I have asked you nicely not to gouge consumers!
You leave me no choice but to ask you nicely again!
I have asked you nicely not to gouge consumers!
You leave me no choice but to ask you nicely again!
They are both Captain Bialar Crais.
It must be depressing being such a piece of shit, knowing you're dragging humanity into the abyss.
"Why am I perpetually anxious about myself, humanity, and the general state of the world? Must be Cuban psychic lasers."
The arches are on fire
and there's no cashier at the till
And the ice cream machine is all muddied with a thousand gallons of high-fructose corn syrup
And a dark wind blows
No good. Pages are already covered with shit.
"No John, you are the Muslims."
And then John was a Hamas.
(Annoyed grunt)
MM3's music seemed much more mellow than 2's, and it's unusual that the title theme is so long despite only being played on the title screen.
But I played the shit outta MM3 and I love those old chiptunes.
He is both pocket-sized, and a monster.
He's pissing on you! He's PISSING on you! How... how's it taste? How's it taste? Like PISS?!?
And they're both trying to get some IOF soldier to hand over their cum so they can create genetically perfect offspring with Kefkanyahu.
Then Kefkanyahu moves the statues of culture, economy, and military out of perfect alignment, and shit gets real.