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He used to be a friend. One day I left early from work to meet my girl. To my surprise, I heard loud moans coming from my bedroom. I tried to shoulder peek through the door. There he was, crouched, pointing his barrel at my girl's lower tunnels. I stood there, stunned, as he shot a perfect spray with no recoil. He noticed me standing behind him, and before I could trash talk to him, he b-hopped out of the room, leaving my girl field tested. Never imagined she would back-stab me like this. We never spoke again.

[h1]not hacking 100% legit[/h1]

1 tap BotZera

+REP

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