Go on. Enthral us with your best memories of SpA. I'll start us off.
When we used to play L4D religiously, we would often invite Popper, who as anybody who has played with him will attest, was a little hard to understand on the voice chat. And by a little, I mean, he was impossible to understand. Well on No Mercy, when the elevator takes you from the wards on the hospital up to the area that's still under construction, you'd have some time to collect yourself free from the hassle of 5,000 zombies up in your grill.
So Popper picked this opportune time to give us all a rousing speech. To raise our spirits and prepare us for the hard battle ahead. It was inspirational. Or it would probably have been if anybody knew what the hell he was saying. To be honest, he could have been calling us all a pack of useless dicks. It was funny though, as we all just stood there while he paced back and forth, spewing gibberish at us.
When the elevator doors opened, he charged out and was completely annihilated by a Tank, while we hid in the vents. I've never laughed quite so hard in all my life. Poor Popper.
