- Wra7hofAchilles
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Me: "OMFG, Dude... wtf!"
AbolitionofMan: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to betray you."
Me: "That's the 4th time in this game alone!"
Chris: "Third, besides he had the flag I was trying to stop him, how was I supposed to know you were there."
Me: "I said, 'I got the Flag, don't shoot.'"
Chris: "Well those Wraith shots take a while to reach you."
Me: "You were right next to me, I had killed him and a minute passed before you decided to shoot."
Chris: "Hahahahaha, yeah... that was great."
Ok... seen a lot of "You suck at Halo when..." Etc. threads... thought I hadn't seen one of these... also... if this is spam sorry in advance Stosh/Shiska.
Too much Halo when...
If any of these describe you, then maybe you ought to lay off the Halo.
You start pondering the social status of the different Covenant races, and whether or not the grunts are happy working under the elite.
When you mistake your pet dog as a Jackal, and think it'll try to kill you.
You see an Airplane and think "Wow....what a strange looking dropship..."
You start yelling comments like the grunts, and you start to think you are one.
Constantly getting into your car on the left hand side due to thinking your jumping into an infantry grade warthog.
Whenever you leave the house you take controllers with you, usually at least one S and one Duke.
No more arguing over riding shotgun, everyone argues about riding gunner.
You have to make a concerted effort to avoid gunning your engine and running down pedestrians when driving to work. (They could have rocket launchers, y'know...)
You wake up at 2:34 in the morning, heart pumping and screaming: "Cover me, I have the flag!"
You wake up half asleep thinking you just respawned. When you do this you immediately run to where you know a better weapon should be, stubbing your toes on several common household items. Then you fall over in the kitchen, wondering why no-one is shooting at you.
I suddenly realized it should be too little Halo when. It all makes so much more sense.
You think nothing of shooting the petrol station clerk at close range with a shotgun, because you know he'll respawn fifteen seconds after you make off with the money from the register.
You convert your flatbed truck tray into a frictionless platform to provide a perfect seating position for a seated gun. Unfortunately a 50 cal rotating 3 cylinder gun can't be bought from your local convenience store.
Halo, In Your dreams. No seriously, dreaming halo. And trying to WHOMP anyone that shows their back to you.
When you start to think that Sniper rifles should be quieter...<SNIPE!>
When you strap some guns to the front of your ride on lawn mower and start shooting at everything that moves.
Take a makeshift AR that fires nerf darts, everywhere you go.
Replace your license plate to read M12 LRV.
You see a group of school kids and wonder how many you'd take out with a frag-grenade and then test the trajectory you'd throw it by lobbing a tennis ball in their direction.
You wake up in the middle of the night screaming "I AM NOT THE RECLAIMER!".
Your girlfriend dumps you because you kept asking her to dress up as Cortana.
And finally...
When you have sex with your girlfriend and when she has a multiple-orgasm you say “Killtacualar.”
Achilles