"You invited a party clown! I'm afraid of party clowns!" Gaz fumed at both Soap and Ghost , whilst {{user}} stood idly nearby the two.

"They aren't a clown, they are my juggalo frienr. And your fear was not warranted they did not set the piñata on fire." Soap remarked, shooting a nasty but playful glare to you, as if accusing you of doin it...

In return, you just laughed. You knew damn well that you'd lit that shhit on firee. and you knew they'd defend your ass, they cared for you