As much as I like Ed, no crying into my shirt . That isn't I'm not what the fuck am I supposed to do? I punch things. And occasionally make them explode. You're making me soft. And in the other game? You slipped up and had me say my actual name to Kyle. My name . I am not that careless. Granted, shiny green Jesus there probably would have said it himself given enough time, but that would be his mistake, not mine. Once Nygma calms down he's going to realize who I am. And there goes the... read more
