
Not too long ago, I played a session of TF2 in a community server designed for trading and idling.
In the midst of a fight, I went Machina Sniper, did The Killer Solo taunt after every kill, and spammed "Ya like Jazz?" in the chat.
Peak gaming.
Next up
Freeeeee birrrrrrd yeaahh (insert guitar riff here)
Lovely day for it, peeps--I'm sure it's already been evident up to this point, but I'm no longer going to be an avid user of this platform. The account will not be deleted, but it will be decommissioned. Refer to article for more information.
My fatass saw a small assortment of chocolates on the counter of my humble abode, immediately scarfed down one without a semblance of a second thought, and read the microscopic label stating it was alcoholic. Whoopsies.
Now that the Earth is about to finalize a complete revolution around our solar celestial body, we may fire hazardous explosives into the atmosphere, consume intoxicating substances, and engage in other lackadaisical festivities !!
Yes, we're all like that.
So... Black Ops II no longer takes place in the future..
Have a joyous second cold war, everyone!
Hallo, folksies! Here's a lovely word of the year uttered wholeheartedly by yours truly!
Drew glados and wheately in chalk(or at least tried to, I didn't have a lot of colors or time)
New pfp--Deux jours

















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