xxSHOOTERxx

All are valid points you have made Boom. I'm not pointing fingers, because it is hard to prove when someone is "hacking". So, just because you may think someone is a excellent player doesn't mean they are not hacking. Yes I do get frustrated and even leave the game when I suspect someone is, that's just me. But, I also know that this is just a game and a form of "stress" relief for me. I'm not an all out "Pro" gamer nor do I care to be. I'm not even all that savey on computers for that matter. Now my brother on other hand is. He's a great Tech and game designer and has even designed maps that are played on COD. He has set up my computer for playing and is still adding to it. He has put a lag meter for me to watch in game. He has told me that you can even watch that meter and if you have someone hacking close to you it will read large lag spikes which the lag spikes slow you down, thus making it easier to be killed. I have seen this happen to me a few time in game and it is usually players that aren't regulars playing and it's very noticable. Now as for camping yes, I do camp and prolly more than I run and gun it's just me and the way I was trained in the real world. When you're up against numbers, it means more eyes watching an area meaning any and all sudden movements are detected and detections mean probability of being shot at, by more than one person making chances of being killed or wounded more likely. Whether this makes since in game hell, I don't know it's just my instinct. Now for the big problem COMPLAINING. What to hell good is complaining? One: I don't think you admins are paid. Two: you don't want to spend all your time reading a hundred complaints from every Tom, Dick That's Hairy and then spend the rest of "your" playing time trying to figure it out. Three: 95 out of 100 are bull$h!t complaints anyway ( unless it's me complaining, mine are all 100% legit...lol).  One last thing before y'all kick my sorry a$$ off the board and drop all chances of me ever becoming a clan member. I'm sure some spectating is is needed, but when the server is full and you have 11 players in game and 20 spectating with players trying to get into the server to play, I think the line needs to be drawn there and less spectating, so that player can actually come into the server and enjoy playing the game. Just my opinion. I will end on this note. I have been playing on your servers for a few years now and  just joined the site a few weeks ago and have met a lot of fantastic people and have even enjoyed a few games on here and hope to enjoy even more. I even hope that I can help y'all make these server stay active and fun to enjoy for a long time to come. Thanks for all the fun!

A young naval student was being put through the paces by an old sea captain.
"What would you do if a sudden storm sprang up on the starboard?"
"Throw out an anchor, sir," the student replied.
"What would you do if another storm sprang up aft?"
"Throw out another anchor, sir."
"And if another terrific storm sprang up forward, what would you do then?" asked the captain.
"Throw out another anchor, sir."
"Hold on," said the captain. "Where are you getting all those anchors from?"
"From the same place you're getting your storms

A young naval student was being put through the paces by an old sea captain.
"What would you do if a sudden storm sprang up on the starboard?"
"Throw out an anchor, sir," the student replied.
"What would you do if another storm sprang up aft?"
"Throw out another anchor, sir."
"And if another terrific storm sprang up forward, what would you do then?" asked the captain.
"Throw out another anchor, sir."
"Hold on," said the captain. "Where are you getting all those anchors from?"
"From the same place you're getting your storms

A young naval student was being put through the paces by an old sea captain.
"What would you do if a sudden storm sprang up on the starboard?"
"Throw out an anchor, sir," the student replied.
"What would you do if another storm sprang up aft?"
"Throw out another anchor, sir."
"And if another terrific storm sprang up forward, what would you do then?" asked the captain.
"Throw out another anchor, sir."
"Hold on," said the captain. "Where are you getting all those anchors from?"
"From the same place you're getting your storms

A young naval student was being put through the paces by an old sea captain.
"What would you do if a sudden storm sprang up on the starboard?"
"Throw out an anchor, sir," the student replied.
"What would you do if another storm sprang up aft?"
"Throw out another anchor, sir."
"And if another terrific storm sprang up forward, what would you do then?" asked the captain.
"Throw out another anchor, sir."
"Hold on," said the captain. "Where are you getting all those anchors from?"
"From the same place you're getting your storms

A little old lady went to buy cat food. She picked up three cans, but was told by the clerk, "I'm sorry, but we can't sell this to you without proof you have a cat. Too many seniors are buying cat foot to eat. Management wants proof that you are buying this for your cat." So the lady went home, brought in her cat and was sold the cat food. . . . The next day, she tried to buy two cans of dog food and was again told she couldn't buy them without proof. So the lady went home, brought in her dog and was sold the dog food. . . .One day later, she brought in a box with a hole in the lid and asked the cashier to stick her finger in the hole. The cashier said, "No, you might have a snake in there." The lady assured her that there was nothing in the box that would harm her. So the cashier put her finger into the box, quickly pulled it out and exclaimed, "That smells like crap." . . . The lady replied, "It is. I want to buy two rolls of toilet paper."

