While we're stressing about one point oh-three/The mini dump is destroying our games/We get so far as four and a half hours/Instead of playing Sins we all are sour/The mini dump needs to go up in flames!
...If you have reached this point and have not realized that this is written in Iambic pentameter well, there you go.
Due to the fact we're unable to play the game due to mini dumps again and again we decided to devote our time in which could be playing to this pointless poem.
So instead of whining about balance perhaps making the very game itself finishable and playable we should instead focus our attention on the mini dump.