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Sean sat against the deep blue glow of his monitor's screen, outlining his gentlemanly shadow on the curtains behind him. The hot laptop pressed against his thighs as he gallantly smote his enemies in the League of Legends. It was Sean's 42nd birthday. A knock rasped against his door. Sean grunted out towards the door- he had not spoken a full sentence of English in years... A hand on the other side of the door attempted to rattle the door open, but to no avail. Pounding at the door began- a woman's voice shouted through, through shaken, tearful lips- "S-Sean, sweety, it-it's mommy. Please come out, we all miss you. Please don't stay in there forever. I'm worried about you. What will you do with your life?" Silence broke through- and soft sobbing was heard from the door- the woman went back up the stairs. Sean knew that she would never understand. No one would.
He looked down at his monitor.
He looked up at the ceiling.
"…I write Lisp."

You had me until League. League is for casuals. 13 year olds and people who have never played a real strategy game play it. A LISP hiki would never degrade himself enough to play League.

Shame.

League of Legends is Reddit shit. Actually, most videogames are Reddit shit.