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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
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.
Freeeeee birrrrrrd yeaahh (insert guitar riff here)
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 !!
Drew glados and wheately in chalk(or at least tried to, I didn't have a lot of colors or time)
Hallo, folksies! Here's a lovely word of the year uttered wholeheartedly by yours truly!
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normal day in the argonne
Accurate depiction of my first experience playing pressure
Pootis music
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 ):
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