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Valve has also used the number three in some of its technical designs, such as using a three-way valve to control a single acting cylinder in one of its patents or using three dots to represent SteamVR tracking sensors. Now, count how many letters are in these words: "three-way valve, single acting cylinder", "SteamVR tracking sensors, three dots". You get: (12+20)+(21+9)=62). Now, divide this number by two (the number of words in each phrase): (62/2=31). Now, subtract one from this number:(31-1=30). Now, divide this number by ten(the sum of digits in thirty):(30/10=3).

Valve was founded on August (8)th (8), which adds up to sixteen. Now, multiply this number by two(the number of words in "Valve"):(16*2=32). Now, subtract two from this number:(32-2=30). Now, divide this number by ten(the sum of digits in thirty):(30/10=3).

The CS:GO Source 2 rumours have literally changed my life. A few weeks ago I was in a really dark place. Then, one fateful night, my friend asked me: “How would react if the Source 2 update dropped tomorrow?”. The rest of the night I was shook. I truly believed that if that update had dropped the next, I'd have died of excitement. I don’t think my weak body that is not used to work, stress or even sport could have handled the update. I think I would have died of shock or a heart attack if the source 2 update came back then. This motivated me. I have a lot of sport since then, started going to bed at reasonable times and waking up in the morning again. I eat healthily now and I have decided to quit university, because I cannot have something in my life that stresses me when the update drops. Bring it on Mr. Newell. Are you ready for Source 2? How long do you think the 3kliksphilips video will be, or rather how many will there be in one month? Man, I'm so happy. I love this game.

Oh I was not expecting that…that little gust my dear….you caught me off guard…yes…so gentle it was though…hmmmm…let me taste this little one…just one small sniff…..sniff…ah….ssssssnnnnnniiiiiffffffffffff…and yet…so strong…yes…the odor….sniff sniff…hmmm….is that….sniff….hmmm….I can almost taste it my dear…..yes….just…sniff….a little whiff more if you please…..ssssssnnnnnniiiiiffffffffff…ah yes I have it now….yes quite….hhhhmmmm…delectable my dear…..quite exquisite yes…..I dare say…sniff….the most pungent one yet my dear….ssssnnnnniiiifffffffffffffffffffffff….yes

The year is 2025.

The Mark V catgirl refuses to respond to the name "Okayu" and is thus another failure. I consult my notes as I consider the best method for liquidation when I hear the screech of steel giving way. She's escaped.

My eyes switch rapidly between my screen and the area around me as I follow the tracker in her tail. The woods grow darker as sunset approaches.

After some time, I get close enough to notice she's stationary. Alarms ring in my head as my instincts warn me. I scan the trees and see the purple line of what used to be her tail hanging off a branch in front of me.

She pounces from the top branches of a tree behind me, my reflexes kicking in too late to save my left eye. Claws rake my ribs (why the hell did I give her those anyway?) but I manage to sink a tranquilizer in her arm and shake her off me.

I fall half a step later. When did she get my Achilles' tendon? She approaches slowly, a mad grin on her face as she mockingly chants "Mogu mogu mogu".