WHAT!!??
A seventh one? Dammit, Krinkels! This thing gave me an aneurism, a hemhorage, three seizures, a heart attack, and a colon inversion, and you promise me MOAR? That was the thing I found most shocking about it. I was only promised six. Smooth transitions into seamless scenes of ass-kickery, Tricky falls off the cliff, the 1337 crew is defeated, and Hank is victorious. All in a day's work. WRONG. After i recovered from my sweet-ass battleaxe rampage massacre induced stroke, another one is promised. I'm foaming at the mouth, and I love you for it. First person, 3D, and canyon jumping exploding clown trains isn't enough for you. This truly is madness.
FGSFDS