This is a very enjoyable mod, with one absolutely ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ unbearable issue. We are all aware the AUG is the best weapon in the mod, but the chances it appears out of the box are the smallest numerical possibility that the black ops 3 engine can understand. Lets quickly discuss the circumstances of which a player may come across the elusive AUG.
Wake up. Despite being absolutely piss drunk, and we are talking sleep on the floor and piss in the corner of your room drunk, your chipper as a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ 12 year old who just stole some adderall from their parents medicine cabinet.

You go to take a much needed piss and discover that your ♥♥♥♥ has magically grown 4+ inches overnight, and no longer has that slight leftward curve youd grown so accustomed to.
"Nice" you think. But wait, your luck is still on the come up, and your about to hit a peak like the lawyer in the bathtub in Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, without the acid and ether.

You walk down stairs and start to smell a wonderful aroma, what could that possibly be?
"Good morning sleepyhead, you were sure tired after last night" Says one female voice.
On the other side of the room, another, "God that was one wild night!"
Who are these two mystery women? None other than Megan Fox and Jennifer Anniston. Not just any Jennifer Anniston, but a genetically altered version that never ages out of her Friends era. The realization sets in that you had the most wild threesome the world could ever imagine. Jenny slaps a thick stack of chocolate chip pancakes on a plate, hands you a mimosa made with the bottle of Dom Perignon sitting on the counter. You smash down the pancakes, and take these two little rascals back to the bedroom and do the same.

After the wonderful hour of passionate love making with two of the most extravigant lays of the past 3 decades combined, little miss Meg reminds you of the obligation you promised the night before. What could that be? Oh thats right, theres an enormous concert taking place just an hour out of town that she got backstage passes for. Whos performing? Oh just a few local acts, some of whom were ressurected from the dead while you were in your drunken stupor. Aerosmith, Jimi Hendrix, The Rolling Stones, Metallica, Alice in Chains, Stevie Ray Vaughn, Prince, AC/DC and basically every other popular band of the past 60 years, playing at a venue over 15 stages.

After a wonderful event, recieving a signed guitar from Slash, a headband full of acid from Jimi, a few bumps with Stevie Ray and his brother Jimmy, and Elvis giving you the keys to Graceland and his Cadillac collection, you think.
"Damn, this days been pretty good so far."

On the way home Jumpin Jenny Anniston declares her wish for a Blue Slushy. After effortlessly sliding her Rolls Royce Phantom into a 7/11 parking lot, you go in to get it. You think,
"hey, powerballs pretty high."
You buy a ticket. A tv in the background, oh whats that? The drawing is right now? While checking out, you realize you just won the jackpot of 769 million dollars.
"haha, nice."

After such an action packed day, Meg and Jenny call you up to bed, but you want to play with the keys for a half hour or so before playing with the kitty, so to speak. You load up ole Trusy Black Ops 3 on a rig that apparently you won from Linus Tech Tips that just happened to be delivered and fully assembled for you that day.

You decide to play the tried and true, Kino Der Toten. As your loading in you think,
"Man, what strat will I rock with today..."
You play through the first few rounds, and despite it being physically impossible in the games coding, pull either a max ammo or a double points from every zombie.
"Huh, thats weird" you think.
You go to leave the starting room with a seemingly impossible 28,000 points on round 4. Upstairs, obviously, you have class. And of ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ course, the box is in the first room.
On the first spin, like Adam reaching out to touch God's hand and finally grabbing that stupid ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ finger and yanking the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ off his flying clam, the AUG HBAR sits there, menacingly, a stark indicator of all that is well and good in this cruel world. For that moment, everything else about your seemingly fantastic day, in an otherwise pityful, meaningless life means nothing.
There is nothing but you, and the AUG HBAR, your trusy sidekick, your Trigger. The unexplored depths of your mind begin to awaken, and you suddenly feel enlightened.
A Robert Frost poem comes to mind quickly, a passing thought.
"The Woods are Lovely, Dark and Deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep."
You shed a single tear, kill 3 zombies, and promply shut the computer down. Can't keep the ladies waiting much longer, you dont want them to start without you.

To you, you lucky AUG HBAR getting bastard. Yeah, I am talking to you. Go ♥♥♥♥ yourself.