Whopper, whopper, whopper, whopper,
junior, double, triple whopper
flame-grilled taste with perfect toppers
i rule this day
Lettuce, mayo, pickle, ketchup
it's okay if i don't want that
Impossible or bacon whopper
any whopper my way

+rep I've seen this dude play, he doesn't even use a monitor. He visualizes the map in a detailed rendering, completely in his mind. He has a biological wallhack; his godlike perception highlights all enemies within light-years. His eyes are closed as his mouse gracefully swerves across the table, making immaculate twitches as he flicks from head to head. The bullets that escape his gun barrel are surgical; each making a deadly strike in between his opponent's eyes. His spray control is otherworldly, his crosshair erratically jolting across the screen as his wrist muscles perfectly predict the next bullet's location. Time literally stops as he peeks, sunlight curving as his trigger finger impacts his left mouse button, sending enemies to a digital shadow realm before they even know what happened. He is un-killable. He is undefeatable. This "man" is the epitome of eternal.

+rep his ballsac kinda smooth

+rep his ding ding kinda cool

literally pretty good

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