Hey Becky, I see your posts are like a treasure chest of contradictions, revealing your knack for turning every conversation into a crusade against gamers. It’s almost impressive how you manage to connect everything back to your passionate war on video games—from hidden viruses in your neighbor's son’s PC to divine revelations from your local church. I can only imagine how you've turned family game nights into exorcisms, with you casting away the demonic power of Mario Kart one prayer at a time.

You're like the neighborhood superhero, ready to protect the world from "big gaming" with nothing but righteous indignation and an arsenal of pamphlets. Just remember, though, not all heroes wear capes—some wield a holy prybar! So, here’s an idea: maybe channel that energy and creativity into writing a sitcom. Because with all the explosive narratives you've crafted, I’m sure you’d have the audience rolling on the floor.