A little old lady went to buy cat food. She picked up three cans, but was told by the clerk, "I'm sorry, but we can't sell this to you without proof you have a cat. Too many seniors are buying cat foot to eat. Management wants proof that you are buying this for your cat." So the lady went home, brought in her cat and was sold the cat food. . . . The next day, she tried to buy two cans of dog food and was again told she couldn't buy them without proof. So the lady went home, brought in her dog and was sold the dog food. . . .One day later, she brought in a box with a hole in the lid and asked the cashier to stick her finger in the hole. The cashier said, "No, you might have a snake in there." The lady assured her that there was nothing in the box that would harm her. So the cashier put her finger into the box, quickly pulled it out and exclaimed, "That smells like crap." . . . The lady replied, "It is. I want to buy two rolls of toilet paper."

A little old lady went to buy cat food. She picked up three cans, but was told by the clerk, "I'm sorry, but we can't sell this to you without proof you have a cat. Too many seniors are buying cat foot to eat. Management wants proof that you are buying this for your cat." So the lady went home, brought in her cat and was sold the cat food. . . . The next day, she tried to buy two cans of dog food and was again told she couldn't buy them without proof. So the lady went home, brought in her dog and was sold the dog food. . . .One day later, she brought in a box with a hole in the lid and asked the cashier to stick her finger in the hole. The cashier said, "No, you might have a snake in there." The lady assured her that there was nothing in the box that would harm her. So the cashier put her finger into the box, quickly pulled it out and exclaimed, "That smells like crap." . . . The lady replied, "It is. I want to buy two rolls of toilet paper."

A little old lady went to buy cat food. She picked up three cans, but was told by the clerk, "I'm sorry, but we can't sell this to you without proof you have a cat. Too many seniors are buying cat foot to eat. Management wants proof that you are buying this for your cat." So the lady went home, brought in her cat and was sold the cat food. . . . The next day, she tried to buy two cans of dog food and was again told she couldn't buy them without proof. So the lady went home, brought in her dog and was sold the dog food. . . .One day later, she brought in a box with a hole in the lid and asked the cashier to stick her finger in the hole. The cashier said, "No, you might have a snake in there." The lady assured her that there was nothing in the box that would harm her. So the cashier put her finger into the box, quickly pulled it out and exclaimed, "That smells like crap." . . . The lady replied, "It is. I want to buy two rolls of toilet paper."

A little old lady went to buy cat food. She picked up three cans, but was told by the clerk, "I'm sorry, but we can't sell this to you without proof you have a cat. Too many seniors are buying cat foot to eat. Management wants proof that you are buying this for your cat." So the lady went home, brought in her cat and was sold the cat food. . . . The next day, she tried to buy two cans of dog food and was again told she couldn't buy them without proof. So the lady went home, brought in her dog and was sold the dog food. . . .One day later, she brought in a box with a hole in the lid and asked the cashier to stick her finger in the hole. The cashier said, "No, you might have a snake in there." The lady assured her that there was nothing in the box that would harm her. So the cashier put her finger into the box, quickly pulled it out and exclaimed, "That smells like crap." . . . The lady replied, "It is. I want to buy two rolls of toilet paper."

A little old lady went to buy cat food. She picked up three cans, but was told by the clerk, "I'm sorry, but we can't sell this to you without proof you have a cat. Too many seniors are buying cat foot to eat. Management wants proof that you are buying this for your cat." So the lady went home, brought in her cat and was sold the cat food. . . . The next day, she tried to buy two cans of dog food and was again told she couldn't buy them without proof. So the lady went home, brought in her dog and was sold the dog food. . . .One day later, she brought in a box with a hole in the lid and asked the cashier to stick her finger in the hole. The cashier said, "No, you might have a snake in there." The lady assured her that there was nothing in the box that would harm her. So the cashier put her finger into the box, quickly pulled it out and exclaimed, "That smells like crap." . . . The lady replied, "It is. I want to buy two rolls of toilet paper."

Three men died on Christmas Eve and were met by Saint Peter at the pearly gates.
 
'In honor of this holy season' Saint Peter said, 'You must each possess something that symbolizes Christmas to get into heaven.'
 
 
The Englishman fumbled through his pockets and pulled out a lighter. He flicked it on. 'It's a candle', he said.
 
'You may pass through the pearly gates' Saint Peter said.
 
