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I decided to play some matchmaking for the first time, and suddenly I was attacked. Attacked by people not knowing how to act, not knowing how to talk, not knowing how to aim and not knowing how to play. They spoke a strange and nasal language, none of which I could understand. These players ran around in game like frightened chickens, rushing B, forcebuying second round. Hearing the ominous моргала выколю, ♥♥♥♥ ♥♥♥♥ chiming through my headphones... they were exactly what I feared. They where russians.
Anyways. As time went on, I soon enough found out, the language being spoken, the porno mustache and all the sand mesh skins. Was all connected to one single country. Russia. A country with 139 390 205 people. 17 075 200 km² of land. And with Russian as a official language. They are as far as i remember known for their vodka. Which makes a lot of sense when you watch them pla