Grand Theft Auto is a video game series I am destined to keep on buying. I don’t mean that when a new one comes out I buy it. I mean I buy several copies of the same game. It’s like I have a problem or something.
Playing Grand Theft Auto V.
I Like Michael.
Trevor is funny but a little too crazy. He makes me want to run over cyclists. Franklin is okay. He’s no CJ, but he’s cool.
I spend most my time playing as Michael. He’s an ‘every man’ kinda guy. He’s relatable.
Just today he managed to get out of the sticks and back into his own home. He was miserable, living in a shitty trailer type thing with Trevor and his kidnapped, senior citizen girlfriend. He blamed his troubles on others yet sought out to fix them himself.