u are poor. u have no money, u hate your ♥♥♥♥ GB life, lol enjoy the weather loser. lol

u are poor. u have no money, u hate your ♥♥♥♥ GB life, lol enjoy the weather loser. lol

i'm in massive trouble i don't give a 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 when my court date is they can come and arrest me there have been lots of strange things happening lately two nights ago my gfs cupboard opened on its own and i was just looking at myself cuz it got a mirror on it lol also last night my gf says that the taps turned on in the bathroom and my fone lit up at the same time there has been a ghost at her house for a longtime its not about me also i think i'm closer to god now more than ever i think i need prison i'm sorry if i ever hurt anybody it was drinking but drink is because of no love if you get me i'm drunk now and alls i care about is myself i'm going prison and wanted you to know there are a few characters i'm angry with sorry i can't help it i started going church because evil thoughts got to my head

Dunnae know what tae 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻 do man. Dunnae what tae 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻 do. You know what I'm gonna do I'm just gonna walk wae into the nearest 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻 pub right I'm gonna wait til I see someone having a drink fae their 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻 pint glass like at I'm just gonna go like at man 𝗦𝗟𝗔𝗠 man 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻 cut 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 intae face man 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻 joker man cut his 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻 face off man. I need tae get back intae that jail man that'll give me a good 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻 5 year that, that'll give me a good 5 year that.

Welcome to the bread bank, we sell bread, we sell loafs, we got bread on deck, bread on the flo, toasted, roaste- bro shut the 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 up, listen i just need a baguette and a brioche, we don’t have either of those you can get the gluten-free white bread or the potato bread, what the 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 is gluten take that 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁 out. It’s gluten free, i don’t CARE if it’s free. Yeah, i got my dollar store camera ON, what’s the 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 situation, what the 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 do you want, im the mother 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 MANAGER, at the bread store?,

𝗕 𝗥 𝗘 𝗔 𝗗.

Wherever I go, my amazing Immortal Dota rank follows me like a stench. Men, women, children, anyone: if they hear that I have extreme skill and a diverse pool of mains, they only see me as some gamer god.

Sometimes I'll be on my way home, thinking it's past-time to get funny. But then crowds plead me to my computer and beg me on their hands and knees to let them witness "another 5 man cogs." Is that all I am? A set of fingers, a pair of eyeballs, blessed and cursed to be so much better than you at this game?

Pro Dota players of Steam: how do you get along with others when all they can think about is your dextrous fingers and massive map awareness?