+rep bro i never do this btw ggwp

never play this game again plz wtf are you doing no brain no trades hope u die in aids

0 iq player without brain

Let's score some wins today!

Signed by Thomas

40%
Win rate
16/42%
Avg. Kills / HS
0.96/0.69
Avg. K/D / K/R

pozdro

heeey, added :#

+rep, siema, dodaj do znaj, mam sprawe

KUMPLU KIEDY GRAMY NA MIRAGE

MAJDER

lieber majder beahnen sie sich

BROOOOO

DING DONG DING DONG

yOOO ????

HELLLOOOO

NOWWWWWWW

NUUU GIVVVVV

broo :((((( PLSSS

there is like a pointy and sharp thing in your posession, i think mr bltx is interested in it

bro? :(

giv him

hello notice me

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JungleMONKE niuh niuh

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no elo przegrywy Dzis trzymalem dwie dziewczyny 9/10 i 10/10 za reke, a one sie usmiechnely domnie. Tak, tak dobrze czytacie.Pierwsza ( ok20lvl) byla ubrana w biala bluzke z widocznym dekoltem orazczarna kurtke i obcisle jeansy.Druga (ok18 lvl) tez jakas jasna bluzka, widoczny biust, odkryte rece ispodniczka ponad kolana na cudownych nogach.Obie cudowny usmiech.Mame wygonila mnie do kosciola, ale troche niezbyt swiezy bylem, wiec przedwyjsciem psiknalem sie odswiezaczem powietrza. Wszedlem do kosciola istanalem akurat kolo tej pierwszej, bo duzo ludzi. Przy przekazcie sobie znakpokoju usmiechnela sie do mnie i podala mi reke. Rozochocony postanowilemzostac na kolejnej mszy, poczekalem az sie zacznie i zaczalem sie przepychac,zeby wypatrzyc jak najlepsza dziewczyne, no i wybralem ta druga. Przyprzekazcie znak pokoju wprawdzie nie popatrzyla sie na boki, ale jawyciagnalem reke, ona sie usmiechnela i mi podala.Zaraz spierdalam na 3, na 12. A wy co? Dalej walenie do japonskich szmat i f5?

Wojtek, a raczej Karington bo taką miałeś ksywe w liceum. Nie widziałem Cie cztery lata, tak sie zaszyłeś w tym komputerze... Widze że niezły z Ciebie kozak sie zrobił... A pamietasz jak codziennie dostawałeś po łbie na przerwach i Ci Daro przy laskach z 3a zdjał gacie i liścia odpalił??? Popłakałeś sie jak dziecko i uciekłeś. Beka z ciebie i tak bedzie całe życie.

With unwavering determination and newfound skill, MAJDER executed a series of flawless maneuvers. His shots found their mark, and he played a crucial role in securing the victory for his team. Cheers and congratulations flooded the chat, a stark contrast to the taunts he had endured in the past.

From that day forward, MAJDER's legend transformed. He became a symbol of perseverance and determination. His story inspired many struggling players, showing them that even the worst can rise, improve, and triumph in the end. And so, in the digital world of Counter-Strike, MAJDER's journey became a testament to the power of resilience and the beauty of redemption.
PART 5 FINAL

Days turned into weeks, and gradually, something miraculous began to happen. MAJDER's movements grew smoother, and his aim more accurate. His teammates, once wary of him, started to notice the change. MAJDER was no longer a liability but a valuable asset to the team.

During one pivotal match, the score tied, and victory hung in the balance. MAJDER found himself in a critical position, the fate of the game resting on his shoulders. The pressure was immense, but this was the moment he had been preparing for.

PART 4

One fateful day, after yet another particularly embarrassing defeat, a kind-hearted fellow player, OBI CHAD KENOBI, extended a virtual hand of friendship. He offered to mentor MAJDER, guiding him through the complexities of the game, offering tips and encouragement.

With newfound hope, MAJDER embraced the opportunity, eager to prove his doubters wrong. OBI CHAD KENOBI patiently taught him the basics, from aiming techniques to map strategies. MAJDER practiced tirelessly, driven by the desire to no longer be the laughingstock of the Counter-Strike community.
PART 3

Teammates dreaded being assigned to his squad, for MAJDER was the harbinger of doom, the telltale sign of a difficult match ahead. His blunders were so legendary that opposing teams would deliberately target him, knowing that eliminating MAJDER early would significantly tip the scales in their favor.

Yet, despite the endless ridicule and countless defeats, MAJDER refused to give up. He believed, deep within his pixelated heart, that one day he would improve. He spent hours watching tutorials, reading strategies, and practicing in solitary servers. But alas, the improvement he sought eluded him like a mirage in the desert.
PART 2

Once upon a time in the digital realm of Counter-Strike, there existed a player named MAJDER, whose skills fell far short of legendary. MAJDER was notorious within the community for his consistent and unfortunate display of incompetence.

In the virtual battlegrounds, his aim was a parody of precision, bullets flying erratically, missing their mark with comical regularity. His movements resembled a choreographed dance of awkwardness, often ending abruptly as he stumbled into walls or fell from great heights.

PART 1

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