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Michigan, United States 
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As stated in our previous match by yours truly, you are a lesser cockroach and your pathetic subpar family and friends have to deal with your disgusting self-indulgent ass on the daily.
Now that I think about it I do not believe that I need to use a baseball bat, I believe that one of these days you will slip on some liquid in your kitchen and your coors banquet will fly out of your hands bashing her head in.
I am leaving this here so that you may find help ok? Because I don't want to have to bring my isopropyl alcohol and my child basher 2000 to your house and show you who the big boss is, you lesser animal, you are way below me on the food chain and I genuinely hope your organs fail and your daughter gets to watch you lowered in your grave, preferably when shes a bit older so that she can REALLY process daddy booz and his failings as a father and as a true csgo gamer.
*spits* drink my spit and sober up you clown.
As stated in our previous match by yours truly, you are a lesser cockroach and your pathetic subpar family and friends have to deal with your disgusting self-indulgent ass on the daily.
Now that I think about it I do not believe that I need to use a baseball bat, I believe that one of these days you will slip on some liquid in your kitchen and your coors banquet will fly out of your hands bashing her head in.
I am leaving this here so that you may find help ok? Because I don't want to have to bring my isopropyl alcohol and my child basher 2000 to your house and show you who the big boss is, you lesser animal, you are way below me on the food chain and I genuinely hope your organs fail and your daughter gets to watch you lowered in your grave, preferably when shes a bit older so that she can REALLY process daddy booz and his failings as a father and as a true csgo gamer.
*spits* drink my spit and sober up you clown.
I don’t know why but I just enjoy doing this. Maybe it’s my way of dealing with stress or something but I just do it about once every week. Generally I’ll carry around a sack and creep around in a sort of crouch-walking position making goblin noises, then I’ll walk around my house and pick up various different “trinkets” and put them in my bag while saying stuff like “I’ll be having that” and laughing maniacally in my goblin voice (“trinkets” can include anything from ♥♥♥♥ I find on the ground to cutlery or other utensils). The other day I was talking with my neighbors and they mentioned hearing weird noises like what I wrote about. They don't know it was me. I'm a little goblin and they'll never have my horde.
I don’t know why but I just enjoy doing this. Maybe it’s my way of dealing with stress or something but I just do it about once every week. Generally I’ll carry around a sack and creep around in a sort of crouch-walking position making goblin noises, then I’ll walk around my house and pick up various different “trinkets” and put them in my bag while saying stuff like “I’ll be having that” and laughing maniacally in my goblin voice (“trinkets” can include anything from ♥♥♥♥ I find on the ground to cutlery or other utensils). The other day I was talking with my neighbors and they mentioned hearing weird noises like what I wrote about. They don't know it was me. I'm a little goblin and they'll never have my horde.