Skull Humping Jockeys

After massing many frustrations in online gaming with MW2, duchee purchased an early Christmahanakwanzikah gift, Left 4 Dead 2.

Let's scroll through a weekend of gaming with Mrs Low:

Friday:  Clan night.  Most excellent drunken debauchery.  Got some MP in.  Must give props to DV Handy and Bigstorm who verbally threatened a gamer who used every known insult in the book at me over MW2 lobby.  We're talkin, female dog, See You Next Tuesday, be in the kitchen, girl gamers are morbidly obese, hairy lesbians with a lacking sex life...Oh yah.

BTW my fellow gamers:  It's jib812.  Feel free to spam a sexist verbal rapist.  You have my permission.

Saturday:  A wee bit of the DEAR GOD DEPRESSING campaign of MW2.  Kids, not to play,  it could make one suicidal.  Gameplay and attention to detail blew my mind.  Saw the UFC fight (Forrest Won over I-got-herpes-from-Jenna Tito).  Then...Left 4 Dead 2.

L4D2 is an ass kicking, controller throwing, screaming in your mic....good time.  If the first was easy, this will be your ass raping game.  Normal feels at the old's advanced level, however on single player, it's not toooo difficult.  I would personally suggest a playthrough on Easy, to get the maps down (and quick exit routes).

Sunday:  More of the same.  See Saturday, minus the UFC.

Exciting, no?  Well, work is riding me hard, giddy-up, and thankfully, it's a 3 day work week. 

All for now, it's lunch!

Ti Amo,

COULOW