All of you

[Beaverboys]

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little roach? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class at Willy University, and I’ve been involved in numerous CSFL championship teams, and I have over 300 confirmed head catches. I am trained in delivering haircuts and I’m the top qb in the entire AFM pug server. You are nothing to me but just another pubstar. I will clean your pipes with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on CS 1.6, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, cockroach. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across Steam and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, shitty. The storm that wipes out the cancerous little thing you call your AFM career. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can play any position, anytime, and I can shit on you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with 40 fps. Not only am I extensively trained in press coverage, but I have access to the entire arsenal of GB rates and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the PUG leaderboard, you little roach. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you IQ-less parasite. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking bad, kiddo.