Saturday, May 08, 2010

I MISS L4D.

I really miss Left4Dead-ing.


I miss being puked on by a Boomer.


I miss being pummeled by a Charger.


I miss being tongue-wrapped by a Smoker.



I miss being scratched and torn to bits by a Hunter.


I miss being chased and flung into space by a Tank.


I miss being rode on by a Jockey.

Stop thinking dirty.


I miss startling a crying Witch and getting scratched to death by her nails.


See? We can always be friends with zombies :)

Peace.