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Dear Gianni, I've played this game for nearly 400+ hours now. To assume i don't know weekly challenge modifiers, is an ignorant move on your part. I've spent exactly 30 seconds in your lobby before i could take any more of your nonsensical yapping. On top of that, i found a different lobby 2 minutes later where we've beaten it on cataclysm with GK and WP (2 melee only characters on cata weekly ?! wowzers!)
Next time, stop being a whiny ♥♥♥♥♥ before the game even starts, a urinal cake has more dignity than you, and i piss on that thing daily.
I wish you hasty and healthy recovery from your mental retardation in the near future.
-Mord.
Dear ♥♥♥♥♥, i haven't played dota in 3 months. That leads me to believe you stalk my profile and await my return. That unfortunately won't happen, as I'm too busy banging your mom on the weekends. Once she gives birth to the filthy hellspawn from my seed, i will teach him to only play offlane sniper, so your pubs will be ruined long after i'm gone.
With best wishes and hard ♥♥♥♥
-Mord
What a pompous holier than thou bastard. Your unsightly comment is a stain that rivals the ♥♥♥♥ smears in your underwear. The fact that my claims hit you so hard you went to seethe and check my profile only proves my point. My life is wonderful and full of bliss, thanks for asking. Maybe next time, don't run into patrols the same way your dad ran for milk and never came back
Lots of love and kisses
-Mord