Silence. A strong smell of cigarettes emits from the house. D*** smokers. I'm just kind of perched up on a kitchen counter, waiting. Any minute now a fool is going to come running in, unprepared for what's coming. I just know it. I can smell it- oh, nevermind, that's the cigarettes smell. D*** smokers. Oh, what's that? I heard something, err, someone. Hmm, the B****** is muttering about them s***ty campers. Ha, the fools.
I guess that one possible kill got away. I don't hear him no more. That's too bad, considering that I'm currently losing. Lucky a** top-scorer. There's a whole ton of fruitflies in here... d*** smokers. Maybe it's about time I snuck around like a ninja (since I did pick that out as one of my perks), and shoot a few kills. Oh, there's a b**** right there, "Hey, b****!"
D***, I just remembered that I'm not supposed to be giving away my position. Well, the lucky f*** got away undamaged. D*** smokers.
So... I'm strolling around, all ninja like, when I spot this r*****. He's just freaking out; jumping around, and crawling. What a dumb b******. I'll just kind of- What the f***? He just- That- What the f***? Urggh, curses! How did he- What the f****! D*** smokers!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my opinion on the way some people play Call Of Duty: Black Ops. I do not mean to offend anyone, and I disclaimer this. I'm sorry if you do find this offencive, but the idea was too good to give up. (I'm thinking of making a collague like thing of these kinds of short stories. If you think I should, please leave a comment saying so.) I appreciate comments/reviews. And the idea of someone freaking out... I got it from the way I play THE GAME. I just kind of try sniping people from the ground, crawling, and stuff like that. And I have had some peoples say stuff about it. I can't say they were complimenting me... On a last note, I doubt many people will find this funny, (but my weird sense of humour enables me to find it a bit amusing), anyways, thanks for reading this.