See, my instinct when I'm down in the tunnels and I hear a feral ghoul (or, in this case, a trogg) snarl is to bring up VATS, take a deep breath, walk around the room a few times and pee myself before resuming.
Pittsburgh natives will recognize the discolored South Tenth Street Bridge in the opening sequence. I was also hoping that I'd hear a mutated John Madden demanding a pullback blimp shot of "... the confluence!!!" probably the most clichéd establishing shot in the history of televised sports.
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