ZING ZANG ZOOMPF! I got a bogey... no, two bogeys flanking the right perimeter. Take em down. Flash in! HOLD! Grenade in! HOLD! Move, Move! ZING ZING ZING ZANG BANG ZOOM SPPFFF SPFFF. I'm hit! I'm hit! Cover me! Cover fire!! AHHH!!! DIE YOU (editing for children) I WILL TOTALLY (more editing for children) UNTIL NEXT YEAR!! ZING ZING ZING NADE THEM!! NADE THEM!! I'VE BEEN BANGED! I CAN'T SEE COVER ME!! IT'S SO WHITE. click click I need to reload, cover! NO!!
The screen suddenly shows a view point different from that which it once was. A pink square flashes with the words "RESPAWN" next to it. You watch and see how the punk who just pwned your arse got the upper hand and totally took you to school. Hope you have your notepad out becuase this is COD, this is Call of Duty 4.
No, sorry grandpa, this ain't no PONG with your fancy paddles. This is a real man's video game. This is Team Deathmatch, this is Search and Destroy, this is seriously one of the most addicting and funnest games I have ever pushed buttons upon. Shut up Halo and your "Tea-bagging!" In this game, there is no time for pointless man on top of dead man gesturing. You do that here, and you mine as well just cook that Grenade till it blows up in your hand cause that's about how long you have to live SON! Matter of fact, why don't you come over here after you killed me... SUPRISE! POP POP +20 pts for me cause you didn't anticipate the Last Stand! Who's DYING NOW!! Both of us that's who you fool.
COD4 is seriously the most fun I've had with an online video game since my slight addiction back in 2003-04 with CounterStrike. CS was on the computer and was a blast playing with a man known only to me and the CS followers as Trelude (K. Ferg). Yeah, he was part of a Clan and let me play with them. It was fun while it lasted but Trelude had a self-intervention by removing his own computer from himself and I followed suit by moving back towards my PS2. But now COD4 has come through and opened my eyes to a world I knew only existed from text and conversations. A world where flashbangs blind you, grenades can be thrown back and the red dot is death trapped inside... a little... red dot?
Last Call
There is absolutely nothing better than the Last Call tonight. Perhaps an ice cold beer during a round of golf or maybe 6 foot waves on Lake Michigan in late July or could it be the way a baby smiles right before it drops a huge load in your hands while your holding it? No, nothing beats hot chocolate chip cookies with a cold glass of 2% milk. Yes, this is to you Hot Chocolate Chip Cookies with a Cold Glass of 2% Milk, may your awesomeness never be matched or beaten by a lesser foe.
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