When a few good men isn't good enough.

Now this is a story all about how my game got flipped turn upside down. And I'd like to take a minute just sit right there. I'll tell ya a story about some compressed air.

Payload Hightower was the name of the game. Pushin the cart I spent most of my days. Cuttin up ♥♥♥♥♥♥, spy checkin fools, burnin some scouts, what a bunch of noobs. Then I see a couple of guys, up to no good, starting up an uber in my neighborhood. I got just one kill off then I was fragged in the air. ♥♥♥♥ all this ♥♥♥♥, the teams are unfair.

I called up my homeboy and when he logged on we looked at each other and said these guys are done. If anything I could say our team was brain dead. But I'm not going to quit, I'll go pyro instead!

Pushing their cart was about seven or eight and I yelled to the enemies "Mhm!! MmmHMMMUMMM!" I pushed M2 and with a just a bit of a whiff, I sent their team off the edge of the cliff.