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
Minor "rebranding" to immortalize my affinity for something I would probably be very thoroughly bullied for liking if I were open about it in person! I love!
So... Black Ops II no longer takes place in the future..
Have a joyous second cold war, everyone!
Approximately an hour and a half until we must bid adieu.
EDIT: It's over. Finale felt a little rushed, but it was epic af.
Twitter nowadays...
Making fun of the blobfish because it looks ugly after being pulled rapidly out from under tons of water pressure would be like making fun of a human for what they look like after being beaten and burned to near death.
Leave my boi alone ):
New pfp--Deux jours
Sniper.
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.
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