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Mirelin
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The first player to write a positive comment there will get me in his team as a medic for the next season
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a positive comment
Not positive enough!
I should say ‘uh oh’ and be impressed like after fucking a thousand of virgins in my flatroom
Your hair smells nice.
no mirelin
ultiduo?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PM7DSiFAxVc&list=UUXZwnpUi1uV9AIiQVx2PeqQ – In the words of the greatest medic to walk tf2 named Mirelin – We think we care but no-one cares :D
PIDOR BLJAD
suka ebani
You are right Mirelin, i totally agree
Best medic in his room
idi nahuj
M irelin is :
I nitial
R ealistic
E asy prem
L iving
I n
N orth – East Europe
Medic DM that you can only dream of.
im here to lick the anus too
And this is how you boost an ego kids
better demo than WARHURYEAH
penis
Übersexual
good medic!
But DUNC is/was still better!
added
Still haven’t let me touch his muscles at lan
Only good medics drop uber
Maybe i can get You a subspot on my Team, i will get back to You
LATVIAN BRALJUGAS REUNITE. oops, that lithuanian. welp , i need a medic no so youre welcome :DDDD
In this small community everything so much depends on the connections, especially playing in the premiership what is a pure circlejerk. As a result, I can’t really understand why have you created this thread, Mr Mirelin. Are you searching for division 1-3 team?
More or less, let’s not strain from the point. I never usually post any comments in the recruitment threads just because I think that it is pointless in the community where, once again, everything so much depends on the connections. But in this case, I will have to be super serious and speak all my mind out. (I just can’t let people suffer as much as I did)
To begin with, if you take him in your team; prepare your ears. After this guy will get used to you, everyday you are going to hear all his shit jokes in the world.
On the Mondays he will complain about his head.
On the Tuesdays he will complain about his mouse cable and how hard it prevents him from doing somewhat ‘decend’ for the middle premiership level. Mind the word ‘middle’.
On the Wednesdays he will complain about how bad he slept the last night.
On the Thursdays he will either apologise for being relatively shit or start blaming your own teammates for doing bad.
On the Sundays he will complain about his wrist. To be fair, Sunday is not the only day when he does that.
Mirelin is very crafty; in order to protect his inner ego he has a large assortiment of the excuses for everyday.
You think that’s all I can say? Well, you are wrong. If you still desperately need a demo and you think that Mirelin is your only hope (cuz of his sick jukes; which are useless to be fair), think twice about it.
Be prepared that all your teammates either are going to hate each other or split apart in to 3 groups of people which hate and never really talk to each other. You are going to have even bigger problems if you have another Britt in your team, because Mirelin knows how to manipulate with them and force them do everything he wants by acting like a child . Mirelin is crafty, when he performs shit, well, that’s not his fault. As a result, he tries to find a scapegoat. If you give him the power of leader, then you are even in a bigger problem. Beware of being kicked.
Let’s go further. Mirelin has absolutely no respect to his teammates. If you picked him in your team, keep in mind; you are nothing but a player for him and he either plays with you because there is no one better around or he has a power of leader and he kicks you out of the team when there is someone who is capable of doing better.
Team spirit? Passion? You’ve got to be kidding me :D . I felt the team spirit and passion from him only twice. The first time was somewhere in the middle of the previous season and the last time was at insomnia 52 when we were sucking cocks of IM on the last minutes of the cp_badlands. All other times were pure complainings about how shit we are and how hard he can’t be arsed to play with us due to his shit jokes.
Did I say LAN? Oh yes. When I was on my way to i52, I imagined to see different Mirelin. The mirelin that is full of life, happines, empathy and the desire to communicate, talk and have fun together. Isn’t it what you want to have at lan with a person that you see only once a year?
What I have met; quite the opposite. I have met emotionless and annoyed person who had absolutely no desire to talk about anything than his adidas track suit. Moreover, his large assortiment of complains was still present and in a much stronger way.
I remember only 2 things about Mirelin from i52; how shit he slept the last night (considering that he was the first guy going to bed), how crappy he feels and how desperately he needs to change his tracksuit (One more word word in to my vocabulary) .
To wrap everything up. If you want to be somewhat average, replace thousands of players during the season and fold after the season is over; then this guy is definitely for you.
If you still want to be average but last for a longer time, then you will need a person who has strong personality within your team; who will be capable of holding Mirelin on a strong and short leaf and bitchslap him anytime he tries to conquer the leadership.
Also, he has a habbit to die and getting mad. His speciality is – get mad and start dying more often after your first death.
To make an outstanding ending. If you still ended up playing with him in one team, then you either have nerves of steel or you are here just to have fun.
Top5 jokes that will give you a lot of laugh and make Mirelin furious(Say it in a sarcastic voice everytime he stupidly dies):
– Oh Mirelin, was that your shit joke again?
– Oh Mirelin, you probably slept bad? You have a headache again?
Impersonation(Say it in a sarcastic voice when kaidus is asking, for example, why did you die so stupidly):
– Oh shit, sorry Jason, my wrist is in pain today.
– Oh shit, sorry Jason, my mouse pad feels very bad today.
– Oh shit, sorry Jason, I need to dehydrate.
