Experts Say VR Will Reach Its Full Potential Exactly Five Years After You Die

SAN JOSE, Calif. — At a recent Parkside Hall tech conference, several VR industry leaders announced that all hotly anticipated VR developments will occur eventually, just not within your short and miserable lifetime.

“Our current roadmap puts full-scale augmented reality experiences at about, say, half a decade after your death and the deaths of your friends,” announced Windows Mixed Reality presenter Rowan Frank. “If we hit those targets and wind up ahead of schedule, it’ll come out around the time you’re too feeble and weak-kneed to make use of it anyway, so it’s really not even worth stressing over.”

“See that kid over there?” Valve CEO and Valve Index development head Gabe Newell asked the audience during a later presentation, gesturing to a child in front-row seating. “About seven years old, parents with twice your income, wiping a booger on his lollipop? That kid’s going to be jacked in full-immersion, slaughtering Russian super-soldiers in Call Of Duty 2K71, while you’re in a vase on someone’s mantelpiece.”

“If I were you, I’d get used to strapping your phone to a View-Master and playing goddamn Fruit Ninja at the bus stop, because that’s the closest you’ll ever get to living in the future.”

Several industry experts were able to back up this development timeline, and reacted to the news with youthful enthusiasm.

“I met with the guys at Oculus this morning,” said tech expert and LinusTechTips host Linus Sebastian at press time, “and they jacked me into a full-scale cyber-orgy with flawless haptic feedback that they’ve been working on, some real Ready Player One business. You should have seen the pixels. I’m so glad I have the spritely youth and sponsorship income to experience it when it comes out in thirty-some years.”

Sebastian also explained that any VR tech that arrives in your lifetime would still be behind an economic barrier you could never hope to overcome.

“You already can’t afford VR,” he explained. “Even if you were still alive, what makes you think you could be able to afford it when it’s good? Gonna get a fourth job?”

The tech conference concluded with the introduction of several dozen affluent, able-bodied young people, playing a VR game that involved throwing rotten fruit at a JPEG of a man in his thirties.

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Overworked Gamer Wishes He Could Just Stay Home and Hate Games All Day

SEATTLE — After working nearly the entire holiday season without a day off, local Walmart cashier Frank Lamonte reported that he had grown exhausted, and that he would much rather spend his time at home, on his couch, hating video games.

“I was starting my second shift on Christmas day, cleaning dog piss off the floor because the janitor quit last week, and all I could think about was how I wanted to play the latest Call of Duty. I heard it’s shitty,” said Lamonte during his 5-minute break on Sunday. “Fuck Activision.”

Lamonte reportedly suffers from a nerve condition that causes pain in his leg, and he needed to work many hours of overtime to afford treatment. This caused him to fall behind the gaming world, which he despises more deeply than anything on Earth.

“There are so many games I haven’t played. I didn’t even have enough time to finish Assassin’s Creed: Origins, and then they put out Odyssey, so now I’m way behind,” Lamonte explained while bagging groceries, filling in for the bag boy was laid off on Christmas Eve. “Ubisoft is the fucking worst. I read that they made Odyssey too hard so they could sell you XP. And their sneak missions are boring. I read that they still haven’t fixed that.”

This sentiment was echoed by the fellow gamers Lamonte plays with on nights and weekends.

“I know his job is really tough and he needs a break, but I’m kind of surprised that he wants to play more games,” said fellow Overwatch enthusiast Sarah Klein. “Most nights he logs on, we run through a few matches, he rants about how broken the game is, and he rage quits.”

At press time, Lamonte was last seen playing the demo version of Rocket League in the Entertainment section of the store, trying to win five matches in a row to show everybody how much it sucked.

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Man in Audience Upset to Learn Mighty Mighty Bosstones Have Written New Songs Since 1997

CHICAGO — One-time ska fan Rob Brewer attended a Mighty Mighty Bosstones show last night, where he was disappointed to learn the band wrote a slew of new songs within the last two decades.

“I figured they might play some deep cuts, but I wasn’t expecting to hear like, 20 songs I’d never heard of,” admitted a baffled Brewer. “I mean, this is a band that changed the American music landscape forever with their album ‘Let’s Face It’ — those were the songs I was expecting.”

“The ticket site should tell you there will be new songs. They put warnings on cigarettes, but they should be putting warnings on Bosstones tickets,” Brewer added. “I mean, how did Dicky Barrett even have time to write songs if he was working for Jimmy Kimmel?”

Witnesses report Brewer clearly enjoyed the first two songs before throwing up his hands in disgust at the start of the third.

“They really came out swinging with ‘Someday I Suppose’ and ‘The Rascal King,’ but as soon as they launched into ‘I Want My City Back,’ this guy three rows back looked like he saw a ghost or something,” said longtime Bosstones fan Kelly Powers. “I thought the setlist was amazing and spanned their whole career… but anytime they played something recorded after Clinton’s presidency, that guy would spit out his drink and start screaming at the band to stop. It was pretty distracting.”

