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~Lazarus~
Guest
Just found this on an *cough* alternative server
You're playing too much Counter-Strike if....
Your near term goals are to get a cable modem/ADSL.
Your signature block on official correspondence is hex edited.
You think about tactics in a free-flowing, and often disturbingly detailed manner.
As you are driving along, you study the terrain, analyzing where a sniper would set up
You watch pedestrians and gauge how much lag-lead you would use on them.
You move around your office cubicles taking advantage of cover, and occasionally taking a crouched position in the darker corners.
You are planning on changing your youngest son's name to Player.
Your gf/wife often hears you talking in your sleep, saying such things as "Enemy Spotted…Go! Go! Go!"
You now refer to a trainee that stutters as a lagger.
Lag is the time it takes you to get home from school/work to play CS.
When meeting people on the pavement or hallways, you often "jink" left or right to avoid them.
When loading your sons into the car, you say "stand by for insertion" and they know what that means.
Your six year old could explain the pros and cons of the M4A1 to newbies.
You have ordered a laser range finder to approximate the bullet drop to that damn noisy dog across the street.
Your wife/gf has to wear a balaclava/ski mask to get your attention.
You find yourself saying “Get outta there it’s genna blow!” to people who ‘lag’ in front of you while you’re trying to get somewhere in a hurry.
The beeping of the microwave sends you racing round the kitchen looking for the bomb.
You take 4 of your workmates hostage and line then up with thier backs against the only exit.
Whilst strolling around the supermarket you find yourself loooking for good places to camp..Hmmmmm behing the vegetable rack looks good.
You call the milkman a 'n00b' for being late.
You can no longer jerk off because you think your neighbour's a wallhacker.
You have counterstrike dreams.
You lock yourself in the garage, turn the lights off, sit on top off the car.....and wait.
You announce “Fire in the hole!” when you flush the toilet after a dump.
You're playing too much Counter-Strike if....
Your near term goals are to get a cable modem/ADSL.
Your signature block on official correspondence is hex edited.
You think about tactics in a free-flowing, and often disturbingly detailed manner.
As you are driving along, you study the terrain, analyzing where a sniper would set up
You watch pedestrians and gauge how much lag-lead you would use on them.
You move around your office cubicles taking advantage of cover, and occasionally taking a crouched position in the darker corners.
You are planning on changing your youngest son's name to Player.
Your gf/wife often hears you talking in your sleep, saying such things as "Enemy Spotted…Go! Go! Go!"
You now refer to a trainee that stutters as a lagger.
Lag is the time it takes you to get home from school/work to play CS.
When meeting people on the pavement or hallways, you often "jink" left or right to avoid them.
When loading your sons into the car, you say "stand by for insertion" and they know what that means.
Your six year old could explain the pros and cons of the M4A1 to newbies.
You have ordered a laser range finder to approximate the bullet drop to that damn noisy dog across the street.
Your wife/gf has to wear a balaclava/ski mask to get your attention.
You find yourself saying “Get outta there it’s genna blow!” to people who ‘lag’ in front of you while you’re trying to get somewhere in a hurry.
The beeping of the microwave sends you racing round the kitchen looking for the bomb.
You take 4 of your workmates hostage and line then up with thier backs against the only exit.
Whilst strolling around the supermarket you find yourself loooking for good places to camp..Hmmmmm behing the vegetable rack looks good.
You call the milkman a 'n00b' for being late.
You can no longer jerk off because you think your neighbour's a wallhacker.
You have counterstrike dreams.
You lock yourself in the garage, turn the lights off, sit on top off the car.....and wait.
You announce “Fire in the hole!” when you flush the toilet after a dump.
