Playing overwatch is like skinning your whole body with a nail file. Teammates that try to roleplay clueless victorian children cause pain only comparable to losing your firstborn son. Trying to quit this game is like trying to escape Alcatraz with a plastic spoon.

Playing overwatch is like skinning your whole body with a nail file. Teammates that try to roleplay clueless victorian children cause pain only comparable to losing your firstborn son. Trying to quit this game is like trying to escape Alcatraz with a plastic spoon.