Look this game is poo poo pee pee, you don't need me to tell you that. But I can eat Subway with my horribly grotesque pets and that's all that matters in the end.
These bugs keep veering the conversation toward religion and politics and then won't shut up about it and I'm like "Wow this is just like Thanksgiving."
The game's getting a little too real when the physics have a hiccup and while I'm standing there trying to process what happened, Sonic just holds his head like this game's giving him a headache. Like same, man.
I often become self-conscious that my love of Kirbos is extremely shallow but then one that everybody loves comes out and I become a little less self-conscious.