FUCK THESE BALLS, WATCH THEM GO! When I watch them go, I think to myself "hmmm wow, what a treat!", But after about, oh, I don't know, ONE FUCKink LEVEL I just about had as much as I could take. Now, *a la inspector gadget* Lets start the re-view shall we. Now then, if you would notice the score I gave this turkey shit pile of fuck, you would assume that I didn't have very much fun at all, but in fact, I dad. You could even say this game captured my command center, and placed its boobs between my cock. I noticed this game had a severe lack of prethamulated amulite, and even to notice so much as the non-existent sperving bearings. The modial interaction between my dick and this asshole-combined-with-pussy game caused a shit ton of magneto reluctance! I would even go as far as to say as well as Wallace. not even once. Now, lets be honest with ourselves (lets face the music) (lets pay the piper) (brass tax) (lets not beat around the bush) (lets quit pussy footing around the subject) (lets let the cat out of the bag) (lets measure our treasure) I FUCKIN HATE THIS GAME!!!!! and to be honest, im creen with ancker. I played this game at 7:39 pm on a monday (JUNETHEENTH OF ALL FUCKIN THINGS) during my familys annual Juneteenth ***** slam bbq, and my uncle moe overheard the ruckus of me LOSING MY FUCKIN MARPLES (not too dissimilar as to be compared to marple hornits). Subsequently, my auntie yelnats, so bespoke with grief, smacked the black off my neck (THATS ALOT OF BLACK). Overcome with such pain and suffering, i browned my knickers and threw up from sobbing so hard in front of the whole fucken family. Maybe if i partook in the annual offerings of our familys bbq, such as chitterlinks marlecules or such therein, my uncle moe and auntie yelnats wouldnt have had to emparassed me in front of the WHOLE FAMIRY. As i lay in my putrid puddle of embarassment pudding, i think to myself; "maybe i can make things WHITE again.". So then, a la "dante" from "devils might cry", i do a dash move out of my loathe-stew, and with quisssussession make a recovery to my bedrum. In my chambers finally, i went onto b*g*z.n*t and then looked up videos pertaining but not limited to my favorite black super hero, maxo kream. I watched as he danced his big boisterous belly to the love-harkening tune "fat blacc twins". I then became so overwrought with joyous emotion (like a title wave), i became to stroke feverishly, and for once in my life, with purpose. My goal was to eject a white miasma from my pale, chicken skinned erection. (that is beautiful ok). I then placed a leash around my new milk of human kindness, and brought it before the family in the grass laden backyard bash. Uncle moe, spotting my catastrophe ballet, began to weep as if he whatever who cares. Aunty yelnats, absolutely creen wtih envy at my ability to sweep her husband with emotion (they are in a loveless marriage), looked at me like a trash bag thats had a bad day. It was then at this moment, that everypony at the packyard pash, realized I had got it back in blood. EVERY FUCKIN FAMILY MEMBER hit theyre knees those fuckign pricks, at my leather textured toes, just WAITING IN LINE to apologize for what they did to me. Each one of them dropped an offering into my milky miasma's mouth, whether that be MONEY or JEWLS. I then thought back to the genesis of this whole pickle, that damn fucken game. This marple based game was not only the cause of much greaf, but also the cause of much love and adoration for me, the underappreciated underling of the family. Needles to say, this game was ok and im honored to be given the prifflatch to play this "ball-like". I dare any person or person-like-entity to find a game with as much creener balls. Thats my re-view, Ebony Warchester Of Sanghelios out, and big fat lady on channel eighty to you, dear reader. Delete this game.

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Much more addicting and fun than I expected

this could be a real good mobile game

I played this game to relax and become more experienced at helping kidnappers