Originally Posted by Crimson Death
You should probably explain why I was yelling like a retard.
I would guess it was one of those times where you shoot someone and they pull the "i dont know where that came from so it obviously doesnt count" hits.
I love those, especially when you yell at them to say your out, while they wipe and find paint and are like "who?? Me?? Thats mustard from my ham sandwich on my neck..."