7. Gimp Suit Mountaineering And Base Jumping
Rockstar knew what it was doing when it gave us the freedom to wear whatever clothes we wanted in San Andreas. They were letting the inmates take over the Asylum, allowing us to finish the tale of gangland woe without anything as constricting as trousers or dignity. And you know what? Good on them these games should be about choice, and if you choose to take to the streets dressed in the gimp-and-codpiece ensemble, then more power to you. Of course, this always led to increasingly insane situations only constrained by how imaginative/depraved the player was. Your common variety nutcase would take to the streets wielding a sex toy large enough to make even the most hardened (pun unintended) baulk in fear, and proceed to beat people to death with it like a demented cross between Pulp Fiction and Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels. Yet for we few, we happy few, there was always more insanity in the tank we'd scale Mount Chiliad in our finest PVC, grab the parachute and Sanchez bike atop its summit, and fling ourselves off the ramp, parachuting onto an unsuspecting motorhome armed with what I christened the annihilator before wailing on their bonnet. I know the driver of that vehicle wasn't a real person, but I would love to know what went through his mind at that point. After all, it's not every day it rains perverted gangsters, especially in the middle of goddamned nowhere.