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I invited him to my house for a arma lan party. He said he was coming so i was looking forward to meeting him in real life.
When he arrived at my house, he pushed me against the wall and started nibbling my ear, i felt his hard ♥♥♥♥ push against my leg. I punched him and then 1 tapped him. Turns out he was gay. Don't trust this guy.
Uit die diepte van ons see
Oor ons ewige gebergtes
Waar die kranse antwoord gee
spasms of his wrists jolt out at angles incomprehensible to those lesser. With the grace of a Phoenix and the ferocity of a Wyvern he stands alone
as the final fiery barrier to all those unfortunate enough to oppose him. Comprehension and virtualization assimilate within this beings wrinkly brain
as he becomes one with the program, his eyes are monitors and his hands peripherals, in-game weapons an extension of ones self. After the fall of CSGO's ranking system
tales of the mythic berserker and his ancient Celtic war-cry "Ngever gonna give you up!" fell into myth and then into legend. Rumor has it his heroic warrior spirit
still haunts CSGO competitive lobbies, still guarding with the same fiery rage from ages before.