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of gaming,
there is no way Mika
should be able to have aim.
Its hands are too small to get
its fat little crosshair on the target.
Mika, of course, aims anyway
because Mika doesn't care
what others think is impossible.
Kill, death. Kill, death.
Kill, death. Kill, death.
Ooh, death and death!
Let's shake it up a little.
Mika! Getting carried is ready!
Coming!
Hang on a second.
Hello?
- Mika?
- Momo?
- Oan you believe this is happening?
- I can't. I'll pick you up.
Looking sharp.
Use the flashes. Your father
paid good money for those.
Sorry. I'm excited.
Here's the CS:GO connoisseur.
We're very proud of you, son.
A perfect scorebord, all HS's.
Very proud.
Ma! I got a thing going here.
- You got lint on your fuzz.
- Ow! That's me!
- Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000.
- Bye!
Mika, I told you,
stop feeding in the game!
Ich danke dir für deine netten Weihnachtsgrüße. Erwin geht es gut aber er hat aus versehen eines der Kinder verloren gehabt. Wir haben es aber wieder gefunden, keine Sorge. Nach 5 Tagen in der Wildnis war es zwar dem Tod nahe aber lol was soll man machen, Erwin ist halt n Tollpatsch.
Lass uns mal wieder auf nen Kaffe treffen.
LG Gundula