And here I was, enjoying my evening, when suddenly someone comes and says that kratos is Brazillian. WAIT, what? That happened less than a 100 km away from my house? What the fuck is that? I'm gonna go there and punch this guy. Or hug him. I don't know, really.
Next thing you know, Kratos will be doing mall tours and giving handjobs behind the Dairy Queen to pay for rent.
After killing all the greek gods, he's now doing freelance jobs marketing the licensed games about his life.
At first I was terrified because Kratos will kill everything.
But then I realized he was in Brazil, so you guys are screwed and not me.
But then I realized he was in Brazil, so you guys are screwed and not me.

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