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Vergil's too busy loling to care.
Yes, yes, we all have seen that atrocious trailer with that laughable imposter.
Trust Dante with my life? I wouldn't trust him to find his own ass with both hands and a map drawn in red crayon.
Were I my idiot brother and not busy slapping slapping myself in the face with my obvious retardation, I suppose something along the lines of 'Calm yo tits, I got this' would do. As I am not, and I am not so crude and crass as that idiot, let it rest with this: You know you will buy the game. You know you will play it. And you know you will most likely return it to the Gamestop (yes, I know what a Gamestop is, control your shock) nearest you for a refund, because I know how your mind works.

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