iHate: Xbox 360 Douchebags

I hate those extremely good players that are on Xbox Live. They play Halo or Call of Duty, and that's basically their whole life. They spend weeks and weeks practicing and playing non stop, so by the time anyone else plays with them, they just don't even give you a chance. They are so good that they get over half of the kills for their entire team. They kill you over and over and seem to have entered in some sort of cheat codes, so that they get 1 shot kills, while you sit there and try to chase them with bullets as they are jumping around avoiding them all and probably laughing at you.




By the end of the match, they are ready to start the smack talking (which they deserve of
course) because they just raped your entire team, but they are complete ass holes about it. They tell you to suck their dicks, fuck off, go kill yourself, etc.. Its totally inappropriate and rude. Then when you try to counter by pointing out that they spend all their time on Xbox and obviously have no life besides it, they just have a stupid remark and once again tell you to suck it. Even though most people might want to just ignore it, it is pretty hard to not get offended or a little angry. You know they are huge nerds with no life's outside of Xbox, but you want THEM to hear you say it and you want everyone to know and believe it. They don't care, and even if they do, they won't show it, instead they will tell you to do something gross to them (which makes them sound homosexual; and there is nothing wrong with that).

Maybe instead of increasing your head shots on COD, you should go get a girlfriend, get a job, or go to school. I hate Xbox Live douchbags, and little xbox fan-boys. You make playing xbox live no fun and actually make it painful. Eventually, you will become old and will lose your quick reflexes, and when that day happens, I want to be there to point and laugh at you after getting 3 kills on Halo. Apparently, just because you killed more people than me in that game, I must be a "little bitch." That's right, even though you are probably a 300lb 26 year old living in your parent's basement with mountains of empty monster cans around you and empty pizza boxes everywhere, I am the loser.

Love,
Cooper