank, its bound to make the game fade

Don’t spank the monk, its griefing and its lame

Don’t spam that [[chat]], it makes me insane

As dissensions rose, locarious demagogues

Began riding on the high horse

They arouse debacle

They saw opportunity in every spectacle

"Insert the banhammer" one said

"Lets make explotation our new [[god]]

It can not be our fault

that the game makers shoes are wrongly shod"

The constant clamouring created an empty sound

And idleness was in abound

Finally they agreed on something they all could hate

"Those leavers we have to ship off on a freight"

So they created a commite

And came up with a leaderboard

"Let’s ban all those leavers who are deadweight

With a negative score"

Kids planned their lives around their games

Tensions with their parents rose

And as a protest they always begun to glean

against the computer screen

"But what about those jerks ruining every game?

They are truly lame!

I scream at them every day calling them gay!

But I am not racist, so that must make me great!"

So noobs too were banned

They couldn’t come to this new gaming land

Left to their own device

“What if” would be the question forever on their mind

Next their were alleged lamers

They played to win

At every cost

They could not stand one single loss

"You fools you want to forbid our method

What we see as a virtue you see as a sin"

So they farmed two parties

One were the fucktards and the other were the retards

The first played forever more

The same map

Just so they could glee at their computer screen

And not realize that they were a useless team

The second screamed until the end of time

"Ban this, ban this

Gaming is too me a holy shrine

If something goes wrong I have to whine"

But games did come easy

You didn’t have to buy a big box

Now gaming was as commonplace as socks

But also as worn out

Gaming was now for those in doubt

The fingering gimmick

Were giving gamers the itch

So new rules were applied

[[Female]] gamers were constantly tested

Uneasy was now their plight

Saddened and heartbroken they now left

For they did not want to be a part of a cruel test

Now gamers had no one to mate

All they could do was masturbate

Had they only been more lenient

Then their genes wouldn’t fade out as gaming rooms that evaporate

Oh. Who am I fooling with this tale?

They can never get laid

Their love is as empty as space

But let me tell you something real

Gamers don’t want to be told how to feel

"Ban bare tits

Its sight reminds me of a bitch

Who happens to be better than me

In every way

The point is she is a more attractive lay

I am not asking much", I heard the [[feminist]] say

I just wish every man was gay

But this third group became a prominent force

All we want is new skin

so we won’t look like whores

The fucktards went behind the retards back

And said "give women their bodies back"

So they were given a new braid

But then [[neckbeard]]s arrived

We don’t care for your orgies

We don’t want to pay

For someones ugly topée

But we would like off course

Have some good defense of sorts

So our games can run smooth and well

On the latest gaming shell

"Wait hang on there!

Why should we pay so that you can have your laundry clean?"

"Using dirty laundry on a new and polished machine?

We play how its meant to be played

In its natural way

We play it as a clean state

How about some museums for our fine projects?"

The bickering went on

And the forum had not a treasure to spare

"I know, let's give the community a vote"

They were presented with a charming man

"He said I promise health kits for all games ever made

No more gimmicks

And those that will scream in the mike shall be forced to take a hike"

These promised seemed to suffice

The majority was happy and everything seemed nice

"We want to party with our gimmicks games"

The self proclaimed cool kids said

Without it we can’ be our cool selves

Now we have to put our prides on our shelves

We are very afraid

How are we now supposed to both be cool and get laid?

But your style does not have to be so prominent

Sometimes the answer is heaven sent

Pirated games came

Buy it it from a shady dealer and hope he is not a money stealer

"Without quick deaths our game became a lagging hell

And without leadership it is crap

For those booming commanding voices made the game well"

Now the president seemed like a sap

So then there was space for more candidates

They sai"d look what our records say"

"My gaming history is as clean as a slate

I have not camped"

We shit were we eat

For our gaming chair is were we forever will sit

But one of them said

I am little more like you

"Look at my intelligence

The others are just as a leave from lent

Hold out! what you call a autumn fallout

Is what makes other players want to dropout

We never leave

In our camping space

Is were we look

For gamings next phase

“Hold on” you are both wrong

Gaming is not about who has the most clout

He who sees in gaming

A virtue and not a sin

Is surely he who will ultimately win

“Jesus Christ” grab a bike

Don’t take everything so serious

Festivities and trends are here for you and me

Live today for tomorrow might take you away

So differents parties were formed

They had different slogans

To show their great pretenses

“We play fair, cheating is never populair (but forbidding is)!”

“We would be great, if only our skills were a fraction of our body weight!”

“Hold tight, and see reviews of games we don’t master right!”

“We are uninterested fags only following gameing fads”

And so the politicians adopted a new dressing code

And said were everything seemed to explode

"Look at me I am just like you

I [[masturbate]] a lot, even when I have the flu

My sits are all over my face

I am bleak, mager and kinda lame

To vote for someone else would be insane"

But a face might not do the trick

Then you could always give an emotional kick

If what we have to say feels bare

Then we can always build castles in the air

And publish to the press

The feeling of community last heartbeat was felt

As everyone was indulged in their own emotional self

Hackers erased all the scores

With all this insecurity where do we now our games store?

So they started a public exponation

"Here we can present our latest innovation"

And leave our fans with infatuation

But you are only welcome if you have a flashy presentation

The speakers were roaring

As they could hear the crowds soaring

But on that stage

Came a boy who had not yet come of age

"Forgive for my ballsacks has yet to drop

I might be naive, I might be a fool

But shouldnt we all just

strive to follow the golden rule?"

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See Also

* [[Anarchy]], [[Capitalism]], [[Communism]], [[Socialism]]
* [[Conservatism]], [[Liberalism]], [[Republicans]] [[Libertarianism]]
* [[Feminist]], [[Nazi]], [[Alt-right]], [[Hippies]]
* [[ERepublik]], [[Zapatistas]]
* [[Gawker Media]], [[FOX News]], [[Old media]]
* [[Heather Lind]]
* [[Jim Jordan]]
* [[Jim Traficant]]
* [[Mo Brooks]]
* [[Politically Correct]], [[Debate]], [[Internet Politics]]
* [[Shit Nobody Cares About]] - Nobody cares about your political beliefs. Fuck off retard

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