We like to think of ourselves as pretty open-minded when it comes to games. Over the years, we've gladly torn gods' heads off with Kratos, used a cat's ass an impromptu silencer in Postal 2 and skinned an entire Wild West's worth of adorable animals in Red Dead. But never have our eyes been so offended by the nice n' sleazy games in side. Boobs. Man juice. Side boobs! Won't somebody think of the children?!
It’s comforting, isn’t it? Though our hobby is famous for igniting stupid flame wars and for inspiring stubborn fanboy bias, all gamers – no matter what their console or genre preference – can agree on, and rally around, one unassailable truth. Party games suck.