For their part, the Mighty Mighty Bosstones were surprised by the negative reaction.

“We only played one song recorded within the last 10 years — it’s tough to consider anything we played ‘new,’” said Bosstones guitarist Lawrence Katz. “Anytime we played something from ‘Pay Attention’ or later, there was this one guy up front who kept pointing at me and then dragging his thumb across his neck like he was threatening to slash my throat. I thought that was a bit extreme, but these are the songs we rehearsed. Most people seemed to enjoy it.”

Brewer’s friends are still debating how to handle the aging fan’s reaction.

“We’re going to Riot Fest with Rob this year,” noted friend Mason Tomlin. “And we’re worried the shock might kill him.”

You’ll Be More Conservative When You’re Older and Your Brain Has Been Ravaged by Syphilis

So you think Sanders or Warren would make a good president, huh? And you still insist on calling our current president “Commander in Queef?” Very mature. Well don’t expect to stay this way forever. I know you’re liberal now but once you’re older, have a family of your own, and a cerebral cortex that has been significantly damaged by a curable venereal disease, you’ll come around.

I get it, you’re young and full of convictions and ideals. I know you don’t want to hear this but I used to be just like you! I raged against the machine! I partied, I did drugs, and I had sex with a LOT of people. Recklessly and without abandon with no protection. I was a liberal! But once I had kids, financial obligations, and an elevated sense of paranoia from a sexually contracted brain infection, my worldview changed.

It’s called growing up.

I know you think a border wall is a bad idea but just you wait until you’re old enough to understand the job market. Wait until you can understand the effect that state welfare programs have on your wallet come tax day. Wait until the mental faculties that surmise such things have been eradicated by an STI you were too proud to get checked for.

There are just certain realities you need to comes to turn with once the double whammy of advanced age and brain eating bacteria has permanently warped your sense of what reality is. The boat is sinking! Our values are under attack! The homosexuals want us dead and we should be friends with Russia!

I know it sounds nuts but once you enter that natural stage of life where a disease eats part of your brain because you couldn’t be bothered to take antibiotics in 1975 or 1982 or 1995, you will see that cruelty and madness are the only true things in this world.

At this stage of your life you think people like Jeff Bezos are evil for hoarding wealth. Well, I hate to break it to you, but one day you will be my age and your elderly years are right around the corner. And when your family won’t care for you because you are a twisted and cruel shadow of your former self due to brain damage, you’ll wish you held on to a few billion dollars too!

Anyway, happy ninth birthday. Blow out your candles.

Woman Married to Job About to Lose Everything in Divorce

FARGO, N.D. — Account manager Jamie Duncan is in disbelief that she will lose everything in her upcoming split from the mid-level job she has been married to for almost a decade, several representatives from Alphacorp Firm, LLC, confirmed.

“How can they just end things, after everything I’ve done for them?” said Duncan incredulously. “I signed a contract that said I would stay committed, and I’m a woman of my word. For better or worse, in sick days and promotions. I thought it was until retirement do I part. I was dedicated to this company and our future together. I’ve given the past decade of my life to them. I was a bright-eyed 22-year-old who had never known stable employment when I started, and now life with Alphacorp Firm, LLC, is all I’ve known, I’ve never had a serious job with anyone else. Where will I spend sleepless, anxiety-filled nights working on projects in a dingy, windowless office now?”

A representative from Alphacorp Firm, LLC, confirmed their client is filing for divorce.

“We wanted to end our relationship amicably, but these things get messy,” said Christa Chavez, Head of Human Resources for the multilevel marketing firm. “We’ll have to take away her insurance, all her intellectual properties, her company car, every benefit, and her sense of worth. I’m not sure how she’ll be able to afford her rent without our financial support. Even her best friends, her coworkers, will stay with us and grow apart from her.”

“It’s not her, it’s our stocks. We just have different corporate interests now. We fundamentally disagree about money: she would like to be paid and we would like to stop paying her. And, okay, there is someone else: we met a young college grad who can do her tasks worse but cheaper,” Chavez added.

When asked for comment on the lack of loyalty displayed in their relationship, Duncan was upset but surprisingly optimistic.

“I’m just grateful I didn’t invest this much time and energy in a romantic relationship,” said Duncan. “At least this literally paid off. Maybe I’ll find a mature, well-established company who will treat me better.”

At press time, Duncan was scrolling through popular apps Monster, Indeed, and LinkedIn, but had yet to land a single coffee date.

