I listen to lots of Lounge music and burn bucketloads of em to play in my car so.... theres this music group 'Thievery Corporation' that I started listening to and at that time I was driving down a really dusty road when the song 'Facing East' came up. I was grinning like a madman.
It just felt. Right. Humvee, Dusty Road, Goddamn stupid pedestrians (indigs) and actually checking the roads for IED's
I'm a nerd yeah
check the song yourself.
Thievery Corporation - Facing East (album is 'richest man in babylon)
You know you play to much PR when you are thinking ways to improve your skills and strategies while someone is talking to you. And you have no idea what they just finished saying.
When you wake up from having a very vivid dream of playing PR, thinking "Hang on a sec....wasn't I just?....when did I?....Whatever I'm gonna go play some more PR now."
When you see any group of people outside and quickly add up how many you could take out if you toss a grenade then surprise them.
When it's foggy outside you wonder why you aren't lagging from all the smoke nades people just got done spamming
When you wait alllllll day to tell your only other friend that plays PR about hte last match you had, and for 30 minutes traight you just talk about hte last matches you had and how many kills or revives you got and everyone on the subway is looking at you weird as you talk about how your squad got picked up here and dropped off there then took out these stupid chinese, or how you had 3 successful car bombs today
Proud n00b tub3r of 5 spam bots!
'[R-CON wrote:2Slick4U']That's like being the smartest kid with down syndrome.
When your walking to class and someone bumps into you and causes you to drop your books and you respond with...Fucking noobs go back to vanilla! or you run around to the backof your friends car and start looking on the ground for your crewman kit. or Everytime you get in your car you open the trunk and go through there.
Of course, first I have to save the hawt girl from my class...though I'll probably take a bullet in the end, only to survive miraculously. So the news can interview me while I'm recovering in the hospital, with a hot girl at my side and a lappy on my lap... *dreams*