+rep what's up adding active players so we can win together, queue up often but solo queue pain

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Bro, all you've done is pig for benis, benis, benis. Go pig, go benis. No ones giving you pig for your stupid ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ benis, do you understand me? Go pig and play the benis you dumb ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥. it's pig, you've gotten benis from three different people and you still come back to the same pig. We know what you're doing, get the pig out of here holy benis, do you understand me? And by the way those pigs you hear in your benis's room, that's the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ pig piping benis down, you ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

yo i love getting banned on rusty moose because im on a new account and get reported by a famous tiktoker lmfao

Why was Jacket standing outside his own base in Rust, half-naked, whacking his own door with a rock like he was trying to win an argument with it?

Because his loyal teammate Pod decided it was time for a promotion—from buddy to backstabber. While Jacket was offline dreaming of scrap and tier 3 workbenches, Pod was online changing door codes, emptying loot boxes, and laughing maniacally as he ran off with every last piece of sulfur, HQM, and Jacket’s dignity.

Jacket logs back in, sees the sleeping bags gone, the garage doors locked, and a TC with a note that says:
"It’s not personal, bro. GG."

Now he’s stuck outside with nothing but a rock and a dream, banging on his own base like a caveman trying to invent betrayal therapy.

Moral of the story? In Rust, trust is just a 4-letter word before someone swaps your codes and takes your soul.

Come back the world needs you