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Because he realized it was the only place where he could consistently get killed and still feel like he was doing something productive.
So, he packed up, moved back into his parents' shed, and now spends his days drunk on cheap Mexican beer and yelling at his monitor, "I'M A SUPPORT CLASS, DAMMIT!"
Meanwhile, his parents are like, "You need to get your life together!" And he’s like, “I am together! I just built a teleporter to the fridge!”
But Iceburglar's real dream? To one day unlock the "Most Fragile Adult" achievement... right after he finishes this 36-hour TF2 marathon.