"Lagswitcher" after every single ToO game because of my poor connection.

I think I've only ever sent hate mail once and it was to a guy who would rush strikes and then kill himself in the darkness zone to kill everyone and teleport us up there with him. Made me restart four of my bounties twice. Do us all a favor and don't be that guy. Rush if you want. Just don't die.

I got a message complaining that nlb had too much aim assist after me and me friend beat a team in doubles skirmish.

I regularly get mail saying I am a hacker

"How does it feel to be a sweaty tryhard?" Says a kid using Last Word and Felwinter's Lie with a flawless emblem on XD

You dress tacky and you have bad breath

Thorn users r gay

I don't have it any longer - deleted it and blocked the sender. Got a message yesterday while playing an incredibly laggy session of IB that they thought I was lag switching/cheating (only not with such nice language). I replied back that I was not cheating and it showed on my system that many people including the sender had bad connections and that he was someone who would have intercourse with his mother. He replied back In a not so friendly manner that my head was shaped like a phallic symbol and that he saw my connection as a red bar. My final reply was that he was the cheater and enjoyed using his tounge to caress others' hind quarters. At that point I saw further conversation was useless - blocked the PSN ID, and reported his activity. BTW - that match due to the extremely laggy session (as well as the time I was spending messaging rather than playing) I was at the bottom of the losing team - you'd think he would have figured out that if you are cheating to win, being at the bottom of the losing team means that you're more than likely just a victim of the lag.

Yo some dude sent me a voice message and he goes "God mode, that's impressive." If I'm so good you think I'm using a -blam!-ing hack I feel great inside!

I just got to say that i love these kind of threads so maybe its time for me to contribute this time I was playing dubbles salvage on thives den yesterday and not really caring about the match as I was paying some attention to a stream that I was watching and also just talking to my friend who is a god at pvp so at the moment I didn't even try. So when we had 3000 points I killed a guy in the enemy team and then just sat down because I knew that we ha won since we were going to get the 400 missing points from capturing the relic in 5 seconds after that [b]butt hurt guy:[/b] [i]"why do you act good when your not"[/i] [b]Me:[/b] [i]"Lol wut?"[/i] [b]butt hurt guy:[/b] [i]"sitting down on someones body is just as sad as punch the air after getting a stupid win"[/i] I was also using my trustworthy duke mk. 10 and some other white weapons as I have been for some time now to make it a bit more challenging to play pvp and got a kdr of 1 that game with just five kills while he got a .44 with 4 kills and I also checked his overall kd on destiny tracker and he had like 0.71 or something like that and the. Me and my friend just laughed out loud

Someone with a bad connection accused me of lagging.

I GUARANTEE you I have the best one. Prepare to read some hardcore hate mail. [quote]Lirois set down his phone and thought calmly to himself, "that'll show them, that'll show them all!" He then waddled over to his extra large king-size bed, a fixture he painstakingly crammed into his tiny, dry-semen-covered basement room a task which took he and his deadbeat father hours to get through the small dark hallway leading to the rats nest he calls home) nevertheless, it was a necessity for boys of his stature. Upon laying down, he realized he had left last nights dinner on his pillow. "Pizza never goes bad," he thought to himself, why not have the remaining few pieces, it wouldn't make a dent in his giant figure. As he crammed the dry, grease-laden food into his disgusting gullet he came to a realization, an epiphany as it were; you see, Lirois has seefood disease, he sees food and eats it. This was only relevant due to said epiphany- he no longer fits through the door leading to the exit and more importantly, the fridge. "I guess this is where I've lived for these past 14 years, I suppose this is where I'll die as well, at least I've got my PlayStation to keep me company!" He said aloud- a habit he formed when he crushed his last friend under his severe girth when they both went to grab the last bugle out of the bag (anger issues much lirois? Jeez!). He propped himself up against the wall of pizza boxes and used tissues so he didn't have to move once he started playing destiny. "Time to exact some revenge on other people for being happy and not obese!" He thought as he excitedly pressed the small, circular PS button on his controller. Everything booted up just fine, " only a minute or two before I can show everyone how badass I am" only there was no connection this time....PlayStation Network is unavailable at this time, please try again later. Furious, he turned off his PlayStation and yelled "Mooooooom! The Internet's down again! Its your fault! Can you bring me a bucket and some toilet paper please?!" After his whore of a mother had come and gone he needed something to do...something he did every day after pwning foos on crucible (he's really worked hard for that .19 k/d) he figured he'd wank it, he'd wank it harder than ever. Lirois was a curious boy, he liked to try new things, so he thought he'd try autoerotic asphyxiation this time...so he wrapped his huuuuge belt around his neck and started to do his thing.... (Fast forward 2 days when his mother finally got home from whoring) "Honey I'm home, I'll be down in a bit to change your feeding trough!" She said as she wobbled through the door. There was no answer...she quickly ran down to his dark basement room, knowing something must be wrong as he was now stuck in his own shit-hole. As she pushed the door open it squeaked a little, there was his TV, which was on and still flashing "PSN down", and on the floor covered in filth was her giant boy, pants around his cankles, belt around his neck, but no life in his body. A sad story but in the end it worked out for the better, his mom stopped whoring around and his dad stopped drinking since he had no one to burn with cigarettes anymore. Poor Lirois, may he waddle in heaven Lirois the POS January 2001- January 2015 "Is that food? Eh, I'll eat it anyway." -Lirois (Queue "Eyes of an Angel")[/quote]

I got called a camping retard in ib sad thing is I am retarded and I was in top 3 in the squad lol

Didn't save it but a guy called me a lag switcher, despite the fact that he was red bar and I was green lol.

"That's why you're adopted." -Troll

Hey try hard you might wanna try harder cause your a scrub using The Last Word lol [spoiler]pls[/spoiler]

I was simply called a c#nt