I was out kicking around town the other night and I saw VeNg3nCe^ on the street corner. Thinking we might have a cold beer or 2 over on the waterfront I ambled over his way. I must have really surprised him. As soon as he heard me behind him he whirled around a shot me, DEAD. I was like wtf? He must not have recognized as being from bf2s. Oh well.
Later that night I was up on the hill at North Bridge and saw him across the river. I really wanted to have a few beers with him and maybe pick up a few tips so I stood up and jumped around a little bit to get his attention. I guess that was my mistake, he must have thought I was a bunnyhopper and he was doing his good deed for the day when he shot me.
Fortunately there was a witch doctor around there and he came over gave my old heart a good kick start and I was up and going again. At least for a minute. I turned a corner and there was VeNg3nCe^. He didn't even bat an eye, just shot me dead again. I realized then that the only tips I was going to get from him was from the business end of an assault rifle.
I always thought it would be cool to hang with someone like him but now I don't know. Maybe he was just in a bad mood or maybe he hadn't been laid in a while, or maybe he didn't like the clothes I was wearing, I just don't know. One things for sure though, next time I see him, I'll just turn around and go the other way.
Later that night I was up on the hill at North Bridge and saw him across the river. I really wanted to have a few beers with him and maybe pick up a few tips so I stood up and jumped around a little bit to get his attention. I guess that was my mistake, he must have thought I was a bunnyhopper and he was doing his good deed for the day when he shot me.
Fortunately there was a witch doctor around there and he came over gave my old heart a good kick start and I was up and going again. At least for a minute. I turned a corner and there was VeNg3nCe^. He didn't even bat an eye, just shot me dead again. I realized then that the only tips I was going to get from him was from the business end of an assault rifle.
I always thought it would be cool to hang with someone like him but now I don't know. Maybe he was just in a bad mood or maybe he hadn't been laid in a while, or maybe he didn't like the clothes I was wearing, I just don't know. One things for sure though, next time I see him, I'll just turn around and go the other way.