It’s not my job to talk people out of killing themselves.

It’s not my job to talk people out of killing themselves.

He can’t kill anybody if he doesn’t know which one’s the real millionaire.

There will be no bleedin’ splish-splash show.

As I was sitting at my desk a something moving caught my peripheral vision. When I looked over I saw this guy just chilling and peaking into my office. With the little park beside the building, with the rocks and trees, and the blinds reminding me of bars it felt like I was observing him in his habitat exhibit at a zoo. Then it hit me that he was doing the same thing, observing a human in his office exhibit (where sometimes I feel like I live unfortunately). I’m not sure sure what I should’ve felt when this dawned on me, but it left me slightly perplexed.
1v3 and the bombs planted, if I’m out gunned I’m going out on my own damned terms! Also ignore the team blocking in vents please. Yes, it was awful.
Browsing for houses in my city and came across this glorious picture. Needless to say this was my first thought and I began snickering to myself uncontrollably.

It’s been a little while since I had a miscellaneous CS:GO video. You gotta love the series of events in this one, from the guy’s reaction to noticing he’s alone to the molly creeping in on him cornered with only 10 hp. Then the most miraculous of all, the CT not knowing where the bomb is and the team’s reaction to it. Still makes me chuckle every time I watch it. It’s moments like this I love playing online. Enjoy!
What can I say, I wanted to jump in on the policy bandwagon.

