pink cookies in a plastic bag getting crushed by buildings...

i poo poo'd SeriouslyAWESOME when he started posting screen caps of his Game Summaries. i made him promise that one screencap upload a week was his limit. when vertigoAnton joined in, i rolled my eyes. here we go i thought, here's another navel glazing blog. "great," i said under my breathe. how could we establish an objective, hard hitting blog about the amazing minutia and vast wonders of the COD:MW2 game culture if all we end up doing is sucking our own cocks?

well, here we are.

yep, read em' and weep boys. you read that correctly, 22 - zip. if vertigoAnton wasn't there on my team to witness it, even if i told myself in a afternoon dream after some really good Hurry Curry that i just ripped trough a 22-0 game...well, i would call myself a fucking liar and tell myself to wake up from my stupid dream. well suck it self, i got pics to prove the momentous occasion!

Team Death Match Express, Wasteland, Scavenger Pro, Cold Blooded, and Ninja Pro. a single 1887 as my secondary that never once saw the day of light. FMJ riding on My Wife, the EBR, since i wasn't using Stopping Power. started the match WAY slow with not getting my first kill until a full minute must have past. normally i get bored and just start running into into the death trap tunnels and get blown away after killing someone. for some reason, this time enemies kept trying to creep around corners where i could easily pick them off one by one from the edge of the map and i never had a chance to get bored and bore down the center. there was absolutely no rhyme, reason, or stra'tegery to it.

i got in the zone and once that 5 killstreak popped for my Predator, IMMEDIATELY i dropped to my belly and let that fucker fly for another kill. one away from my Harrier and vertigoAnton outright STEALS an easy kill from me. this schlub careens out of one of the death trap tunnels square right into my crosshairs before he picks him off before i can. which is fine since i'll collect my stolen kills in deaths from him six fold. but back to my torrid story, i get another kill and unleash hot Harrier death upon the other team. i swear, i have NEVER gotten so many kills so fast and my Pave Low was out at the same time literally with my Harrier. so on one end of the map: Hot Harrier Death. on the other side of the map: my EBR of Murderous Mayhem. the sweet, delicious cherry on top? my Pave Low circling around to cover any uncovered terrain raining sexy death upon my enemies who've sworn to kill me at all cost.

Priceless.