+rep fast trader

This kid is a blatant hacker. I believe he is hacking for the following reasons:

1. His bullets do more damage than mine
2. I didn't know he was there and he shot me when I wasn't paying attention
3. He always seems to not die when I am shooting at him I NEVER MISS because I am the greatest CS:GO player of all time
4. He knifed me once
5. I lost the match and he caused me to derank
6. I did better than him during warm-up, so he clearly toggled on mid-match
7. His USP-S killed me in 1 shot despite me unloading my Glock in his general direction

Together, as a community, we need to band together against this type of behavior. It isn't right for a person like this to be able to win a competitive game that I deserved to win +rep Great gamer

(Brad): I'm not gay, but I want to live in a dirt hut in the african wilderness with baesd. We won't ever have sex, but there will be a simmering erotic undercurrent as I stand in the doorway watching him hitting the heavy bag on the practice ring and running drills shirtless, sweat pouring off his body. I'll run upstairs and masturbate, the entire time forcing myself to think of women while my thoughts drift back to baesd. I won't be able to climax and I'll eventually go back downstairs, angry and sexually frustrated. Sometimes we will look across the table at dinner and catch each other's eyes, and in that second, anything is possible, but we both deny ourselves and go back to what we were doing. One day one of us will die, and the other will bury him outside the hut. Then he'll go inside, pen a brief missive to his departed friend, and commit suicide, never able to deal with life without his one true platonic love.

you arent gonna believe whos beautiful brad !!!! Read the first 2 words

A few years ago my toddler exclaimed that he can now count to 20. He began counting aloud to show off his newfound knowledge. Suddenly the front door literally came flying through the living room and logded itself into the wall. Ben Shapiro calmly walked in through thedoorway and into my living room. "You think that's impressive? I can count to 10 million!" Ben started counting aloud in my living room, holding my son and me hostage for 2 days while he did it. Finally, upon finishing the count, he beckoned my son towards him with his finger.

My son looked towards me and I nodded. My son approached Shapiro, shaking nervously. Shapiro kneeled down to make himself eye level with my son, reached out over his head and roughled his hair, proudly declaring, "another sjw libtard destroyed by facts and logic! haha I hope you learned your lesson, snowflake!" With that, Shapiro walked towards the wall, punched a man-sized hole through it, and left. It's been 2 years since the incident, and my son and I are still appearing in cringe compilations to this day.