I’m pretty sure if I don’t buy this game, Gary Busey’s going to bite me on my face or something. There’s something about him that’s… I don’t know. Rabid. Not even in an ironic way, mind you. Just in a “Whoa, the fuck?” sort of way. Like in a “I’d cross the street if I saw him coming towards me on the sidewalk wearing one of those crazy-ass shirts of his” sort of way.

Thanks, Kotaku. I guess.