El comandante dit:Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose a fucking german game. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed- interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your german games addicted friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose how to place your tile. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit- crushing german game, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable german game box, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?
We are inside our hearts...
Now imagine your game is a brown serie of simple cubes...
That's right ! Your game...
The game itself is a brown serie of simple cubes.
I don't think so
This is your game...
Fun to the last minute
It doesn't get any better than this.
This is your game...
And its ending one coup at a time
This isn't a seminar...
This isn't a weekend retreat...
Where you are right now
you can't even imagine what
the bottom will be like
Only after ASL can we be resurrected
It's only after you've played Dune that you are free to do anything
Nothing is cubic
Everything is immersing
Everything is gaming together
This is your game...
It doesn't get any better than this.
This is your game...
And its ending one coup at a time
You don't play with a beautiful and unique system
You play the same subtile immersing game as everyone else
We are all part of the same gaming trend
We are the all gaming all dice-ing crap of the world
You are not your german games
You are not the cube-obsessed
You are not the ameritrash fanboyz
You are not your cardgame cancer
You are not your grande ASL
You are not the mini you push
You are not your fucking meeples
You have to give up
You have to give up
You have to realize that someday you'll only play
Until you know that you are useless
I say let me never be fanatic
I say may I never be one-sided
I say deliver me from Knizia's clones
I say deliver me for clever art
I say deliver me from clear play and perfect balance
I say you have to give up
I say evolve
And let the chips fall where they may
This is your game...
It doesn't get any better than this.
This is your game...
And its ending one coup at a time
You have to give up...
You have to give up...
I want you to play as hard as you can!
I want you to play as much as you can!
Welcome to Game Club
If this is your first night...
You have to play.
