Cheers, loves, Overwatch is nearly here!
Goddamn, this poem 'tis indeed had me riveting in a direction that can be assumed to be laughter! Or could it be'eth the feeling of hype? True, and utter hype, thou.
The hype fills me with a great urge to play Overwatch and jerk off to Shadman's artwork. In that order. Not at the same time! What are you on about!?
After quite a while of watching cool people play Overwatch, 'tis my timeth to play upon the game, with my di- I mean, controller in hand. And that depends on the mighty gods of controller support. Overwatch, it is time for me to come to you. But not, however, in the sexual way, as it was when me and Gianni first saw you.
Good shit, mate. It's Overwatch time at last.