My girlfriend and I were playing Fallout 3, wandering through the wastes with no real aim. Suddenly, she stops and makes a noise of pure confusion- I look up and behold a slaver. Except…she’s white, blond hair, and she’s leading two black people behind her in raggedy clothing, on leashes.
Needless to say, we shot the slaver and disarmed their collars- they gave us a nice map marker and we cringed awkwardly//giggled//blinked in disbelief. I just…I…um…
…Um…Bethesda. Bethesda, really…?
Good Job, BethesDERP. Good job.
My mouth is all like ^^VV
But I guess I don’t have cavities…
…Even if most of my mouth is comprised of fillings at 24. Thanks Genetics.
BRB. Putting ice on my jaw, then gonna take the TARDIS back in time to reinvent teeth. God better be fucking ready for me to punch him for making such an obviously defective product.
YOU HEARD ME, GOD. ON GALLIFREY, OUR TEETH COME WITH WARRANTIES.
100 YEAR WARRANTIES!!!!!!
…Fuck it. I am so done with today.
When customers ask you questions even in the bathroom, you know customer service has gone too far.