LOSES WITH CHEATS

ive been thinking... its just not working out. that first game we played together i was so nervous. every 1 tap put butterfiles in my stomach. your calls were spoken mind-to-mind. we played like the protagonists of Two Man Army (which i said was my favorite game and you said me too, haha) but nowadays its just team flashes, you smoke my mollies, we call opposite sites.

youll always be my first best teammate. but its time to move on

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you ever think about like Garfield hates Mondays dude. how the heck does a cat know what day of the week it is? I mean, loving lasagna is one thing. I've seen a cat throw up and then eat its own vomit, so it's already established in cat-lore that they'll eat anything, and yeah of course lasagna is gonna be better than kibble of whatever Jon's feeding him.
Maybe Garfield thinks his job is being a cat and Mondays give him some sort of existential dread, having to put back on the cat skin which he so gleefully tossed aside? Perhaps there's something even more sinister at play, something that's been buzzing around the back of mind for a while now, but I've been too fearful to acknowledge it.

Maybe cats invented the days of the week. Maybe Monday was a cursed creation by felines. I mean sure they'd also get credit for creating Fridays and Saturdays which are objectively bangers but lord, knowing that you were responsible for the most-hated day of the week really has to weigh on a guy

Good player! Great ally for comp!

my message keep failing? tf?