As many of you know, I play Counter-Strike. I go by the alias of noservice, due to circumstances in my life that more often then not leave me hanging with "no service". Anyways, We have a hardcore group of guys here at the college that play just about every day. Ken Yanish is one of those hardcore gamers and for his Old Testament Poetry class he wrote a poem about me. I am honored to share it with you, the fools today.


Raging Roar

Ripped to shreds by a freshman, I want to frag him

Absolutely crushed, I can’t beat him

Gunned by Darrell, I practice angrily to win.

Irritated by defeat, his victory taunts me.

Nagged by my loss, I find his win insulting.

Gunned down by noservice, I train to defeat him.

Rifles are his weapon of choice, with which gives him control of the map.

Owning an M16, Aztec is under his power

Armed with an ak-47 he is an unstoppable army

Ripped to shreds by a freshman I want to frag him

-Ken Yanish

  posted by Darrell @ 1:41 AM