u/Joyceecos

I was minding my business looking for dry bags, yes I was a geared player but I meant no harm. I spared a freshie before you and continued my way. When you two called out to me I didn’t mind chatting, but pretending to not hear my replies while you both circle me was as obvious as dye in water. “Ay bro I can’t hear you, you’re too far away” “I just want to ask a question”

Cool, ask it from over there

In fact, your proximity chat was so close that I could hear you both argue whether I was armed or not, when you saw the double barrel on my back you failed to see the longhorn in my hand

This is where the rubber met the road and one of you got a .308 sized hole in your chest for trying to play Boxer

I still let y’all live, was trying to get my little rubber bags man. Crazy thing is, I had too much crap I would have given y’all half of it

Spawned on a dark rainy day, said eff it I’ll grab a stick usually I don’t bother.

Get in the first house and boom get surprise attacked by another freshie with a hatchet, got me with three good strikes but the almighty stick schwacked him in no time, he didn’t even get to retaliate the wood was too strong.

Don’t sleep on the sticks