So Brian it seems your head shots get more points write is only 99% true. For oh the things I am about to do. This might make some turn blue and yes all these Face it Facts are somewhat true.
The day started off like any other one, as the cat was going about his fun. But suddenly I had the urge to rob a bank. I went in with enough weapons to stop a tank. Things were going fine and I also brought some friends of mine. But once we had the loot, Miss Wrinkles had to hoot.
More guys came from all over the place. Yet I was invulnerable and simply shot them in the face. I decided why bag the money and to instead be kind of funny. So I latched my helicopter, which appeared out of thin air, to the vault and lifted off with such flair.
Then some bad guy tripped me up and went on his stereotypical rant without a hiccup. Now it was on. So I leaped out of his pretty plane and landed on his lawn. He saw me as no threat and I was about to make him lose that bet. For once I got a hideout all decked out and turned green giving an Incredible Hulk shout, the strat really hit the fan. Oops! I ran over another man.
Don't worry he simply vanished into thin air like he did not even care. I stole a poor lady's car, yet it blew up and did not get me very far. The cops had me wanted, so I went streaking and taunted. Some big puss bucket guy wanted to crush me and I gave him a face full of bullets for free. But Puss Bucket kept coming, with the grunting he was humming.
He toppled over of lead poisoning I guess, the place was a real mess. Did I mention my satellite that can shoot rockets? I used it to shoot old ladies and steal their lockets. As I Need A Hero blared from my car. Yes, I stole that from outside some bar. All these guys seemed ticked off and they began to scoff. They chased me all over town wanting my saintly crown.
The I went inside my hideout and even though they could still see me and kept up their vile shout, POOF. They all disappeared as I took the elevator to the roof. I decided I was the Hulk and so full of bulk. So I jumped off the roof with such pride. Damn! I think I died. Nope, I guess not. After a mere $500, which was not a whole lot, I was back alive. Who knew it was so easy to beat a death dive?
I remembered what Brian said and so I shot some business looking people in the head. I think one was a politician of some sort and another was a whiny guy who played a sport. So don't give them too much pity. They were quite whiny and not at all witty. I did get more points too. Brian, that's when I was about to thank you.
But the gun in my paw slipped, as over a dead body I tripped. Those things just don't disappear fast enough and holding guns with paws is just tough. Anyway it went off at the next guy and shot him between the legs, no lie. And guess what? I got more points than if I shot him in the head or butt.
Crotch shots get more points is a new low. But that is what happens when you walk down Saints Row. Now if you are a noob, don't be a boob. None of this was real. So the cat has no psycho serial killer deal. I just caused tons of damage in mass and then Pat pulled the plug on my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.