My sister, after procreating with a Chad years ago, has lately shacked up with Chad's opposite, a real dweeb (it's obviously impossible for him to be a proper virgin): allergic to sunlight, thin as a reed, long white-blonde hippy hair, glasses, wears black clothing and kilts, smokes doobies, is a career line cook (and is generally excellent at cooking and baking), and of course he's a computer and tabletop gamer.
Despite the fact that I can bench-press two of him and that he doesn't fish, I like him. I was actually his summer camp counselor once at the (literal) turn of the century, which is how they knew each other.
Anyway, I moved back to my hometown, and so did my sister at one point, and they want me to play tabletop with them. I'll consider it come winter, even though I pretty much gave up the hobby in 2010 due to the ubiquity of loser/smelly/woke/cringy players, shitty industry writers and publishing, general creative bankruptcy, the dumbing down of core mechanics, wokeism taking over, etc.
Don't get me wrong, tabletop of all hobbies has attracted feminists, effeminate men, homos, earth hippies, vegans, New Age crystal-gazers, furries, and introverted, fat, smelly losers for many years now. It just keeps on fucking snowballing, though, while at the same time the actual RPGs get dumber and dumber.
