Lulz to the hackbot that attempted to mess up my shit. You should know better, mahfuggah.
Another post from my recently finished sub-site, Destructables Gaming! Yes, I know it’s another Assassin’s Creed post, but I did say there would be more, so there is. Don’t worry, there are plenty of games for me to talk about and I promise that I will.
So I watched the recent video, and I need to express my actual first thoughts on it.
First Thought: a;lsdkfhaslkdjbgqagxgargao;ibvf,………..
Second Thought: WANT.
Third Thought: ….Okay. Form some sentences. Get all that motor function back. This isn’t the first time your mind was blown.
From my newly finished game-review sub-site, a first glimpse into the recent video released for Assassin’s Creed: Revelations. Watch and be enthralled. I was.
Oh. Gods. I want this in my life. I want all of this in my life. Honestly. Every bit. And the completeness of the storyline. Ezio in the lands of his ancestor, Altaïr. And all I can wonder is why Ezio is seeing fleeting glimpses of Altaïr.
…Expect more from me on this later. Right now, I need to go change my pants.
*SideNote: Music in the video is “Iron” by Woodkid. I didn’t add it in; This is a straight repost of the official release vid. I was perusing Woodkid’s channel on the YouTube, and I suspect that many more people will be doing the same.
^ That’s the creeper who put up the billboard about his ex-girlfriend’s abortion. His twitter is full of gems like this:
Well, my first impression wasn’t far off. He IS quite the fuckhead.
ಠ_ಠ <—— my best impersonation of G. Fultz, a.k.a. prdpgn, a.k.a. the Fuckhead Incarnate.
Btw, his favorite quote is translated to, “If I wanted your opinion, I’d read your entrails.”
I wonder if “prdpgn” is an abbreviation of something along the lines of “proud pagan*”. *To clarify, I’ve nothing against pagans. Lovely bunch. Most all of ‘em.
Then again, it could be an acronym.
Maybe…. “Pathetic Retarded Degenerate Predisposed to* Genocidal Narcissism.”
*He obviously has some level of intelligence to leave out “to” from his acronym as it’s the only word that is only one syllable. Adding it to the acronym would cause people to attempt to find another large word starting with “T” and thereby throwing off the whole process.
Or Rather… “Pathologically Raging Douchbag Preparing for Glorious Namecalling.”
This time he has given himself away. He knows what is about to happen to him, and is attempting to shelter himself in the knowledge of what is to come simply by creating an acronym that explains it away as something it is not.
To be fair, I honestly cannot be sure. His mind is just too complex for me. I don’t think there is a psychological professional or savant in the entire world that could peer into his thoughts and do anything more that gaze in awe and wonder… “Wow. I wonder if there’s anyone else in the world that is as much a fucking dick as this guy. Jesus.”
/cutting the crap/
Seriously, what the fuck dude.
You’ve either got no brain or balls the size of New Mexico itself to do what you did. When are you going to tell your neighbors’ son to stop wearing cleats because they hurt your sack? I mean, c’mon.
Oh, and to be fair…
What is above is not only the Internet, but everyone who thinks that you’re a excruciatingly embarrassing fuckhead. And can you guess who the scuba guy is? Yeah. So, to end my few moments of rage-paging, I’m going to let a good friend sum it all up.Source: speakgirl