ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴘʀᴏꜱᴘᴇʀᴏᴜꜱ ɴᴇᴡ ʏᴇᴀʀ!

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ᴍᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴀʀᴠᴇʟᴏᴜꜱ ᴍᴀʏ!

Known ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ and hacker, do not trust this player

Hello idiot. Oh, I'm sorry. I just looked at your profile and I didn't realize you were a lady (and a beautiful one at that). I try my best ti respect women. Especially women in gaming. As a matter of fact now I actually do agree with you. I'm sorry. Maybe you could even add me on PC and we can play some games together. We could play GTA, Overwatch, Minecraft, maybe even a little COD. Add me D$DDY_SEX69. Sorry about my name. My cousin made it a while back. He is not a good person like me and does not carry my values.

I used to roll half a bottle of laxative pills into a Crunch wrap supreme and then leave cow pies on peoples door mats. People in my town installed porch cameras to catch the "Phantom S hitter" they said it couldn't possibly be one man, the hits were too frequent and too large. It had to be a whole gang of city punks coordinating and making planned precision strikes. I felt like a god among lesser beings in my town. Every time i was at the local diner and i overheard someone screaming about the black slop they found on their porch i felt powerful and unstoppable. I became too arrogant, started striking during the day. That's when they caught me and strung me up in the streets and hit me with rocks. I barely escaped with my life and i had to leave town. Now after all these years, I'm in a new town and I behave well enough. But I've got this nagging feeling, the urge is back, and I'm starting to think that my new town is about to experience a storm

Best staff ever, of all time.