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"Pre-empting the Daily Mail"

So, what headlines can you see for GTA: San Andreas: "Sick game promotes gang, gun and darkie-bummer violence"? You can imagine the bump under the desks at the Daily Mail's head office as their knees jerk upon the release of yet another controversial (and amazing looking) Rockstar game. It's not even out for ages, and has been in development for years, but already we know that it'll be used as fodder for any criminal act that roughly fits the bill. So what can we do to stop them? Is there anything we can do now to stop the negative press that the game will receive when it arrives later this year?

Saw today's front cover:

" Middle class youths will not bhe allowed at University and will die alone and poor just so dirty, stupid poor kids get a chance "

Goatboy wrote:
> That and a sneer that can cripple from 100 yards.

Can I be the cripple that can sneer from 100 yards ... ?

Gah.

Damn me for working in an office, I keep sniggering at this post.

I blame Conkers Bad Fur Day for my laughing-during-work-time antics.

BAN IT!

Goatboy wrote:
> And when I play these games, it gives me a boner and I like to look
> at it and I call it "Michael Winner" and then after I play
> the games and kill people I go outside and make kittens touch the
> boner and I smear myself in faeces and fall to the ground in
> exquisite rapture before I jet across the lawn and then I go to
> sleep.
> I blame these evil games.

You can do that in Far Cry? Woooooooow! I'm going out to buy it now!

Your behaviour seems perfectly reasonable to me - although I have no mind of my own - ever since I first loaded Jet Set Willy on the spectrum, I've been so impressionable ...

You are a murdering devilwhore!
I bet you'll dream about Say-Tan and murdering priests and whacking off onto Barbie Dolls.
I played Far Cry this afternoon, I shot many many soldiers and some mutated furious monkeycreatures.

Alls I'm saying is, I'd better not find myself on a tropical paradise armed with a Sniper Rifle, M16, Silenced MP5, Automatic Shotgun and some excellent machinegun with a scope.

And when I play these games, it gives me a boner and I like to look at it and I call it "Michael Winner" and then after I play the games and kill people I go outside and make kittens touch the boner and I smear myself in faeces and fall to the ground in exquisite rapture before I jet across the lawn and then I go to sleep.
I blame these evil games.

I played Vice City last night.

I killed 14 people before I even had my breakfast this morning. Aren't I a scamp?

We can be called "The Sneery Balancers", and we can wear cowboy hats.

My gang skill is a psychotic response to anybody clipping the side of my freshly "jacked" beach buggy when I'm stopped at the lights.

That and a sneer that can cripple from 100 yards.

I've already started perfecting my balance so that I can stand on the edge of a sheer cliff-face by 1 pixel. That's my gang skill. Balance.