Friends, let's talk.
Let's talk about E3. Specifically, let's talk about the number of fucks I give about this Final Fantasy 7 remake.
So it turns out, I give very few fucks. Very very few, really. In fact, the number of fucks I give is actually zero! Isn't that fascinating?
I thought about giving negative fucks about the Final Fantasy 7 remake. I mean after all, Squeenix has been on autopilot for, what, almost 10 years now? The owe us. They really should be paying us to play their latest repackaged remake of a remastered classic. Paying us, that is, in fucks.
But, of course, negative fucks aren't really a thing. Negative fucks can't really exist in our Cartesian universe -- no dice. So, instead I just give zero fucks.
Not a single fuck is given by me, about this Final Fantasy 7 remake. Fuck off Squeenix, and take your tired-ass ancient ports with you.
(As a personal message to Squeenix employees: You're wasting your careers. You're wasting your lives. You're wasting your youth. You're making bad games that have no meaning and no purpose. You should feel bad. Listen to that voice deep inside you that you've been desperately ignoring. Listen to it, and realize that you can do better. Because you literally can't do worse. Quit, and get a better job.)