Ah, the evolution of game development—from heroic optimization wizards to corporate dumpster fires.
Remember when devs were literal coding gods who could fit entire games in kilobytes and make them run on a potato? Now we've got these "Triple A" clowns shipping 50GB broken messes, requiring NASA computers, and forcing you to be online just to play a single-player game.
The best part is the "optimization" advice. "Just buy a better PC, bro" is the game dev equivalent of "have you tried turning it off and on again?" except it costs you $2000.
And let's not even address whatever the hell is happening with that breast milk situation. Modern gaming, everyone! 👏