When You Realize How Old Everything Is

Game developers know the pain! The guy is happily riding his bike with a stick, then suddenly the stick passes through his body like a ghost because—surprise—no collision detection! In Unity and other game engines, forgetting to add a capsule collider is basically inviting physics to take a vacation. That stick should've bonked him on the head, but instead, it's phasing through him like it's quantum tunneling. Every game dev has had that moment of "why isn't this object interacting with anything?!" only to realize they forgot the most basic component.

Patrick claims "C/C++ is a deprecated language" while SpongeBob looks horrified holding an Unreal Engine shield. Then SpongeBob runs into a series of tech ecosystems—first encountering Unity, then Windows, followed by a keyboard graveyard of programming languages, and finally Adobe design tools. The journey ends with SpongeBob escaping to the safety of Linux, where he can breathe again. It's basically the digital equivalent of telling a chef "knives are obsolete" and watching them sprint through the culinary world trying to find someone who agrees. Spoiler: they end up at a Linux commune where everyone makes their own knives from scratch.

The mighty Nvidia, creator of graphics cards that cost more than my car payment, boldly declares "I fear no man" only to COMPLETELY LOSE IT at the sight of its own creation - the GTX 1080Ti! 💀 Why? Because this legendary GPU was TOO GOOD for its own good! Nvidia accidentally created such a beast that people REFUSED to upgrade for YEARS! The 1080Ti was so powerful and well-designed that it made future releases look like overpriced disappointments! It's like baking a cake so perfect you can never bake again without everyone saying "but remember THAT cake?" Talk about shooting yourself in the foot with your own excellence! 🔫👣

The indie game dev's emotional rollercoaster captured in Toy Story form. That split second of excitement when you think someone's interested in your game, followed by the crushing reality that it was just a false alarm. Six months of development, three blog posts, and a Steam page with exactly two wishlists - both from your parents using different email addresses.

That moment when your brain finally processes what's happening. First you're celebrating the jackpot of health and ammo like you just found free pizza in the break room. Then reality hits—this isn't generous game design, it's the calm before the storm. The devs aren't your friends; they're preparing you for the boss fight from hell that's about to delete your weekend. Same energy as finding perfectly commented code in a legacy codebase... right before discovering why they needed all those comments.

Ubisoft trying to control your physical game copies is like trying to delete water with a fork. Sure, they can demand you destroy your discs when their servers shut down, but meanwhile, gamers have been quietly making backups since the dawn of time. It's the digital equivalent of telling someone to burn their book while they're standing in their personal library with 50 copies. Corporate DRM fantasies vs. reality: Round 1,254,789... and DRM still hasn't won a single match.