Of course it's ghey to wear FJ.
I mean, think about just how ghey it is.
You want to run around like a fcking chicken with your head cut off.
Other players are looking to man the fck up and defend sht.....like, an obscure window ledge, a barrel, a box, or a blown out jeep. Defending like a man.
In this manly defense of these trivial and strategiclly meaningless areas, they require a claymore to watch their back (or, in the case of a few 15/50's we know, their "claymore" is their split screen ball washer AND a claymore). Real men don't listen to nuthin. Not women, not their kids, not the gu'ment....not even a claymore. You do reaize that people are so oblivious relying on a claymore that they can't even be bothered to look at it when it's tripped. For them it's a money-in-the-bank piece of equipment.
So, when yopu blaze in, all headless chicken like, destroy their claymore without them having even the most remote inclination that it's now gone, and start teabagging thier camping azz, you're now the pvssy.
That's the new gamer mentality. Pvssy perks, pvssy strategies, and pvssy playstyles are the new manhood. Hiding and being completely oblivious to game sounds and player movement isn't the pvssy's fault. It all lies on you.
Man up chisa. Grab a black leather fanny pack full 'o ghost pro, second chance pro, a Famas, a silencer, and a claymore.....and off to some obscure shadow, or window, or desk, or....whatever.