CURSE THE FRENCH

BEFORE YOU GET OFFENDED PLEASE NOTE THAT YOU ARE FRENCH AND I HATE YOU.
That right there was a joke, I wuv you, please read below, it goes with the picture and if you seperate them it's all discombobulated.


I play alot of X-box Live (more specificly, I own $300 worth of xbox gadgetry just for Halo2 online), I also work nights so I end up playing mostly in the morning.
Now when you play as 99% of your country (or continent for that matter) is getting up to go to another day of nightmarish corporate slavery you go "abroad".
Usually this is not a bad thing at all, it's fun to play with people from other countries, it really is.
You haven't lived until you've seen four crazy ass Japanese guys stacked on each other running through a game of slayer and WINNING !! ^_^
But there is a flaw, oh and what a flaw it is. To get to the point, American and French people will NEVER finish a game together, EVER!

Here's how the scenario ALWAYS goes:

STEP 1: the lobby
Here's where everyone meets, discovers each others nationality, and in the true spirit of hate begin to switch teams until it's American verses French teams.
Now both teams will harass you until you too reveal your nationality and segregate yourself to the corresponding master race.
They both then begin to scream at each other like lunatic monkey children, being as offensive and childish as possible until the game begins.

STEP 2: the game begins

If you where unfortunate enough to be the odd guy out and end up on "the enemies" team, you're screwed.
You can now look forward to having your own teammates kill you the whole game (all the while screaming at you in what crudely resembles your
language shat out of the anus of a sasquatch ("dee you muzafooking peeg!"), good times.

STEP 3: the game ends

Now there can only be one senario here, one team will have been losing and quit in humiliation and shame so as they don't have to face "the enemies" cruel taunting at the end game lobby.
Being the odd man out and the only member your team, you now get to face an army of people who think you're a traitor.
They will be very expressive of their hatred twords you, such fun you will have watching your hard earned stats plumet at the hands of the insane!

Oh, my human brothers and sisters, can't we all just get along?
If for nothing more then the pure giddy joy we all get from pretending to kill
each other as a team!
Think of all those games, all that blood shed, it could have been fun, but we'll never know now, because you all ruined it!
You muzafooking peegs!