As someone who enjoys a nice, quiet sit-down with a quality video game every now and then, I tend to really enjoy when the parental lobby blames the shortcomings of their ungrateful progeny upon the video game industy.
Yes, I'm sure Spalding the Third is a little shit because he saw a booty call in a video game and not because he's spoiled. It's got to be the violence and not because Meemaw bought her 11 year old grandson a Teen rated game.
Well now it's even worse. Now games can kill you.
Kids, don't play for 50 straight hours. Try to find a girl to kiss and move out of your parent's basement.
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