I used to roll half a bottle of laxative pills into a Crunch wrap supreme and then leave cow pies on peoples door mats. People in my town installed porch cameras to catch the "Phantom S hitter" they said it couldn't possibly be one man, the hits were too frequent and too large. It had to be a whole gang of city punks coordinating and making planned precision strikes. I felt like a god among lesser beings in my town. Every time i was at the local diner and i overheard someone screaming about the black slop they found on their porch i felt powerful and unstoppable. I became too arrogant, started striking during the day. That's when they caught me and strung me up in the streets and hit me with rocks. I barely escaped with my life and i had to leave town. Now after all these years, I'm in a new town and I behave well enough. But I've got this nagging feeling, the urge is back, and I'm starting to think that my new town is about to experience a storm

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your gifs are retarded, in the first one guy stops attacks with holding his hand and then he has to dodge ??? Is he such a weakling he had to stop holding his hand ? wtf is the logic here, completely childish cartoon for rat brains
the other one is complete joke on the other hand, big guy heavily armored smashing some nearly dead, barely walking skeletons that can barely hold up a weapon, and he is just raging like a complete ♥♥♥♥♥♥ just smashing complete ooga booga, like the lamest fighting scene i have ever scene, how did you choose this trash please explain rat

your profile is mediocre.

Just one more toxic player..