P.KN 610. So, boys. How's it going? I'm trying to get less salty from my marathon defeats. It's, uh, I was playing with a friend. And we were doing like key runs. So this is like runs where you particularly want to win. And he's like, I got a guy online. I could bring him. I don't really remember remember him. But if I added on my friend's list, he must be pretty good. This guy was fucking the hot

garbage water that comes out of the back of a garbage truck. He was so fucking terrible. He never

killed anyone the whole time. We would have been better off running a two-man team against

triples than to have this dead weight pull us down.

I lost a gold backpack, a gold shield, some gold implants.

I lost shit.

I can't get back.

Kyle's muted.

And like, fucking wiped out like the previous two key runs.

And we got killed by ex-fill campers

but fucking cunt face garbage water

has a class

called recon that lets you see where people are

but he doesn't know

when to use it and

we got killed and I just

so I'm not over it yet

that was like three hours ago. I was trying as hard as I could, man. Like, you know, you guys get it. It kind of hurts here this now. You just said GGs like an hour ago. Like, you just in front of everybody. Dude, I was nice to. But afterwards, he's like, I had to take a phone call on you to talk to my girlfriend. And then he tries to get back in the game.

And me and my friend are like, nah, nah, we'll roll the dice with randoms before we let you back in.

Fucking dumpster water, asshole.

Like, you could give him homework.

You could be like, you know, maybe maybe he was cheating on his homework

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