Look kid, I fuck more attractive women than you have ever even seen with your prepubescent, desperate virgin eyes. I once beat up an ex heavy weight boxer because he looked at me wrong. He begged me to stop. He begged me to just let him go, But I didn’t stop. You sit there in with your shitty computer, no job prospects past your nearest McDonald, and call me a beta male? You can’t even get the greese stains off of your shit between your fourth and fifth abdominal roll without the help of your mother, whom you have single handedly lead into an unimaginable misery by your mere pathetic existence. Take some of those bigs words and bring them outside into the real world. That way someone can beat you up before they send you crawling home to lick your wounds and make pissy internet videos bitching about people that you cannot even begin to understand from behind the drool covered binoculars you call glasses.
Using an auto is like using porn. Manual is like sex.
Sex really benefits from developing a relationship, paying attention, practice and focus. Its work.
You can have sex without these qualities but the sex suffers, and so does the experience of driving a manual.
When you just need to get off and not pay attention - automatic transmission.
You can still have fun - especially left foot braking without a clutch, but it's designed to be convenient.
This door sucks so fucking hard. Shit framework, shit hinges, shit unsecured name placard thing I could literally just steal if I wanted to. This is the worst door I've ever seen in a videogame, full stop. Holy shit it won't even fucking open. Why would you put a door in your game if you don't want your goddamn playerbase to open it. That's not a door that's a fancy wall decoration. I hope Tran S. Wright is partying it the fuck up in there because if he sees me it is bodily mutilation on sight. Fuck Valve for giving us this shitty fucking door instead of a Pyro inflatable prop penis cosmetic and fuck you for anything you've ever done wrong. God I want to burn down Vatican City.
What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, miners? I'll have you know I was promoted to the top of my class on the space rig, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Hoxxes IV, and I have over 300 confirmed dreadnought eliminations. I am trained in glyphid warfare and I'm the top sniper in DRG. You are nothing to me but mere employees. I will wipe you all the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this damn planet, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me on your terminal? Think again, fuckers. As we speak I am contacting management and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, miners. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your lives. You're fucking dead, dwarf. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my m1000 Classic. Not only am I extensively trained in ranged combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the company and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable asses off the face of the continent, you little shits. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comments were about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongues. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiots. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, miners.
I’ve cheated on every exam at UBC
Here’s how:
I show up to class right, I have a notebook on my lap where I write down what the professor is talking about! Every one else messes around on their laptops playing chess or scrolling through memes, I'm the only smart one because I'm copying what the prof says (Real sneaky so no one notices). Then, I look at these hand made notes for a few minutes everyday, increasing the time I look at them as I get closer to the test. I walk in, take the test (remembering everything the professor said!) and then walk out of there Mission Impossible style. It's almost impossible to get caught cheating this way. (secret)
Please don't snitch on me, I might get expelled.
Those stupid DWARFs do nothing but scurry around my feet at 10000MPH and slash at my ankles until I KEEL OVER and BLEED OUT. I CAN'T STAND when these TINY BOYS turn invisible and HIDE IN A CORNER waiting for you to start DEPOSITING MONEY or capturing the objective and then POUNCE on you. THEY THINK THEY ARE HOUDINI when they STOP BEING TRANSPARENT and BLOW your BRAINS OUT. What do you mean they need a buff??? They have the HITBOXES OF A CHILD and can DISAPPEAR AT WILL??? What do you mean you die in 1 second, put on your HARRY POTTER CLOAK and no one can shoot at you??? On top of that they literally hold the LONG JUMP WORLD RECORD, they fling themselves from building to building LIKE THEY ARE FUCKING SPIDER MAN??!! It makes no sense, they are SMALL and have LITTLE LEGS why do they RUN SO FAST?? I cant even when they WAIT FOR EVERYON TO DIE and then JUST take the MONEY without BEING SEEN. Don't even get me started on when they have the SNIPERS who SHOOT AT ME when I DONT HAVE THE VAULT and AM NOT ON THE OBJECTIVE. Who are you helping??? Do you just get a rise out of HELPING THE WINNNING TEAM???? GOD FORBID a PACK OF 3 get near you, WHICH ONE DO YOU SHOOT AT???? I CAN'T even tell the difference when I damage one, THEY ARE HUNGRY PIRANNAHS. I see them in MY DREAMS and they TERRORIZE me WHEN I SLEEP.
