Claptrap’s already talking too much, Bullymongs are everywhere, and I’m pretty sure that ice cream man just tried to kill me.

“So… you want to hear a story, huh?”

This game still hits harder than a shotgun blast to the face.

Welcome to Pandora, part 1.

First loot chest. First white-rarity pistol that I’ll somehow use for 10 levels. First time hearing “CATCH-A-RIIIDE” like it’s a religious experience.