Watching my Hubby Frag Himself

Hehehe! My husband is home sick, today. He finally woke and decided to play a little bit. Well, we had just gotten F.E.A.R. 2 from Gamefly, so he popped that in and I went downstairs to watch him while I had a snack.

He gets to a point where he's stuck in an elevator that is off by half a floor. The enemy has opened the doors and are trying to shoot him through the tiny space that is available. Now, my husband is a man who loves his frag grenades. So, naturally, he decides that the best thing to do is lob a grenade into the room to kill any enemies who may be hiding behind things where he can't see them from his limited viewpoint. He grabs the grenade, hauls back and tosses it....

...and hits the top of the elevator. It promptly boinks off the the metal with a merry, little tink! and redirects right back into his face. There is this wonderful, silent moment where we watch it arc through the air and then....SHA-BOOM. Game over.

It was awesome! We sat there and laughed about that for a good couple of minutes before reloading and trying again.

On a side note, I am amused by the fact that filing cabinets explode when shot. (Hubby isn't using grenades. He's just shooting them incidentally while shooting enemies.) I think they must keep their nitroglycerin in there. They file it under "E" for "explode-y."