hey ywn i was just watching a random slark game of miracle and i found out u were the pa
sad lose, but u srsly lost bc u gave them time to farm after u got their mid rax early af. like u all tped and farmed and miracle just farmed the whole map after that until some of ur mates made some shitty mistakes like ww ratting while enemy missing.
there is a kind of a mindtwister ame i thibnk its called not not or smth
basically ure a man standing on a cube and each round u need to quickly pick one of 4 directions to go depending on instructions but intstructions fuick with u by adding "nots", confusing u with colors(text says green but its color is red etc) and other shit
was pretty entertaining
also theres redungeon where u go around the dungeon dodging traps and colelcting coins, there are bunch of heroes with different abilities, probably my favorite but theres a lot of grind
i swear that 90% of russian dota players have bricks for brains
they're unable to cooperate EVEN IN FUCKING LOW PRIO GAMES and it takes good half an hour before you manage to gather for one game because some retard isnt able to press queue on same servers, doesnt come with smurf or GRIEFS EVEN WHILE SANDBOXING
i had an urge to ruin in sandbox once when there was an extremely stupid and arrogant guy in my party, he didnt know shit about sand lp but was super impatient and edgy
i dont know how i ended up in this shithole, almost all of these players are genuinely awful people and it makes me throw up a little that they're using the same thing as me
The year is 4786 and the world has become a madhouse unlike anything we ever could have imagined in science-fiction films. It's a world which, in many aspects, could put to shame the post-apocalyptic thinking of Judge Dredd, Mad Max, Terminator, Fallout, and the Super Mario Bros movie. The world is primarily clean, pollution has been cleared of most major cities, the world has come together united as one people under the watchful eye of one man: Atomic Bodied Dave Mustaine.
Throughout the years he carved the world in the image he desired, turning the world 90% Christian with his compelling and moving Christian Metal albums. He'd managed to turn The United States of Earth into a Republican paradise which would make the most die-hard Reaganite weep openly with joy. Music education was compulsory for all children in school, the national anthem of the world was made "Peace Sells," the world song for grief was made "A Tout le Monde," and all criminals across the world would be subjected to "Risk" and "Super Collider" until they had seen the error of their ways and bettered themselves. The world was at peace and in time, the only thing the world had to fear was Youthanasiatic Headcrusher Dave Mustaine himself.
But of course, not everything is sunshine and roses. Thermonuclear Dave Mustaine is a deeply troubled man on the upcoming 2800th anniversary of "Peace Sells... But Who's Buying?"
In his gigantic 150 story tall cross-shaped tower in Oakland which casts shadows in the morning on San Francisco, as both a message to accept Christ into their lives and a warning of the darkness that can always be brought down on the poor fools, Nuclear Lucretian Abomination Dave Mustaine takes off his vintage antique Human Leather Jacket he made from the skin of Bobby Blitz after he single-handedly won the Great Megakill Feud of 2044. He lays it across the table he made from the bones of James MacDonough after he died in 2029 from a car crash, which some say Dave orchestrated just because his vitriol for James never fully went away.
Despite his atomic, non-stop nuclear fueled heart of bitter curmudgeonly petty bullshit, Irradiated Muskrat Dave "I-will-not play-Devil's-Island-Anymore" Mustaine is tired. He saunters over to a picturesque window which looks down onto San Francisco and sits upon his famed Polaris Throne-- with back and arms built from the right arms of all the guitarists he's had over the years, and seat and legs built of all his former drummers. He sighs heavily and lowers his head, his right hand running across the arm rest of the chair, feeling Chris Poland's left hand and thinking about the days gone by.
Deadly Elephant's Foot Dave "Bad Omen" Mustaine reflects on his life for a bit. He remembers all the fun times of the 80s, disregarding the bad and all problems he knew-- a rare thing for a man whose absurd feuding once lead to to the destruction of the entire country of South Africa in 2918, after Andre Pretorius, vocalist of the Neo-Proto Bay-Teutonic Thrash themed band Cockgoblin Factory XKK, made the remark, "That daywalking piece of shit couldn't write a good new riff to save his septic tank he calls an ass."
