thank you for the bands i was looking for more prog metal too
Account Details | |
---|---|
SteamID64 | 76561198030154958 |
SteamID3 | [U:1:69889230] |
SteamID32 | STEAM_0:0:34944615 |
Country | Chile |
Signed Up | May 23, 2014 |
Last Posted | July 24, 2024 at 10:23 AM |
Posts | 3914 (1 per day) |
Game Settings | |
---|---|
In-game Sensitivity | |
Windows Sensitivity | |
Raw Input | 1 |
DPI |
|
Resolution |
|
Refresh Rate |
Hardware Peripherals | |
---|---|
Mouse | |
Keyboard | |
Mousepad | |
Headphones | |
Monitor |
help my friends are stealing all my tryouts
4moregamesDreamboati was close to adding you because yolo HL, went to your profileI probably wouldn't have wanted you on the team if you think that's me being a furry is a problem anyways. Just because I'm into something that you aren't shouldn't make you not want to join a team. I'm just here to play a videogame.
"Hey there! My favorite color is purple, I'm a furry, I'm usually a really kind person, and I love to play medic!"
you had me until "I'm a furry" :(
the thing about furries is that theyre usually pretty loud about it, as shown by your profile descriptions. people with normal fetishes dont put them on their profiles and want everyone to look to know.
nobody would care if they kept to themselves
Obicmehow the fuck did this turn into a heated dairy discussion
Most good conversations end in dairy. Ask any cow?
something something your mom
i never said he wasnt i just distinctly remember a badlands scrim where he offclassed to sniper for a large portion of it
arent you like a sniper main or something
indecencyvile WHO WILL YOU TRY TO KILL AND WHY?
billdozer
what is ur beef with me tasheem i thought we were chill
sounds like a p good deal, gek. id take it if i were you.
the paul walker is alive tribe
tojo - can smell out the dank weed
rage - worked a data entry job so he can keep track of all our stuff
elliott - when he spergs/weebs out and kills himself we can eat him for emergency rations
pankey - hell still have his waifu and maybe having someone that still has hope will keep tribe morale up
So its the third night. We're fucking baked, elliott is already dead, and pankey is drawing pictures of that precure chick in the sand. rage is typing along on the wooden typewriter i made, and i use my skills learned in boy scouts/ being left alone in the woods when i was 7 to catch us some dinner. I expertly craft us a fishing pole out of some bamboo and a spider web, and manage to hook an eagle flying by. I roast that fucker over the fire, and with a side of elliott, its bon appetit. Rather than after dinner mints, we freshen our breath with some fat blunts, and lay down in the sand, which is underneath the cabin i built the day before. We are in the cabin, btw
i live about 5 minutes from the doubletree lan used to be at if anyone wants we can show up and stand around in the ballroom and pretend