So it has come to this. After I had successfully avoided everything London related (ex-boyfriend issues) in the past few months I started playing Mass Effect 3 and oh the surprise…
The last battle takes place in the shades of Big Ben, yay, oh yay! Add salt to my wounds, you stupid fags!
So basically every fucking Reaper that came into my way had the face of my stupid ex-boyfriend. The result? Headshot combobreaker.
But she… oh she…
Commander Shepard makes me seriously question my sexuality.
And this is basically an announcement for the next deep and ambitious entry Fifty Shades of WTF?! coming as soon as my blood pressure is back to normal and the galaxy safe from harm.