Death By Robots - Review: Saints Row: The Third

Picture the scene; you are dressed a fat, Hispanic Lady Gaga, riding a gladiator’s wagon pulled along by a pimp who has more than likely just been raped. Pursued by groups of blood thirsty gimps, you grab hold of a machine gun and start shooting wildly. Bizarrely, the human-drawn carriages explode upon enough gunfire, although no petrol or engines are visible and you charge towards freedom.

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