Smash bros ultimate is the perfect game. I’m not gonna lie but it’s combination of balance and character design makes it the penultimate experience when it comes to smash bros. Other distant competitors include smash bros melee, a fighting game with many flaws such as only half of the cast being actually playable, and smash bros brawl, which had snake’s asscheeks spread wide for our enjoyment. Even if it’s a perfect game I still believe that there no better smashing bros than taking your bestest of friends out for a joyride on the old cock n’ rock, riding your friends as if they were horsies. Nothing much like the feeling of an intense release caused by stimulation of a single point dealt to you by none other than your own brothers. I crave the feeling of making my brothers scream in agony as I Falcon Punch their jigglypuffs, the musty waft of their egg rolls invading my nostrils. I’m really feelin it, I yell, as they show me the art of busting and smashing, sending my body straight into the blast zone. Oh, how I love their pained star KO sounds, as they protest, hands of my cawk, Falco Lombardi truly the greatest poet of our time to capture such a defenseless and passionate moment. I love smash bros ultimate.