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May. 15th, 2003 09:47 pmFor the last few days, G has been obsessed with a really quite remarkably unpleasant game: Postal 2. It allows you (indeed, encourages you) to wander round a small American town running errands and slaughtering anyone who annoys you, with spades, scissors, guns and whatever else comes to hand. It delights in being racist and offensive. Recently, G was complaining that he'd "run out of petrol" in the game. I said, "Oh, so you can drive in this game, can you?" "No, you can pour petrol over people and set light to them." Silly me.
The worst thing in this game is what it lets you do with cats.
The worst thing in this game is what it lets you do with cats.
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