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My dad is Gabe Newell. Ur banned.

Look, I'm tired of people like you. We play competitive to play serious and get better. Hence why it's called competitive. We all have fun taking the game seriously, knowing we will get better and win. But then there's ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ like you who troll and don't take anything seriously. It's ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ retarded when it's your rank up game that YOU earned but then dumbasses like this ruin it for you, and you have to start all over again just because your group of 4 people was missing 1. I can win 7 games in a row and finally reach silver elite master, until this ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ tool hops into OUR competitive environment. I wish I could get more than 40 kills each game to make up for ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥'s like this who get 8 frags at best. You could go play any other game, but you decide to ruin a competitive enviornment, and ruin the experience for 9 other people. Jesus ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ christ, go play volleyball or something, ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥.

BEEFY

Waifus have changed. It's no longer about favorite animes, characters or silly art. It's an endless series of pillows, bought by weeaboos and neckbeards. Waifus, and their consumption of sexual life, has become a well-oiled machine. Waifus have changed. Sweaty obese men carry sweaty fedoras, sleep with sweaty pillows. Sex toys inside their pillows enhance and simulate their fantasies. Sexual control. Animation control. Emotion control. Weight control. Everything is monitored, and kept under control. Waifus have changed. The age of jokingly posting has become the age of moé. All in the name of averting catastrophe from asking a real girl out on a date. And he who represses their reality, controls their sad future. Waifus have changed. When their delusional life is under total control, waifus... become routine.

What a lad.