As of now, Far Cry: New Dawn has become literally unplayable for me, as I can’t help but lash out irrationally at the top of my lungs whenever those two THOTS, Mickey and Lou are onscreen. Even during their particular flashback sequence where they made a (broken) promise to mommy, I felt 0% sympathy; just the mere sight of them is like waving a red cape in front of a bull. Gonna ram my Saw Launcher V.3 so far up those whores’ asses that they’ll be spitting out chunks of saw blades once they get what’s coming to them. Mark my fucking words.

Because no matter if it’s IRL, or in a game, nobody talks shit to me like that and lives. Nobody.