It's a corny line, faith being lost, restored, ayy-hay-men.
But in some cases, the idealism of a consistently productive game output really does need a lavish belief system to keep you going. And sometimes it lets you down!
And then along comes a miracle to save the day.
Like Big Rigs.
*toasts*
Or, in my case, Saints Row IV. :P
It is a harmonious sandbox party with verve you don't expect to love. And yet it'll hug you. And punch you. And annoy you. And tickle you. And it's a budget-good time along the way; it has dildo weapons and anime fights, Nolan North, sing-a-longs, and cosmic stakes superimposing yo' momma jokes in the background.
But in some cases, the idealism of a consistently productive game output really does need a lavish belief system to keep you going. And sometimes it lets you down!
And then along comes a miracle to save the day.
Like Big Rigs.
*toasts*
Or, in my case, Saints Row IV. :P
It is a harmonious sandbox party with verve you don't expect to love. And yet it'll hug you. And punch you. And annoy you. And tickle you. And it's a budget-good time along the way; it has dildo weapons and anime fights, Nolan North, sing-a-longs, and cosmic stakes superimposing yo' momma jokes in the background.
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