Add me I want to trade

happy first of july lack

eggbert owned you with that one sorry lack

Your Rust base is like your real life weak, empty, and constantly getting penetrated by strangers. We didn’t offline raid you, we euthanized you. Every time you log in, the server collectively sighs like, 'Oh god, not this walking L again.' Your AK spray looks like a toddler pissing into the wind. If disappointment was a player, it’d be you, spawn camped by life since birth. You farm nodes like you're digging your own grave, and somehow still bring back nothing but trauma. Your furnace placement gave me stage 4 depression. The last time you got a kill, it was a boar and it still nearly won. You're not even a loot goblin, you're a loot charity enemies don’t raid you, they just collect their welfare. Your sleeping bag deserves a restraining order.

bro left his jet to be here, big ♥♥♥♥ confirmed

;P