Oh, look, there's my own wretched corpse!

So, it's late, and I've had too much (or not enough) caffiene. And I've been jamming on video games with the Sib. Timesplitters 2. Words cannot decribe my love of remote mines right now. We have a bot set of five girls. We have an explosive weapons set that contains remote mines, timed mines, proximity mines, a grenade launcher and a rocket launcher. Can we say "Cleanup on Aisle Mine?" I think we can. Awards of the evening:
Most Losses
Lemming Award
Pathetic Shot
Sloth
Most Sneaky
Most Cowardly
Longest Innings
Survivor

So you're probably wondering about the subject line, right? Well, I kept regenerating next to where I died, and saw my own corpse. And said it every time. I love this game.