Or, here's an even better idea. We can all spout off sarcastically, even though we have no idea what we're talking about. Just like Snoweel did.
It'll be super excellent.
After all, all of us game publishers just can't wait to rip everyone off. Goodness knows that's what we live for. Yes indeed, all of us LE Game Designers (because only LE has the capacity to trick you into doing the FREE MARKET RESEARCH that SEALS YOUR FATE) sit around in Fortress Dorkmonicus, also known as the pit of dorkness, on the 14.4th layer of the Abyss, cackling daemonically and lighting cigars (spliffs for the White Wolf guys) with $500 bills (Also, you should know that our cigars are made of rolled up $1,000 dollar bills).
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!
Here's an interesting anecdote, one that will show you just how INSIDIOUS we are: To earn my Dark Wings(tm) and my cubicle in the 333rd tower of Fortress Dorkmonicus, I had to present an insidious plan that would triple the flow of our ill-gotten gains. My idea? Dancey's Dissappearing Binding(tm). The insidious result? 2 years to the day after you buy ANY game book, the binding vanishes, leaving you with a sheaf of LOOSE LEAF PAPERS!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA! My ascendance is complete!!!! None live who can halt the dark metastisis of the universe that will propel me to the exalted ranks of brand manager(tm)!!!!!
Patrick Y.
P.S: HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!