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⚠️⚠️⚠️ This dude is cancer ⚠️⚠️⚠️
❗️👎 Let’s not be friends for future games👎❗️
💩💩 Have a terrible experience during each match💩💩
😡😡 ♥♥♥ & get aids😡😡
❌❌❌➖REP➖❌❌❌
😭😭😭The profile is dogwater😭😭😭
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He only emerges once a week, carrying five large 50-gallon soda bottles filled with human excrement, which he leaves just outside his door. He refuses to leave the house, speak to me, or even acknowledge my presence. I’ve tried everything, but nothing seems to work. When I turned off the WiFi, he managed to pay someone in Doubloons to park a satellite WiFi truck outside our house. Attempting to take away his computer leads to an uncontrollable tard rage where he repeatedly screams, “ROPE YOURSELF, ROPE YOURSELF" until he gets it back.
I’ve called the Internet police, but they say there’s nothing they can do. Please bring me back my son.
164.8 hours past 2 weeks