Oh, You’re a Wu-Tang Clan Fan? Name 3 Times You Sewed Someone’s Asshole Shut and Kept Feeding Them and Feeding Them and Feeding Them

Oh, you’re a Wu-Tang Clan fan too? Huh. Then name all of the members. I’ll wait. Oh, ok. Nice. But I bet you can’t tell me what “Only Built 4 Cuban Linx” means. Oh, you don’t know? Well, yeah. It’s a trick question. No one knows what the fuck that means, not even Raekwon the Chef. So I guess you get a pass there too.

I bet you can’t name three episodes of a true crime podcast you started to investigate the precise whereabouts of where Method Man left Rae’s Killer tape! Well I can because I did start a podcast like that. And quite literally no one listened to it. Because it’s for hardcore fans only. No one can hang with my level of fandom. I lost a lot of money on that.

I bet not one member of Wu has a restraining order against you. How many do I have? You guessed it: three. U-God, Masta Killa, and Cappadonna. Two of those genuinely weren’t my fault. U-God was totally in the right though; I crossed a line. Sorry about that, Huey.

Well if you’re SUCH a big Wu-Tang Clan, tell me about three times, in a rousing game of “Torture”, you fuckin, you fuckin sewed your homie’s asshole shut and kept feeding them and feeding them. And I’m going to need references here. I’ll settle for a police report. Well, go ahead; I’m waiting. Ha! I knew you weren’t as big of a fan as I am. Do you even know the proper technique for hanging a friend by his dick from a 12 story building? Doubt it. It’ll rip if you’re not careful! You best protect your neck. And your dick.

And how many times have you started a pharmaceutical company that pumps up the price of meds for AIDS patients in order to make enough money to bid on the one-of-a-kind Wu-Tang Clan album? Ok admittedly, I haven’t done that yet but I know a guy who has. Pretty chill dude, good hang. I haven’t seen him in a while though. Wonder what he’s up to these days.

Fatso Leaves Shirt on While Drumming

BURLINGTON, Vt. — Rotund drummer Mike Crenshaw overcame the insecurities associated with his body by leaving his shirt on during a recent set at a local VFW Friday night, sources fully aware he was trying to hide his budding man boobs confirmed.

“When Smash Index started taking gigs, Mike was always seeing the other band’s drummers taking their shirts off while performing and it made him very uncomfortable,” stated frontman Jake Lombardo, while lifting his shirt up to show his abs. “We’d really have to push him to get up on stage and start drumming. When he finally did, he just would half-heartedly play with his arms crossed all weird to cover up his gut. Then one day, instead of taking his shirt off, he played while wearing a plain white tee. The thing was drenched with sweat in the end, but you almost immediately saw the difference in his confidence and in his performance.”

Crenshaw, for his part, states that while he doesn’t have any explicit issues with his repulsive body per se, the change in audience response has been notable.

“I’ve always been a little overweight, so by this time I’m fairly comfortable in my own skin,” stated Crenshaw. “I’ve been called just about every weight-related insult you can imagine at this stage of my life, so they pretty much roll off me, but it’s distracting and not really fair for the rest of the guys when someone yells out ‘where’s your bra, you fat fuck?’ So at least this way I can sort of prevent any of that.”

Psychologists noted that this could be a game changer for fatties who want to play drums without everyone being distracted by their jelly rolls.

“The hardcore scene often creates a standard of body-image that is difficult for many to attain. The high intensity and frequent movement of the frontman allows them to easily maintain a ripped body so hot you could fry an egg on their stomach,” noted Dr. Elizabeth Hayden. “For a drummers, it can be considerably more difficult. Like the frontman, they are expected to remove their shirts during the course of performing, but since they’re pretty much sitting on their lazy asses and drinking the whole time, the end result is schlubs like Crenshaw. This new development will now allow these tubby bastards to entertain us without disgusting us with their horrid bodies.”

Crenshaw closed by stating that “you wouldn’t be so impressed” with Lombardo if you “saw the amount of steroids he took on the reg.”

How King Henry VIII Became the World’s First Gamer by Rerolling Pregnancy Until He Got a Child With Good Stats

Anyone who has read the Wikipedia page for King Henry VIII knows that he “was King of England from 1509 until his death in 1547.” However, one thing that is not mentioned anywhere on Wikipedia (because the admins keep deleting it every time I try to add it) is that Henry VIII also became the world’s first gamer after rerolling pregnancy until he got a child with good stats. 

Some readers might be surprised by this, considering that the Wikipedia page for video games says that the first video game, ”a Cathode ray tube Amusement Device,” had its patent filed in 1947. So, you might ask, how could Henry VIII be the first gamer if the first video game was not created until exactly 400 years after his death? It’s simple: being a gamer is not explicitly about playing video games. It is a state of mind; a worldview, if you will. And nothing says “I am a gamer” more than someone who keeps grinding out pregnancy attempts until they get one with perfect stats.

His first marriage to Catherine of Aragon resulted in six pregnancy rolls beginning in 1510, all of which were garbage. Only one survived, but it had the “Female” modifier, which would be fine today, but back then was not considered top tier.

