A short example of a typical ROTMGfag named Preed:

Wilfred "Hey Preed, what games that you're playing there?" Preed"IT'S NOT A GAME!!" Wilfred "... Ill just leave now then"

Preed will never be seen again by any of his friends previously known to him in the forgotten realms of the Real World. He has become a slave to the money churning machines of the Great DECA overloards, masters of the sleazy, lurid lands of ROTMG

This Jazz Cabbage got me zooted. Jazz Cabbage is less harmful than Squares. I’m smoking that Jazz Cabbage boy.