The MEA game ratings thread (ESRB rating description)

When I was about 6 years of age my family went to visit an uncle who drank heavily when depressed.
Bad thing is he just got even more depressed when he drank by a factor of 10.
Doctors told him not to drink but he did anyways.
Anyway we came for a visit and unbeknownst to us his life had basically fallen apart that very day:
Wife filed for divorce, lost his job, house reprocessed, his car towed-away and some other things I will not say.
Anyway this all happened to him one right after another the last being the car all culminating about an hour before our arrival.
When we got there we could tell something was wrong.
We tried to cheer him up but to no avail.
He then excused himself and said he had to go do something.
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There is not history of what happened next anywhere in my family-line. 
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And while my family was distracted by the arrival of a van/truck/semi.
I surmised when it arrived that it was some sort of moving van/truck/semi -that I now surmise was sent to take the house hold belongings.
As my family was distracted and conversing with the people from the truck and the two cars that had just pulled up afterward.
I noticed my uncle was not there.
So me being six and thinking he should know about his visitors.
I went looking for him.
Found him in the back bedroom hunched forward as if he were praying.
I approached the bed and I remember saying and I quote: "Uncle why is there a moving truck outside?"
I was no more than an arms length from him at the time.
He said: "It no longer matters."
Only then did I see the gun which went quickly in front of his face and out of my line of sight.
As I tried to move opening my mouth to say stop.
It fired.
I put my right hand up to my face...
Blood and bits of matter that are supposed to be kept inside the head was there...in my mouth and on my face.

Spent the next 4 years coming to grips with this and finding out that my uncles' blood alcohol level been 10x the legal limit in our state at the time.
 
This event set me against ever drinking even a single drop of alcohol and also pretty much destroyed any sort of emotional spectrum I had.
I vowed I would never get scared like I was in that instant and decieded right then and there to never laugh, smile, or have emotion PERIOD.
 
I see someone crying now; all I want to do is slap them and tell them to shut the water works it is only delaying their actual work from getting done.
YET thankfully due to social training I can stop myself ahead of time and ask what is wrong first before I judge and respond so harshly.

As I previously stated I hate such colored language since it is so POINTLESS, INEFFICIENT and UN-CHALLENGING in society as a whole.

Is it not simpler to just say what you have to say and not be so long winded putting vulgarities in at every turn?
Why speak with language that if too much is said the conversation may actually cause the original sentence to loose all meaning?
Or in a job could get you fired if you spoke one to a client or even to your boss or maybe dangerous if said to a member of the clergy or church?
To me such language is just too inefficient, too unchecked, too dangerous and can loose the meaning the original sentence had to be used effectively.

Example:
*Expletive* *Expletive* *Expletive* *Expletive* *Expletive* Good *Expletive* *Expletive* *Expletive* *Expletive* Morning *Expletive* *Expletive*

Instead of:
Good Morning.

I mean SERIOUSLY?
Only 2/13th's of that sentence is really needed.
YES. I KNOW SOMEONE WHO SAYS THAT EVERY SINGLE DAY.


Now I understand people use it for such reasons as anger, emotion, pain, or maybe even sometimes to fit in.
Nevertheless since I have a very high tolerance to physical pain, never get truly angry, could care less about fitting in and don't really see the need for nor have much emotion (read spoiler -if don't understand) I see no point in said language. Furthermore if I was in A LOT of pain I am sure a hit to the back of the head or whiff of chloroform would work just as well.

Also I do like challenges and while some may say it is stupid -I like the challenge of slamming my hand in a door and only saying: "Ouch" instead of some long contrived ill used paragraph of a sentences full of expletives. Furthermore colorful language to me is pointless when I can get the same effect being naturally as harsh as I am (for the sake of the forums I will abstain how harsh I could go).