I have to say that I purposefully failed to snipe people at most points. I’m pretty sure there is an actual plot underneath all the stupid pretence of taking down gangs but my brain was too advanced to really comprehend it, I might as well have tried to understand a baby’s sense of humour or what dogs dream about. Luckily some private military core bint has hired Grizzle McMurderclogs to take pot shots at thugs in the street. Apparently he’s too tired of the military’s red tape and protocols and just wants to murder a few chumps. The protagonist is a potato headed berk named Gruffles Testosterone. “Dad came back from the war a vegetable, I swore I’d never turn out the same way.”
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