+rep It started out all okay.... We occasionally played csgo... before cs2. I remember it all. Eventually, it all went to madness. We played until 8 am, one tapping the wallpaper until we finally hit silver 2. After all of this commotion, we decided to meet up. He told me to come to his house, as transportation was easier for me. His house was an old villa on the side of some forest. Creaky floorboards, croaky stairs, the whole lot. When i saw him, the '6'5, dreadlocks and hellcat owner' he claimed to be turned out to be false. He was 320kg and 5'7. His shirt didn't fit him, in fact i don't think he could take it off. He smelled awful. I was repulsed by the tuna-like, pungent smell. As to not hurt his feelings, i decided to stay. His room was full of monster cans and... diapers, i guess. (1/2)

There was mold growing everywhere, and he had pictures of me hung up on his wall, although i never shared my face with him. Then, he told me to take of my socks so he could 'smell them'. From this, i was freaked out, and decided to leave. However, the door was locked, and he kept urging me to show him my feet. I came up with a plan. I threw one of my socks towards the corner of his room, and bhopped out the window. Before the jump, i saw him dive towards my distraction. I have no idea how those stubs even managed to lift him off the ground but, im glad as i was able to escape. Now, i am home writing this missing one sock and only hoping the best for the other one. In conclusion, good player but dont meet up with him. (2/2)

below me is a bottom frag going 1 13 2 while i'm going 23 10 6

Best cancer kid i ever see trying play this game... what a horrible kid!

signed by the best Tra-nny player

+rep joe :3