But the point is he fondly remembers the good times. He is nostalgic for a time when life was much simpler, when he didn't have to think about 2800th anniversaries of things. He's grown tired of this rat-race he calls a world, even if it is the world he wanted. For a brief time, he is contented. But it doesn't last. All at once, as he notices something in the corner of his 725 megapixel Megahealth™ Prosthrashix Eyes™ across the bay in San Francisco and he grows furious, slamming his 200lb metallic Davemantium shred-fist against the skull of Chris Poland, crushing it entirely and further enraging him. He stands up and screams, "I STILL CAN'T QUIT..."
What he noticed was a massive sign above a "Peace Sells 2800th Anniversary Concert" sign which read,
"METALLICA PRESENTS S&M 4786: MASTER OF PUPPETS 2800th ANNIVERSARY"
a guy doesnt get mid, goes "roaming mirana" (read - arrow jungle creeps + steal safelane hard camp min1 + buy midas + get tome + dont get any support items whatsoever)
when apporached that hes a fucking moron and was 2nd bigest reason we lost the game says he has more lvls and farm than me
hello valve?
why do i run into a moron that firstpick randoms and takes core pos every game THREE times in a row despite making pauses between quues?
any specualtions?
https://www.reddit.com/r/DotA2/comments/6ntoph/sick_matchmaking_valve/
XDD ARIN
ive lost all ohpe for arin
Busted
lmfao
when you look at arins games, the concept of hidden pool suddenly becomes a possibility
btw i literally just played roaming pos 8 support zeus and it was EZ AF
wow mr. Y W N ure internet famOus now!!!
ROFL
send me
understandable
me_irl
lul????
hey ywn i was just watching a random slark game of miracle and i found out u were the pa
sad lose, but u srsly lost bc u gave them time to farm after u got their mid rax early af. like u all tped and farmed and miracle just farmed the whole map after that until some of ur mates made some shitty mistakes like ww ratting while enemy missing.
but hey, you'll win next time ;))
well fuck
nevermind just had to restart steam
gotta admit i was pretty monkaS'd out at first though
i cant even get into dota, it says my files are corrupted and in need of verifying game files but that didnt do anything
w/e im using the downstairs computer
im going to abuse child labor and have my brother help me
valve doing u a favor
What to do when you only have mobile internet and it's slow af? Anybody knows some good games/apps for Android?
legends for mobile lul
there is a kind of a mindtwister ame i thibnk its called not not or smth
basically ure a man standing on a cube and each round u need to quickly pick one of 4 directions to go depending on instructions but intstructions fuick with u by adding "nots", confusing u with colors(text says green but its color is red etc) and other shit
was pretty entertaining
also theres redungeon where u go around the dungeon dodging traps and colelcting coins, there are bunch of heroes with different abilities, probably my favorite but theres a lot of grind
i swear that 90% of russian dota players have bricks for brains
they're unable to cooperate EVEN IN FUCKING LOW PRIO GAMES and it takes good half an hour before you manage to gather for one game because some retard isnt able to press queue on same servers, doesnt come with smurf or GRIEFS EVEN WHILE SANDBOXING
???
how fucking stupid you must be to do that
i had an urge to ruin in sandbox once when there was an extremely stupid and arrogant guy in my party, he didnt know shit about sand lp but was super impatient and edgy
Nomad: гоу
Nomad: invite
Nomad: me
Nomad: party
Nomad: lp
Nomad: abuse
Nomad: sand box
Nomad: please
Nomad: go
Nomad: lp
Nomad: invite
Nomad: go
Nomad: invite
Nomad: me
Nomad: lp
Nomad: sand box
lilith: ищу пати песок
Nomad: go
Nomad: lp
Nomad: go
Nomad: invite
Nomad: +1
Nomad: lp
Nomad: abuse
Nomad: INVITE
Nomad: ME
Nomad: SUKA
Nomad: ГОУ
Nomad: АБУЗ
Nomad: ЛП
Nomad: СУКА
Nomad: ГОУ
Nomad: человек
i dont know how i ended up in this shithole, almost all of these players are genuinely awful people and it makes me throw up a little that they're using the same thing as me
better send some reports their way
That NotNot game is pretty cool.
im out god bless
now i have to upload my selfie to uni's website for some student card and hopefully not put in some r34 instead
i feel like playing starcraft 2 again
i cant afford playing more online games, especially the dead ones
a reminder that there is still an existing ayy lmao snapchat group
leave nickname below and somebody will add you
shoutout to
kitty
thanks
yoshi
alison
hotsalza
symetrical
ywn
spunki
mods not allowed tho
i have a phone from a company that makes excavators
guess im not going in
please send me the memes' transcripts in MMS or ascii
The year is 4786 and the world has become a madhouse unlike anything we ever could have imagined in science-fiction films. It's a world which, in many aspects, could put to shame the post-apocalyptic thinking of Judge Dredd, Mad Max, Terminator, Fallout, and the Super Mario Bros movie. The world is primarily clean, pollution has been cleared of most major cities, the world has come together united as one people under the watchful eye of one man: Atomic Bodied Dave Mustaine.
