Some hippies and trust-fund kids are about to get raped.

So Valve, you have let those genital-free, champagne tasting fish-boys into our game. That's cool. I have just one message for them:

I'll be looking for assholes with earbuds on. I wonder, what do birkenstocks smell like when they burn?

Oh, and I lied. I have two messages:

There is a whole new meaning to "class warfare."