These top jokes made me laugh very hard thus they made Mirelin go completely emo during our PCW’s.
Have fun, Kappa. Sorry for my broken English. I was on hype while writing this masterpiece.
fuck i fucked up the last paragraph
div 6 max
Hello this is my team http://etf2l.org/teams/22533/ we will have a lot off scrims and have fun ! :)
mirelin please make a kid with me
i am so horny
mirelin good med for his lvl
take him
mirelin good luck brother
I think he could handle div4.
Mirlin is a great wizard!
Greetings, my dear companions.
I made this recruitment thread for the trolling purposes but it was still very funny to read all your creative comments :D .
I am very happy that my big essay about kaidus has been copied in this thread as well. Everyone should know what a bad boy he is. Shall I not lock this thread just because of my beautiful work of the masterpiece which is accessible there in so much easier way ? :D
My essay about kaidus: Your thoughts and wits, discuss!
you shouldnt write essays until you dont need me to do your english homework
One of the worst trolls seen
I wrote you a story Mirelin, to show everyone exactly the impact you can have on someone’s life.
It was a cold day when Melissa woke up from her slumber. She noticed she had left her hand down her own ya-hoo all night and because of the heat it had merged
together with her hand. Melissa attempted to remove her whole hand from her own kitty-kat but alas, her tra-la-la will never see the light of day again. Melissa
was frightened when she realized she had a dance class today. She had to attend otherwise she would never be able to dance alongside Mirelin, the travestite
badger. That boy sure had moves. Melissa always dreamed of being penetrated by Mirelin’s stinky jalapeño, and often dreamt of him. But she mustn’t lose track
of the situation at hand. She had to waddle over to the kitchen to get supplies. All the while she had to make sure her siamese twin parents didn’t see her. As she
neared the kitchen door she heard a yell from the basement:
“MELISSA GET ME THE BAT, YOUR FATHER IS TRYING TO GIVE ORAL TO HIMSELF AGAIN”
Melissa was never quite sure how they reproduced in order for her to walk the earth, but she couldn’t spend time on such nonsense. Her father often tried to pleasure
himself and it did quite a number on their food supply.
As she arrived in the kitchen, she found the bat but was unable to pick up due to her hand being stuck in her ba-jazzle. If she wanted to function like a normal
siamese-offspring again, she had to free herself of this earthy restriction. As she was looking for the keys to salvation, she was thinking of Mirelin and his gentle
touch. When Mirelin danced the cha-cha, all Melissa could feel was the sweet sensation of urine floating through her body.
“Oh sweet Mirelin, I will cleanse my innocence so that one day you can purify me with your whiskers.”
Through the sea of thoughts, she found the necessary supplies. A pack of butter and a large knife. She quickly stabbed herself in her ChangChongLang
and stuffed the pack of butter in. She flim-flammed her jim-jam until it was smooth enough for her hand to be released from this dark prison. She gave it a
good pull, a pull she wishes to give Mirelin one day and finally she was free. With haste, she got on her bike, unknowing that blood was still rushing
down from her chubacabra. She got on the saddle and twisted it in there to block the plug.
“I want to be your horse, Mirelin. Ride me like the bulls in Spain.”
She thought. Melissa arrived at the dance studio, having only killed 3 people when they spotted her with a saddle up her cooch. She entered the building and saw there
a horror she will never be able to forget:
“Mirelin!? Do you comprehend what is currently going on in the situation that is at stake of all places?”
As she saw Mirelin eating the carcass of Latishá, the sassy skank bitch with the moves like jagger.
“mildred bby i can esplen latish and i are actuasly bro and sistr and i love me some incest negros”
“But I was going to be your first, Mirelin. I masturbated to the thoughts of your teeth ripping through my united-jewels. I was going to be the girl to take
your badger-inity!”
“bby im sory but ur jus fukken ugly woman u aint black u aint street yall women are white i cant fuk no bish dat white woman u think ur ganstr nawh ur a goraffe”
Melissa was fed up. Filled with anger. Sadness. Fear. Fear that the badger she thought she once loved devours other women. Melissa felt like she couldn’t
handle living like this. She took out the saddle from her limbo-larry and threw it at Mirelin and Latishá. All the while a fountain of red came spewing
out of her. The carpet, the windows, the building, the continent became red. Melissa was spreading her juices across all the nations, until she felt the
poor souls drown in her blood. All but one.
“Mirelin. I once wanted to dance the sex with you, but you have betrayed me.”
“no bby im not gun fuk u ur dumb bith lel”
That’s when Melissa grabbed onto her insides, and pulled it. Pulled it like she would pull Mirelin all night. Her inside came out. And as she was laying there
Mirelin came up to her body, floating in a sea of red sticky goo and whispered in her ears:
“lel im ur dad”
THE END
Thank you Mirelin.
You looked mad sexy in that tracksuit at i52
Oh my god, Raziel.
It is a masterpiece :D
Made my day :D
Is it your own creation or you took it from somewhere? :D
Pacani, ta pizdit on. U nego vsya zhisn’ – obosrat’ Numlocked’a <3
It’s my own creation, laid upon the earth with only the purest thoughts
bump lel