I'm really loving pissed off. You have no loving clue. I don't even want the game, but stuff that just keeps happening...
This loving handicapped, mentally deficient Government feels like they can wave their limp, tribal richard around, cutting our games fund, banning our games, taxing our developers and telling them that we can't release games here in the country they were made, for free or for profit, unless we also pay a fee to get the game classified (once for every time you get it classified, since this loving Government is so incompetent it'll likely ban your game the first few times).
How the forget do they expect to earn profit off a billion dollar industry (which they keep saying they are "supporting), when they treat us like loving children?
I'm so loving sick of this stuff, and I bet my major project is next.
Tony Abbot and all the people who sit on the Board of Classification are silly little handicapped wankers. When these brown town forgeters are kicked from their high horses, I'm going to sing from the top of my college while drinking the richest booze I can find.
richardheads.