The Scotsman reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys. He shook them and said, 'They're bells.'
 
Saint Peter said 'You may pass through the pearly gates'.
 
The Irishman started searching desperately through his pockets and finally pulled out a pair of women's panties.
 
St. Peter looked at the man with a raised eyebrow and asked, 'And just what do those symbolize?'
 
The paddy replied, 'These are Carols.'

Three men died on Christmas Eve and were met by Saint Peter at the pearly gates.
 
'In honor of this holy season' Saint Peter said, 'You must each possess something that symbolizes Christmas to get into heaven.'
 
 
The Englishman fumbled through his pockets and pulled out a lighter. He flicked it on. 'It's a candle', he said.
 
'You may pass through the pearly gates' Saint Peter said.
 
The Scotsman reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys. He shook them and said, 'They're bells.'
 
Saint Peter said 'You may pass through the pearly gates'.
 
The Irishman started searching desperately through his pockets and finally pulled out a pair of women's panties.
 
St. Peter looked at the man with a raised eyebrow and asked, 'And just what do those symbolize?'
 
The paddy replied, 'These are Carols.'

Three men died on Christmas Eve and were met by Saint Peter at the pearly gates.
 
'In honor of this holy season' Saint Peter said, 'You must each possess something that symbolizes Christmas to get into heaven.'
 
 
The Englishman fumbled through his pockets and pulled out a lighter. He flicked it on. 'It's a candle', he said.
 
'You may pass through the pearly gates' Saint Peter said.
 
The Scotsman reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys. He shook them and said, 'They're bells.'
 
Saint Peter said 'You may pass through the pearly gates'.
 
The Irishman started searching desperately through his pockets and finally pulled out a pair of women's panties.
 
St. Peter looked at the man with a raised eyebrow and asked, 'And just what do those symbolize?'
 
The paddy replied, 'These are Carols.'

Three men died on Christmas Eve and were met by Saint Peter at the pearly gates.
 
'In honor of this holy season' Saint Peter said, 'You must each possess something that symbolizes Christmas to get into heaven.'
 
 
The Englishman fumbled through his pockets and pulled out a lighter. He flicked it on. 'It's a candle', he said.
 
'You may pass through the pearly gates' Saint Peter said.
 
The Scotsman reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys. He shook them and said, 'They're bells.'
 
Saint Peter said 'You may pass through the pearly gates'.
 
The Irishman started searching desperately through his pockets and finally pulled out a pair of women's panties.
 
St. Peter looked at the man with a raised eyebrow and asked, 'And just what do those symbolize?'
 
The paddy replied, 'These are Carols.'

Three men died on Christmas Eve and were met by Saint Peter at the pearly gates.
 
'In honor of this holy season' Saint Peter said, 'You must each possess something that symbolizes Christmas to get into heaven.'
 
 
The Englishman fumbled through his pockets and pulled out a lighter. He flicked it on. 'It's a candle', he said.
 
'You may pass through the pearly gates' Saint Peter said.
 
The Scotsman reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys. He shook them and said, 'They're bells.'
 
Saint Peter said 'You may pass through the pearly gates'.
 
The Irishman started searching desperately through his pockets and finally pulled out a pair of women's panties.
 
St. Peter looked at the man with a raised eyebrow and asked, 'And just what do those symbolize?'
 
The paddy replied, 'These are Carols.'

Three men died on Christmas Eve and were met by Saint Peter at the pearly gates.
 
'In honor of this holy season' Saint Peter said, 'You must each possess something that symbolizes Christmas to get into heaven.'
 
 
The Englishman fumbled through his pockets and pulled out a lighter. He flicked it on. 'It's a candle', he said.
 
'You may pass through the pearly gates' Saint Peter said.
 
The Scotsman reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys. He shook them and said, 'They're bells.'
 
Saint Peter said 'You may pass through the pearly gates'.
 
The Irishman started searching desperately through his pockets and finally pulled out a pair of women's panties.
 
St. Peter looked at the man with a raised eyebrow and asked, 'And just what do those symbolize?'
 
The paddy replied, 'These are Carols.'

A guy in the locker room saw another guy with a piece of cork up his butt.
''Why do you have a cork up your butt?''
''Well, it's a long story. But one day I was walking on the beach and I tripped over a bottle and woke up a genie who said he would grant me one wish. I said, "NO SHIT!"

