Yeah. It was called Destiny. I’ve been clean since last October.
Yeah. It was called Destiny. I’ve been clean since last October.
This comment is probably a bit late and superfluous, but whatever:
I hate Destiny. I hate it so much. I’d rather eat an entire jar of vegemite filled with thumb tacks than boot up this banal gambling addiction simulator on which I wasted 60 dollars.
Compared to a whole lot of people on the Internet, I have not played much of Destiny at all.
Look, I know I’m not your usual Destiny player. I wander around, take in the sights, fight when I’m in the mood, do the quests, get the bounties, and have fun.
I’m standing in front of a cave, my assault rifle drawn. I’m shooting at a steady stream of identical aliens. I do…