Get back to boot camp.

Gaben lives.

The textbook defines communication as “the process through which individuals in relationships, groups, organizations, and societies create and respond to messages in order to relate to the environment and one another” (Ruben & Stewart, 2016, p.X). In other words, back in 97 at the Amsterdam Poker tournament, Gabe Newell himself smoked his first joint. “Wow” he said. “That ♥♥♥♥ be better than defusing a bomb in a 1v1 clutch”. Gaben exhaled. ‘My wang… is as hard as a prosthetic leg”. Gaben became horny. He left the scene and all his poker chips behind to go ♥♥♥♥. As he searched around he was reminded of one thing. He was fat as ♥♥♥♥. Gaben quickly got the munchies and searched around for some ass to eat.

The air reaked of fresh puss. Some lovely ladies strolled past Gaben and stared at him with smirks as they walked past. Gaben picked up the scent of puss and was instantly attracted. One of the broads looked back over her shoulder to see if Gaben was following, which he was. She led him into a dark room that smelled of bleach. He quickly realized that she was also fat as ♥♥♥♥ and wanted his money when she gave a disappointed look after viewing Gaben’s genitalia. TBC

Our AC-130 is in the air.

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