Thursday, January 27, 2011
Damn CODBO, you addictive.
So I've got about seven hours played and good god. I've never had so much fun getting killed so much. There was plenty of yelling involved, suffice it say I tossed my mic off after a half hour to replace teamwork with yelling. AHHHHHHH! It's cathartic, and good for you. My roommates have never been so scared. I'd write more, but I've got to smoke a bowl and calm down with some combat training. I thought your K/D was supposed to increase with each COD game under your belt. Right now I'm at a pitiful .78 with a .59 W/L. I can feel myself getting obsessed; maybe signing up for spring classes was a bad idea.