I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest steam group the history of our nation-the Dominique Pamplemousse babe-squad.

Five score years ago, a great game designer, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the act to create dominique pamplemousse. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of gamers who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.

But one hundred years later, the gamer still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the gamer is still sadly crippled by the manacles of crappy games like CoD:Ghosts. One hundred years later, the gamer lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the gamer is still unsatisfied for the game he craves. And so we've come here today to dramatize the release of the game to satisfy their needs-Dominique Pamplemoussse, which we can now celebrate to together in the DPBS.

I have a dream that one day this babe-squad will rise up and live out the true meaning of itself

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former gamers and the sons of their sons will be able to sit down together at the PC of brotherhood, to play dominique pamplemousse

I have a dream that one day even the state of the D-Boys, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis, with the love and passion of dominique pamplemousse.

I have a dream that my four little somalian midgets will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the specs of their PC but by the content of their skill level on dominique pamplemousse.

Now celebrate my brothers, my sisters, the DPBS is here.