Save the grenades for when you actually see people…Like THOSE guys!.Oh, damn, those are MY guys! Sorry! Was that FragFest76 who just called me a or was it that other guy? Cuz FragFest is totally on my team… I'm just gonna hang back here for awhile where nobody seems to be and try to get off a good sniper sh - Okay, there's a sniper somewhere sniping at me trying to be a sniper. But, you know, in retrospect, that probably wasn't so smart because now they'll know where I'm hid - Yeah, not smart. I don't think there's anybody in here, but I'm going to throw a grenade anyway - just, you know, for the hell of it…Oh, cool, complicated physics.
There's safety in numbers, but I'm gonna try this flanking thing instead and just make my way right around this cor - Really? Again?.All right, just breathe…Head into this room.
of a bitch! Where did that guy COME from?…Ok, at least I know that the right bumper throws grena - Dammit! Who the hell just shot me? That wasn't fair, I just respa - Jesus! All right, I see my team. Here, for those of you who may be interested, is a word-for-word transcription of my internal monologue upon respawning. Being the sniper that I am (read: "frag-fearing, fraidy-cat"), I immediately executed my timeless strategy of awkwardly zigg-zagging around the map, randomly pressing buttons before someone can shoot me directly in the face - which they manage to do roundabout the time that I've gotten around to what I believe was the right or left bumper. So it was with my typical suicide smile that I logged onto a multiplayer game of the upcoming, visually-stunning Call of Duty 4 and watched as my hopeful comrades - their names hovering gleefully in green above their soon-to-be-low-scoring heads - ran off into the bombed-out buildings of "Vacant," completely unaware of the unintentional traitor in their midst.
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