Blind Date: A Grand Theft Auto Love Story

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  1. Dude, is that a frickin’ volcano? How do you not have chronic anxiety wondering when that thing is going to blow the f*ck up and send rivers of red hot mud and trees and sh*t raining down on your charming, rose-filled garden-city? I would be poppin Paxil like m&ms my friend. You are clearly either a. a far better man than I or b. in serious denial. On the other hand, I live in San Francisco… at least a big sleeping earthquake isn’t staring me in the face every day…

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