After nine more years of attempts, Henry VIII finally rolled a child with the “Male” modifier in June of 1519. However, this was with his mistress, so the child had the “Bastard” perk which made him basically unplayable. At this point, King Henry realized that his wife had a bad RNG seed and decided he had to start fresh.

His first pregnancy with his next wife, Anne Boleyn, which resulted in a “Female” roll again. Henry kept trying two more times, and both those were miscarriages. At this point, Henry became incredibly frustrated, and did the olden times equivalent of throwing his controller at the screen (beheading his wife).

Finally, in 1537, he married Jane Seymour and got that natural crit roll he had been searching for: a healthy baby boy who didn’t die immediately and wasn’t a bastard. That boy would later be crowned King Edward VI at the age of nine years old, making him comparable to today’s competitive eSports champions, who are as young as they are powerful.

As the world’s first gamer, Henry VIII paved the way for all of us. He was not only the King of England, but he remains the original King of Gamers to this day. I know it, now you know it, and maybe, after I cite this article as a source, the admins of Wikipedia will know it as well.

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Ring Fit User Hates How Crowded Adventure Gets in January

LITTLE ROCK, Ark. — Local Nintendo Ring Fit user Dan Remington expressed frustration at the massively increased number people playing Ring Fit Adventure this month, accusing the new users of lacking commitment and ignoring Adventure norms.

“I’ve been playing Ring Fit Adventure, or just RFA as we call it, since my mom gave it to me as a Christmas gift well over a week ago,” said Remington, rubbing chalk on his hands before beginning a play session. “Now these stick-armed little herbs are coming in here with their ‘New Year’s Resolutions’ and crowding up the place. They won’t last a month.”

Remington insisted that Ring Fit Adventure was not a casual game where people have fun and be more active, but instead an extremely serious place for challenging the limits of the human body.

“Ring Fit is a calling, not a hobby,” said Remington, displaying a tattoo reading ‘Ring RATZ 4 Life’ on his bicep. “When I hear about these girls in yoga pants, playing a half hour every day or two, sometimes with friends, feeling good about themselves and getting healthier in the process, I want to be sick. It’s pathetic.”

In addition to questioning their “drive” to maximize their Ring Fit Journey (RFJ), he also claimed new users rarely follow the correct protocol when playing.

“I heard there are people who hook their fingers around the ring when they’re playing the games. Not only is that dangerous for their health, but it shows everyone that they don’t even know what the fuck they’re doing,” Remington said, chugging a protein shake and putting on 70s classic rock. “Now excuse me, I gotta put in my morning Ring Reps before the slackers get in there.”

Remington refused further questions and started a Ring Fit session, before reportedly getting bored after 5 minutes and switching to Smash.

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Depressed Straight Edge Woman Tells Bartender to Leave Bottle of Grenadine

BOSTON — Local straight edger Alana Enders’ depression ostensibly reached a new low when she told the bartender at White Horse Tavern to “leave the bottle” of grenadine, onlookers confirmed.

“This usually happens to me in the dead of winter, but this year feels especially tough,” explained Enders who also begged bar staff for soda fountain gun privileges. “Dating has been rough, and there aren’t too many jobs for straight edge fashion bloggers. It’s all so grim. So I just sit here at the local watering hole and crush Shirley Temples until I can feel my pancreas start to ache. Today I decided to skip the formality of ordering and made them let me pour my own. Fuck…”

Longtime bartender Sven Hagstrom admitted that this was the most pathetic scene displayed by a straight edge patron in years.

“Usually these weirdo sad sacks come in wearing a Bane hoodie or some shit like that and barely order anything,” explained a visibly frustrated Hagstrom. “But I truly thought Alana was about to break edge tonight. And as much as I love serving up creative absinthe-based drinks, I don’t want to enable her downward spiral. But now I have no idea how much to charge her — there’s no option in our cashier system for an entire bottle of our cranberry-infused grenadine.”

Other patrons expressed interest in flirting with Enders, but backpedaled upon learning of her teetotaling ways.

“Look, I don’t mind at all that she is straight edge, some of my best friends were straight edge in high school,” confessed Boston University student Stewart Marcus. “But this is Boston, not Mecca. When someone just posts up in a bar drinking Perrier or pop all night, it kinda bums everyone out. I then feel like a degenerate gulping down my third Irish Car Bomb of the evening.”

“I understand that coffee shops close around 8 p.m. but I wish they would find another place to commiserate,” protested Marcus. “Isn’t the library open at night? Go there. Or how about a nice gas station?”

Friends and loved ones are worried about Enders’ continued decline, as rumors swirled that she recently purchased a bottle of Jack Daniels’ Barbecue Sauce.

Photo by Sheila Bailey.

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