Learning about the multifaceted shit-sides of life is a crucial part of growing up. So it rampantly buggers our belief that the pansy-brained E-rated so-called 'simulation' games which blatantly disregard the myriad cruelties and harshities of reality are allowed to run amok in the naïve minds of our precious offspring. But what harm can this miseducationment do to real lives? Let's find out the wreckage it can cause:
Example 1
Son: Dad, Mr Waggy isn't moving...
Dad: He's dead. He's died of not being well looked after properly enough.
Son: He can't be dead. Dogs are immortal. The only consequence of a dog becoming parched and/or famished is its ineligibility to participate in contests and a high chance that it may abscond from my care, although it would return eventually.
Dad: Where do you get these retarded pansy-brained ideas from?
Son: Nintendogs taught me.
Dad: Well, Nintendogs lied to you and made your brain stupid.
Son: Nooooooo! I hate you Nintendogs... [inconsolable sobbing and sound of nails dragged slowly down a blackboard to symbolise deep emotional scarring]
Teen-mum: This baby I've just had is a bit ugly. When can I customise its face?
Midwife: Pardon?
>Midwife: Er...
Teen-mum: I'll think I'll give it some blue eyes.
Midwife: Blue eyes?
Teen-mum: Yeah. Like what I done in Baby Pals on my Nintendo DS.
Midwife: I think I'm going to vomit... [sound of incredulous splatter chunks]p>
And so on and so forth. You get the idea. Games that miseducate should not be misunderestimated.
