One of the problems with describing things that happen in Saints Row the Third is that everything you write just starts to sound like a demented Mad Lib. The green man in the gimp suit hit the luchador gang member in the crotch with an anime squid cannon.
The sheer madness of it all; The pure unadulterated fun; Inventive weapons and vehicles
A few boring sidemissions; That Steelport isn't more interesting; Going back to normal games