30 years from now....<br />A group of counter strike players were sitting around at a LAN party talking about how their gaming abilities had worsened due to their ailments. <br /><br />They were saying: <br /><br />&quot;My arms have gotten so weak I can hardly lift my mouse,&quot; said OldN@der. <br /><br />&quot;Yes, I know,&quot; said OUCH. &quot;My cataracts are so bad I can&#39;t see Mama before gettin awped any more.&quot; <br /><br />&quot;I cant get my mic to work,&quot; added The Brother Pastor. &quot;What? Speak up&#33; What? I can&#39;t hear you&#33;&quot; Paco was heard mumblin and grumblin. <br /><br />&quot;I can&#39;t turn my head because of all this fat in my neck,&quot; said Dig, to which several players laughed as Dig bit down into a cheese burger. <br /><br />&quot;My blood pressure pills make me dizzy, I can hardly climb the tower in rooftops&#33;&quot; exclaimed Mama. <br /><br />&quot;I forget where I am, and where I&#39;m going, damn midgets keep knocking me over&quot; said Jredd. <br /><br />&quot;I guess that&#39;s the price we pay for getting old,&quot; winced Commando, as he fell backwards off his motorcycle . <br /><br />The others all shook their heads in dismay, looking a bit discouraged when The Brother Pastor said cheerfully, <br /><br />&quot;Well, we should all count our blessings, Thank God we can all still drive.&quot;