Snippet #1063894

"Woohoo! Try to catch me now, filthy capitalist policemen! I'm talking to you, Hearst! Yeah, that's right, five stars, you bunch of incompetent law enforcers! I've owned a ferret that could have enforced the law better than you!"

Psycho's voice echoed through the house as he sat in the basement, his little gaming room, an XBox 360 controller in his gloved hands. There was a HDTV on a shelf, and an Xbox 360 and a PS3, as well as a PS2, PS1, and an NES (Psycho was always one for nostalgia) were under the TV. On the screen, Niko Bellic was in a 70s Mustang blaring out the Russian station, firing with an SMG at a police car that was fruitlessly chasing him. On the floor lay the case to GTA4, which Psycho, seated on a comfortable leather couch, was currently playing.

"Yeah, set up your little SWAT blockades, I'll swat you capitalists down like the flies you are!"

His yelling died down as he promptly drove the Mustang into the side of the SWAT truck; one of the SWAT soldiers then pulled Niko out of the car, and shot him. Psycho furiously chucked the controller at the floor, and stood up dramatically.

"You'll rue the day! Do you hear me, Houston? You'll rue the day!"