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Shout out to Dj Dyps

 

Merry Christmas to you too!

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And then, there’s this guy.

Throughout my XBL career, my experience with fan mail has been less than optimal. And then there are days like today where I’m surprised and reminded that not ALL the people on XBL are utter douchebags.

 

So cheers to you Mr DSB TORIZZLE for not being an assclown to me tonight. <3

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Same Shit, Different Day

Because after *you* rage quit the game, this is clearly the appropriate course of action.

 

Stay classy

 

GG douchebag, gg. #staymad

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More fan mail!

Tonight, I get this:

Yay!
Yay!

I read it to the group only to be met with,

“What a bitch.” – Cheese

We’re jerks. Slightly hard of hearing in Cheese’s case sometimes but still jerks. ūüėČ

(In his defense, my XBL profile contains the phrase, “Video games don’t cause violence, lag does.” so he’s just going deaf or something.)

Aside

Fan Follow Up

In what I can only assume is in response to this, I found this in my XBL inbox earlier today:

Hmm, not sure how I feel about this one...
Hmm, not sure how I feel about this one…

So sweet…Too bad I’m not really convinced.

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We Have Fans!

Today is one for the calendar kids – we found fans in MM…And they even left us mail! Now, I’m not sure which of

Apparently when you thoroughly embarrass blacknightt71, Shivers103, and Notorious T I M, they get pissy. (Pity their poor Dutch random. :( )

 

Classy folks
Classy folks

Please, by all means. Let’s see your websites. Oh and I so¬†hope you are using a touchscreen.

Here, hold this for me.
Hold this for me.

Mango fished (ie threw the ball at the opponent so he caught it automatically then stabbed him and took it back) and they raged.

Then blacknightt71 and Notorious T I M sent Cheese mail about not trying hard enough so he pointed out that there was no “trying” involved, only doing. (I mean, did you see the scores?) And then directed them to our little corner of the internet as proof that we don’t take ourselves seriously.

But wait. The best part?

They’re in a clan. Yup.¬†We are the losers who need lives and to go outside because we beat them in a grifball game but they’re the ones in a clan.

Go home kids, you’re drunk.