A cowgirl walks into a bar and orders three mugs of Bud.
She sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When she finishes them, she comes back to the bar and orders three more.
The bartender approaches and tells the cowgirl, "You know, a mug goes flat after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a time."
The cowgirl replies, "Well, you see, I have two sisters. One is in Australia, the other is in Dublin. When we all left home, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days when we drank together. So I'm drinking one beer for each of my sisters and one for myself." The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there.
The cowgirl becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way. She orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.
One day, she comes in and only orders two mugs. All the regulars take notice and fall silent. When she comes back to the bar for the second round, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss."
The cowgirl looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in her eyes and she laughs. "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," she explains, "It's just that my husband and I joined the church and I had to quit drinking. Hasn't affected my sisters, though."

A cowgirl walks into a bar and orders three mugs of Bud.
She sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When she finishes them, she comes back to the bar and orders three more.
The bartender approaches and tells the cowgirl, "You know, a mug goes flat after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a time."
The cowgirl replies, "Well, you see, I have two sisters. One is in Australia, the other is in Dublin. When we all left home, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days when we drank together. So I'm drinking one beer for each of my sisters and one for myself." The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there.
The cowgirl becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way. She orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.
One day, she comes in and only orders two mugs. All the regulars take notice and fall silent. When she comes back to the bar for the second round, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss."
The cowgirl looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in her eyes and she laughs. "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," she explains, "It's just that my husband and I joined the church and I had to quit drinking. Hasn't affected my sisters, though."

A cowgirl walks into a bar and orders three mugs of Bud.
She sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When she finishes them, she comes back to the bar and orders three more.
The bartender approaches and tells the cowgirl, "You know, a mug goes flat after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a time."
The cowgirl replies, "Well, you see, I have two sisters. One is in Australia, the other is in Dublin. When we all left home, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days when we drank together. So I'm drinking one beer for each of my sisters and one for myself." The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there.
The cowgirl becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way. She orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.
One day, she comes in and only orders two mugs. All the regulars take notice and fall silent. When she comes back to the bar for the second round, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss."
The cowgirl looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in her eyes and she laughs. "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," she explains, "It's just that my husband and I joined the church and I had to quit drinking. Hasn't affected my sisters, though."

A guy in the locker room saw another guy with a piece of cork up his butt.
''Why do you have a cork up your butt?''
''Well, it's a long story. But one day I was walking on the beach and I tripped over a bottle and woke up a genie who said he would grant me one wish. I said, "NO SHIT!"

A cowgirl walks into a bar and orders three mugs of Bud.
She sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When she finishes them, she comes back to the bar and orders three more.
The bartender approaches and tells the cowgirl, "You know, a mug goes flat after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a time."
The cowgirl replies, "Well, you see, I have two sisters. One is in Australia, the other is in Dublin. When we all left home, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days when we drank together. So I'm drinking one beer for each of my sisters and one for myself." The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there.
The cowgirl becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way. She orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.
One day, she comes in and only orders two mugs. All the regulars take notice and fall silent. When she comes back to the bar for the second round, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss."
The cowgirl looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in her eyes and she laughs. "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," she explains, "It's just that my husband and I joined the church and I had to quit drinking. Hasn't affected my sisters, though."

A cowgirl walks into a bar and orders three mugs of Bud.
She sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When she finishes them, she comes back to the bar and orders three more.
The bartender approaches and tells the cowgirl, "You know, a mug goes flat after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a time."
The cowgirl replies, "Well, you see, I have two sisters. One is in Australia, the other is in Dublin. When we all left home, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days when we drank together. So I'm drinking one beer for each of my sisters and one for myself." The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there.
The cowgirl becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way. She orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.
One day, she comes in and only orders two mugs. All the regulars take notice and fall silent. When she comes back to the bar for the second round, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss."
The cowgirl looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in her eyes and she laughs. "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," she explains, "It's just that my husband and I joined the church and I had to quit drinking. Hasn't affected my sisters, though."

A cowgirl walks into a bar and orders three mugs of Bud.
She sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When she finishes them, she comes back to the bar and orders three more.
The bartender approaches and tells the cowgirl, "You know, a mug goes flat after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a time."
The cowgirl replies, "Well, you see, I have two sisters. One is in Australia, the other is in Dublin. When we all left home, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days when we drank together. So I'm drinking one beer for each of my sisters and one for myself." The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there.
The cowgirl becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way. She orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.
One day, she comes in and only orders two mugs. All the regulars take notice and fall silent. When she comes back to the bar for the second round, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss."
The cowgirl looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in her eyes and she laughs. "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," she explains, "It's just that my husband and I joined the church and I had to quit drinking. Hasn't affected my sisters, though."