I'm sorry, I thought you was corn.

I've been stumping for an all-Muppet Oscars for years, and am continually baffled that such an obviously genius idea hasn't already happened.

I regard this information with… skepticism.

Yay!

I take it you played a lot of Garrosh.

Security!

I never finished it either. I just found the final dungeon too much of a pain in the ass.

I vote for VI, as I've a) actually played it and b) wrote a goddamn sonnet about it a while back for a WAYPTW, and I'd like a reminder of what the hell it was about.

All of them, really (okay, maybe not XCOM). Games are my preferred way to relax of an evening. But the one I currently turn to for a bit of decompressing after a day's work is Hearthstone. I like to play it while I read the paper. It's easier to digest the president's latest belligerent nonsense if I'm playing my…

How dare you sir, the late Mary Parker was a decorated agent of SHIELD and would be horrified that anyone would be so boorish as to mistake both her name and that of her beloved son (it's hyphenated, old boy, you know that). Waiter! More cocktails and nerdery all around!

I really must stop being so scandalized.

Mmm, yes, good show old boy, good show.

That's why I stick to elaborate, foul-mouthed flights of fancy. And the occasional poem. (I'm trying to hold down the Dorothy Parker end of my metaphor here.)

Eh, I like my version better.

Why, that year flew by so fast I barely saw it.

Indeed, this is invariably the spot wherein the title of "Gameological Society" is fully earned. *swirls brandy, adjusts monocle*

SING THE PRAISES OF PANTS!

This weekend I'll be playing Oh Shit I'm Moving in Three Days. It's a horror game.

I think I'll hold out until your Giant Spider Invasion sale.

As you like it.