+rep playing to good

-rep 2iq russian troll

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-rep farmer's son

+rep playing CS2 like a prime Team Liquid player. His callouts can be explained in a few words – fast, accurate, understandable – but mean so much to our braindead monkey squad. I've seen teachers fail to educate beings with ostrich-sized brains, yet his comms reach even caveman-tier teammates. His aim? From another planet. Nobody checks his PC – they check his masculine, veiny right arm for enhancers. If he’s on the enemy team – just ff. He knows your gun, your play, your thought. Must’ve been built in a lab somewhere east of Europe to dominate CS like this. Newborns skin feels rought compared to his movement. Fast bhops paired with pagani like peeks make him unstopable. You die faster than your monitor manages to refresh. Also somehow pulls a 30/10 brunette. If his bed game matches his CS skills, she’s yelling his name harder than a tilted 14yo on comms.

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