Grand Theft Auto IV: Lost & Damned Member Review for the Xbox360

HOLY ****, this is the only game I own. It really takes the edge off my frustration of not being able to sucker punch people in the face while walking down the road in... um... reality...

For some strange reason, after I completed all of the missions in The Lost and Damned, my sociopathic avatar lost the abilty to throw a punch. I thought that maybe my controller was broken. Then, through the power of miracles, the little biker dude in my TV learned to punch again after several days of suffering from mild amnesia. It was a moot point, however, as my onscreen puppet-person had wondered into a pool hall and found himself a bludegeoning stick that was better than bare fists on any given day.

Thank you Rockstar for continuing to give me a simulated world in which to cruise around in and satisfy my pyschopathic tendencies, all while trying to make me believe the character who is carrying out these sick actions on the tele has a heart or a conscious or some hypocritical bullshit.

And is it just me... or do Terry and Clay seem a bit TOO close? And what's their beef with cars?