Lived there for about 8 years with my wife. One day we just looked at each other and said, “What the fuck???” Two months later (and about 4 years late) we left. Best. Decision. Evar.

I’m not following the logic here. Video games are getting more real at an impressive rate. Therefore, life must be a video game? How are those two conclusions directly related?

Nah.

There’s one where you play as a Raccoon and have to feed your imp babies...

Doom (4) is a masterclass of First Person Shooters