according to my topographical map my autism (diagnosed by tambo bless u) says he is a good pick up until he gets grounded
| Account Details | |
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| SteamID64 | 76561198065924206 |
| SteamID3 | [U:1:105658478] |
| SteamID32 | STEAM_0:0:52829239 |
| Country | United States |
| Signed Up | March 9, 2013 |
| Last Posted | February 19, 2026 at 3:58 PM |
| Posts | 1665 (0.4 per day) |
| Game Settings | |
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| In-game Sensitivity | 3 |
| Windows Sensitivity | Default |
| Raw Input | 1 |
DPI |
400 |
Resolution |
1920x1080 |
Refresh Rate |
240 |
| Hardware Peripherals | |
|---|---|
| Mouse | Pulsar X2H Mini |
| Keyboard | Havit KB487L |
| Mousepad | ARTISAN HIEN |
| Headphones | Philips SHP9600 |
| Monitor | DELL S2522HG |
Wow man, Juicy is like a popcorn kernel. Once he gets warmed up, he turns into something great. Somebody pour some butter on him, man
Cameron "viper" Artis-Payne. I'll tell ya what, when this guy frags he really brings the pain, man. Think about that one for a second. Wow.
bwelpscout: protato?
Fen makes me think of the element copper. Pennies were once made out of copper. Pennies are money and so are his frags, man.
Freddo is one of my favorite people in the server, man. He's the type of guy that lets you have the arm rest at the movies. Love that guy
I'll tell ya what. Smesi can frag like it's his job. He puts the cookie in the cookie jar, man. Give me a glass of milk.
i love maelstrom
Moxie and Alanny. These guys could catch a shooting star if they were in space, man. Now that would be out of this world.
hello im from minnesota it cold here ALL THE TIME i have the greatest advice listen to no one else here they are all shams and phonies
dont sit on ur hands because it prevents proper blood flow
typically when ur hands are cold, ur feet are cold, so make sure ur wearing socks or double layer
wear a sweatshirt or jacket
hell wear a hat or hood
stay warm brother بلوزات للحياة
Man, I bet Uber wouldn't miss a porch if he was the paper delivery boy. That guy drops cookies in the basket my friends.
wach out 4 those wrist rockets