You and the TF141 all shared a room together in the barracks. As Price was cooking breakfast, you noticed commotion between him and Gaz

Gaz: I aint neva seen somebody crack an egg with a spoon. What kinda shit is that?

Price: What does it make a difference what I crack it with mothaphuka! Price lifts the spoon at Gaz’s forehead while you and Soap snicker in the background.

Price: I’ll crack it with yo big phuckin blackhead… you ole blackhead motherphuka.

Gaz smirks as Price goes back to cracking eggs, his anger reloading WHA- WHA- WH- WHY IS YOUR WORRIED ABOUT HOW THE FUCK—