Showtime For Suck Monkey | Mass Effect 2 Legendary Edition
Mass Effect 2 Legendary Edition is finally here. The gorgeous near perfect remaster and the exact threadbare excuse I needed to pollute the foyer of this channel in exactly the same saturated sci-fi orgy manner than I did all those years ago. This is one of my favourite franchises of all time and its going to show hard. Wanna see a grown man cry? Might as well stay here on the channel...it-it just keeps happening. This time it tastes like joy though so, that's a win
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Welcome to my let's play of Mass Effect 2 Legendary Edition, in this episode: You know, sometimes when I'm watching my POV JOI porn category porn category etc etc homemade snuff films back, with rewatching my sex tape as dessert to give me a real get up and bet it all on blow boost, a long time background character of my eternal bondage rerun omnibus of omnipresent busting heard all around the world, as he's chewing on his cellmate's past the sell by date skull like he wants to finish off a whole dulux glossy bucket warehouse of forbidden yoghurt before his death row black friday budget holiday deal comes around, where the chair has space for you and a lucky friend/mortal enemy depending how much your loved ones would actually miss you after your buttocks and brain nodes are plugged into the overclocked matrix of fizzing, the kind that makes Samsungs explode in your back pocket's secret compartment for flippable galaxies and worthy 720 pop-shuvit manual 4-wheel drive sluts where the endless red hot, meathook smokehouse visual bugs are mirrored on each surface of your quadra-cheek. And honestly, if you've got cheek bugs I'd prefer they'd be invisible to the naked eye, especially the one on the end of my apple bobbing hometown hero of the sandworms. In fact, all invertebrates are rooting for male genitalia according to Doctor Doolittles legal team he hired from the munter wonderland that is his backyard kennel slums providing some real job opportunities for one of society's most oppressed classes, literal dogs, who are arguably only above plants who aren't Groot and ironically actual furries in the class struggle, and therefore his seamonkey's extra salty water substitute is a perfectly consensual household to forever garnish their frosted gills. Hence his slogan for his run as the president of PETA - "Fauna deserve facials too". Luckily for you however, I'm going to take that graffiti he's scrawled into his rapper grill with blood aerosols and chiselled ham, and wipe my cultured taint with it. And by cultured, I mean science is trying to cure diseases with the growths that keep trying to ejector seat on it without leaving a tip, or a thank you note, and thank you is a regional dialect for saying steamed hammy ransoms in my part of space junk jettisoned New York. But if you really want to, I'll show the rest of your dogs how to position themselves yoggally downwards with the power of nothing but my breakdancing fingerbones in front of this pulsating sensual object attempting to stimulate our relaxed, irreversibly limp cankle rolls into standing to attention for the squid squeezing ovation we'll have to give our oncoming sky crabs to help them find their smile again, and if not that, at least lace up their hentai mittens again for another round of suction cup mojo sins that did not get erased even though Walt Disney died for, or potentially because of them. Don't uncrunchy your roll while driving, kids. Please god, especially not kids. You shouldn't be doing either of those things until you're at least 18. Hell, scratch that, at least 22 feet tall because at least you can stretch 2D women in power point by the pale blue circular weakpoints to reach your cloudy mullet level, whereas the stretching you'd accidentally inflict upon real women should be reserved for what's underneath Wrex's apocalyptic prank pants, with Jackass season 79 levels of yanking the creampie crust to its cheshire cat but hopefully toothless smile breaking point desperation. I just hope Steve-O's sobriety and born again Christ heist member has returned enough plasticity to his famished, glutton of a gooch goliath genetics to take one for the team here, if not - if they rebuilt shepard, they can pull a functional high capicity, junk accommodating bagpuss from the rubble here, if a little aesthetically brutalist.
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