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Trickstabs... Stair Stabs, Matador Stabs, Understabs, and oh boy, don't forget one of my favourites, the Corner Stab!
Every time I get a trickstab, I feel an immense about of pleasure! When a player responds with "Facestab!" or "???" it feels all the sweeter!
When I'm not trickstabbing ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥, I tend to indulge myself in some clean Sniper picks, OH MOMMA! That Sniper was scoped in, concentrating on his shot, to suddenly die, fills me with joy!
I could talk about Spy for ages, so I'll leave you with one more thing I find thrilling! Coordinated Saps! Oh boy! Talking to my teammate in Mumble saying "Sapping in 3...2...1... SAPPED!" feels amazing! Especially when I manage to pull off a successful trickstab on the Engineer along with a sap, then I can call one of my favourite things "Engineer down! Sentry Sapped"
These are some of the many reasons I find the class so delightful =)
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You are here
Wishing you all the best :p
It´s not much but hope It´ll make you smile ;)
Bobbert
When you see the name,
You'll never play the same.
This guy called Bob
Will get your head shot.
His aims at you precisely
Kills you too quickly.
You won't even know
He'll destroy you much more!
He kills off your team,
Like it's your bad dream.
Just wait, you will see,
When you cry in defeat
When you see his smile,
So crooked but still mild.
You know you'll die,
Just run away! Hide!
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