That is true but I severely doubt he was specifically mentioning a brand of duct tape and instead doesn't realize that it's duct and not duck.

especially since the brand name capitalizes Tape and has no hyphen.

It's product placement. He probably works for that company.

that was a parody of product placement, you guys just didn't get it.

EDIT: suck a dick inri

that would be a funnier joke if his other topic hadn't made me suspicious and I did think he was ad bot anyways.

Since someone else bumped I might as well say that a bunch of us confronted this guy and I'm going to "play" him one on one Friday. The deal was this, he doesn't have to STOP MLG or whatever all together, but we said (and listed facts) that this was stupid as a career choice. A few beers later he agreed to stop MLG if I beat him. Basically we said we don't mind if he does it on the side(for the good $$$?), or as a passtime/hobby. But we're not going to let him quit school or do anything else stupid about it. (Btw his girlfriend decided not to leave him ~ I guess he realized sex was better))


He is currently searching for a new job.

even if you do lose, and I hope you don't, don't forget you're still right!

I can't believe some shithead little 12 year old hasn't discouraged him yet.

[00:52] <Akashic> ur whole problem with it is the kinesiology behind it?

hahahaha someone cracked up the thesaurus.

also kinetics* the kinesiology behind it would mean the study of movement behind it which doesn't make any sense.

Someone should tell him that what you're really doing is something that you no longer love after beating it into the ground and almost NEVER making money.

someone should tell him he is a fucking faggot for saying there is more to life than life.

what an idiot

Since someone else bumped I might as well say that a bunch of us confronted this guy and I'm going to "play" him one on one Friday. The deal was this, he doesn't have to STOP MLG or whatever all together, but we said (and listed facts) that this was stupid as a career choice. A few beers later he agreed to stop MLG if I beat him.

Hahahah this sounds like a 90s teen movie.

hey man i was thinking that too, but  i've already tried "YOU'RE AN IDIOT FFFFFF"

dude thats why i told him man. atm its the montage scene of cyborgasm training.

WHAT HES POSTING? GET BACK TO HALO! A MAN'S LIFE IS AT STAKE!!!

           My alarm rings, its 6:30am. I pull the covers off myself, and leave my room stumbling towards the bathroom. As I walk, out of the corner of my eye I see it. It’s been there since last night, controller strewn across the floor, fan still running. I try to keep it out of my mind. I frantically rush to the power bar, and yank the thick grey cord from its place. The fan stops. I enter the bathroom in a fury, not even shutting the old door. I pull off my [silk] boxers, and crank the shower knobs until the warm water flows over me. I am awake, I am ready.

          Exiting the shower was not as difficult as it normally is, I didn’t even dry myself. I knew this day was coming and had prepared for it. I went to the fridge and pulled out a 6 pack of Red Bull and Molsen Canadian. I must become one of them if I wish to defeat my nemesis. I rush back into the bedroom, plug in grey cord back in. Everything is heating up as I grab the controller. Quickly I rush to the computer and stop the porn torrent I had running the night earlier. After opening iTunes and setting Dancing Queen - ABBA to repeat, I was almost ready to go. I grab my cell phone, call one of my friends. He answers the phone, after swearing about the time, asks what is wrong. I only utter a few words, "Make sure...you get laid.... for me." I hang up. Soon after I place the white headset over my right ear, and while still naked, place “Halo 3” into my system. Today I will train.

          "Cyborgasm signed into Xbox Live" happily greeted me, as quickly, I mash “A” as the loading screens fly my eyes. The reflections from the television lighting the back walls of the room with a cool blue aura. Matchmaking. The first few I killed were not old, not even at puberty. I needed more. Double Kill, Triple Kill, Killing Spree. I needed more to satisfy my urges. I start to sweat, my mind racing. “What am I doing? What have I become?” I throw the headset against the back wall, taking the sweat from my palms with it. No, I must not be like this; this is what I am trying to stop. I must train if I am to relinquish my friend from the grasp of this - of this... disease. Panting, I run to the door and slam it open. I collapse outside at the foot of the stairs, Red Bull flowing down them like a stream of my own self pity; mocking me. I get up, leaving the blue can at my feet. I pick up the headset and put it back on, for I must train, as judgment day is fast approaching.

why didn't you post this BEFORE best writer nominations?

The only way to stop him is to beat him at his own game. You must join the MLG and defeat him. Just hope it's true and he's not getting massively trolled by some guys over xbox live.

I agree.

The only way to get a Halo player to realize they're wrong is to beat that person in Halo.  This can prove challenging however.  Since Halo 3 came out I've never been wrong about anything.