I don't know where you guys have found the time to play The Witcher 3, but I can only assume it's when I've been emptying the dishwasher. I don't know how it happened but a few years ago something changed. Something... domestic.
Well, I guess I do know the primary change, but he's only two and I don't want to hurt his feelings.
I'm well aware that as a reader of gaming websites you've been dealing with writers who are being ravaged by the assault of time for a fair while. The pattern must become pretty clear as they're dragged reluctantly through life's changes. First it's the excitable yappy previews. Then it's the heartfelt ''How Splinter Cell: Double Agent saved me from a Doomsday cult" post-teenage testimonials.
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Well, I guess I do know the primary change, but he's only two and I don't want to hurt his feelings.
I'm well aware that as a reader of gaming websites you've been dealing with writers who are being ravaged by the assault of time for a fair while. The pattern must become pretty clear as they're dragged reluctantly through life's changes. First it's the excitable yappy previews. Then it's the heartfelt ''How Splinter Cell: Double Agent saved me from a Doomsday cult" post-teenage testimonials.
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