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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t8t2VxWLGbI>DON.Scratch 'little to no involvement' and just leave it at 'no involvement whatsoever', a developer as based as him wouldn't touch your dimension with a ten-foot pole. Why couldn't you have been born a MILFb8 angel and not a trainer who never scores?
So you wake up back in your dimension, only to find that you and your crew are now all tied up and stuff. Just over yonder is Mable departing with Trevor's still-comatose body. Houndoom's probably been recalled.
"OH COME ON! Who's bright idea was it to get us caught?!"
Alice nudges you with her shoulder, as her hands are tied up, "'m sorry poppy! I-I try'd 't fite back, b-but sh-she...
she pushed 'm on 't ground 'a-an it was all ova! I-I scraped 'm knee real bad 'an it hurts a lot...""Torc tor torrrr..."
A) Bitch out at Mable before she leaves.
B) Reflect over losing the chance of motorboating your face into angel spats--no homo.
C) "But I still won the battle, right?"
