So let's plough through this nonsense one last time. Oh, and I swear this is true too: Like some sign from the heavens, like a 40-storey high neon flashing omen, for the first time since I've written this, for the first time in all 109 Steam Charts I've written, THERE'S NO PLUNKBAT! But as my grandmother used to say, all stupid things must come to an end, and after the complete bastards at Valve flicked some switch to stop this dumb-ass article bringing in colossal traffic and thus ruining my sweet gig, it must gently ascend to the big website in the sky. I'm kind of pleased with quite how utterly stupid a place it eventually reached, not just in the words I wrote, but that RPS kept paying me £200 a week even when I made it about octopuses. It's only a coincidence that this also happens to coincide with my ethos for every other aspect of my life. When I took this column over from Alec (RPS in peace) two and a half years ago, my ethos was this: be stupid. I'm the boy who cried last ever Steam Charts. But this time it's really true!Įrk, I'm not really sure how to convince anyone of this.
Which, I realise, is something I've said before. This is, really and truly, the last ever Steam Charts.
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