Hey, everybody, what's up?

It's your PlayStation fan boy.

You ain't got shit Xbox.

We got all exclusives. We got Last of Us. We got cool. What are you talking about? It's all cool as hell over here. We're playing rock and rock and roll music and stuff to you. You got nothing, Xbox. You got nothing. Oh, damn. You don't want to fuck with me. I'm fucking loco. You're going to mess with the Xbox family? You think the ex crew's going to sit down

when we got Viva Pignada and that Fable Connect game where you have to like lash horses in real time?

You fucking idiot? Oh, that was your dad when I was busting him from the backside.

That was the noises he was making, man.

He was making fucking covenant noises, all right?

Do you understand?

Xbox rules.

Sony is for elitist Nipon droolers.

Could you guys keep it down?

I'm trying to let my animals sleep in their village on my switch, okay? And you're

screaming at each other. Shut the fuck up, you casual piece of shit. I will end you. Why are you a baby?

You're a baby and you're, you have an alternative lifestyle that I don't respect. I'm writing a tumbler post. I'm writing a tumbler post right now about you, bro.

Right now. Do you know what happened

to my grandma when she asked me if I wanted to play

wee bowling? I shattered her spine

like I was doing a cool

ultra-combo in the hit fighting game

killer instinct. That's right. We're

here to talk to you about the console

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