Throughout the years he carved the world in the image he desired, turning the world 90% Christian with his compelling and moving Christian Metal albums. He'd managed to turn The United States of Earth into a Republican paradise which would make the most die-hard Reaganite weep openly with joy. Music education was compulsory for all children in school, the national anthem of the world was made "Peace Sells," the world song for grief was made "A Tout le Monde," and all criminals across the world would be subjected to "Risk" and "Super Collider" until they had seen the error of their ways and bettered themselves. The world was at peace and in time, the only thing the world had to fear was Youthanasiatic Headcrusher Dave Mustaine himself.
But of course, not everything is sunshine and roses. Thermonuclear Dave Mustaine is a deeply troubled man on the upcoming 2800th anniversary of "Peace Sells... But Who's Buying?"
In his gigantic 150 story tall cross-shaped tower in Oakland which casts shadows in the morning on San Francisco, as both a message to accept Christ into their lives and a warning of the darkness that can always be brought down on the poor fools, Nuclear Lucretian Abomination Dave Mustaine takes off his vintage antique Human Leather Jacket he made from the skin of Bobby Blitz after he single-handedly won the Great Megakill Feud of 2044. He lays it across the table he made from the bones of James MacDonough after he died in 2029 from a car crash, which some say Dave orchestrated just because his vitriol for James never fully went away.
Despite his atomic, non-stop nuclear fueled heart of bitter curmudgeonly petty bullshit, Irradiated Muskrat Dave "I-will-not play-Devil's-Island-Anymore" Mustaine is tired. He saunters over to a picturesque window which looks down onto San Francisco and sits upon his famed Polaris Throne-- with back and arms built from the right arms of all the guitarists he's had over the years, and seat and legs built of all his former drummers. He sighs heavily and lowers his head, his right hand running across the arm rest of the chair, feeling Chris Poland's left hand and thinking about the days gone by.
Deadly Elephant's Foot Dave "Bad Omen" Mustaine reflects on his life for a bit. He remembers all the fun times of the 80s, disregarding the bad and all problems he knew-- a rare thing for a man whose absurd feuding once lead to to the destruction of the entire country of South Africa in 2918, after Andre Pretorius, vocalist of the Neo-Proto Bay-Teutonic Thrash themed band Cockgoblin Factory XKK, made the remark, "That daywalking piece of shit couldn't write a good new riff to save his septic tank he calls an ass."
But the point is he fondly remembers the good times. He is nostalgic for a time when life was much simpler, when he didn't have to think about 2800th anniversaries of things. He's grown tired of this rat-race he calls a world, even if it is the world he wanted. For a brief time, he is contented. But it doesn't last. All at once, as he notices something in the corner of his 725 megapixel Megahealth™ Prosthrashix Eyes™ across the bay in San Francisco and he grows furious, slamming his 200lb metallic Davemantium shred-fist against the skull of Chris Poland, crushing it entirely and further enraging him. He stands up and screams, "I STILL CAN'T QUIT..."
What he noticed was a massive sign above a "Peace Sells 2800th Anniversary Concert" sign which read,
"METALLICA PRESENTS S&M 4786: MASTER OF PUPPETS 2800th ANNIVERSARY"
why am i named last? can i be named first next time? ty
mach euch aber auf snaps gefasst von dünnen lauchteenies die denken sie sind fetzen
^so true
eto gg wp
a guy doesnt get mid, goes "roaming mirana" (read - arrow jungle creeps + steal safelane hard camp min1 + buy midas + get tome + dont get any support items whatsoever)
when apporached that hes a fucking moron and was 2nd bigest reason we lost the game says he has more lvls and farm than me
hello valve?
why do i run into a moron that firstpick randoms and takes core pos every game THREE times in a row despite making pauses between quues?
any specualtions?
alsoi see a name ive seen a couple days back and im pretty sure hes a massive retard as well but i dont have him muted for some reason
@sam that's ur best games
new page
get it
tiger