Yikes. Yahtzee kind of quite likes Red Dead, but also sort of hates it too. He makes some good points, but sadly he's wrong about all of them and is now sat in the corner of my lounge with a dunces hat on spinning in concentric circles while a midget hits him in the face with a badly battered fake Mars Bar. Made of cheese. Whilst stood on a ladder. He's been funny though so I will be feeding him.
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