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springely said:
What the bonk did tu just bonking say about me, tu little Scout? I'll have tu know I graduated parte superior, arriba of my class in the TF2 Team, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on 2Fort, and I have over 300 confirmed airshot kills on my strange Pistol. I am trained in rocket jumping and I'm the parte superior, arriba Sniper in the entire Payload Race Hightower Course. tu are nothing to me but just another Gibus wearer. I will backstab tu the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this server, mark my fucking micspamming. tu think tu can get away with planting sentries and stickybombs right infront of my base? Think again, Engie. As we trade, I am team chatting my secret network of spies across the Steam Forums, and your hats are being traced right now. So tu better prepare for the storm, chucklenuts. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing tu call your dispenser. You're fucking dead, lowballer. I can Ubercharge anywhere, anytime, and I can headshot tu in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my AWPer Hands. Not only am I extensively trained in throwing Jarate, but I have access to the every one of Saxton Hale's loadouts in the entire Mann Co. Store. And I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable team off the face of the Steam site, tu little scammer. If only tu could have known what unholy retribution your little "lucky" flamethrower crits were about to bring down upon you, maybe tu would have held your fucking trigger. But tu couldn't, tu didn't, and now you're paying double for those Unusuals, tu goddamn Pyro. I will throw Sandviches all over you, and tu will drown in it. You're fucking meatshotted, kid.
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