Listen up, patriots, the Lone Star’s under ♥♥♥♥♥♥’ SIEGE and nobody’s got the balls to say it! The Mexicans are storming Texas like it’s the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Alamo 2.0, except this time they’re not waving muskets—they’re wielding tacos, birth certificates, and a master plan straight outta some cartel warlord’s playbook. This ain’t immigration, it’s INVASION, and the deep state’s jerking off to the chaos!

You think it’s random that every gas station from El Paso to Austin’s got a taqueria now? That’s not “culture,” that’s territorial marking—pissin’ on our red dirt with their ♥♥♥♥♥♥’ cilantro and lime. They’ve been breeding like rabbits, popping out anchor babies faster than you can say “deport,” and now half the state’s got brown eyes and a grudge. Census says 40% of Texas is Hispanic? ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥—that’s the watered-down number! Real count’s closer to 60%, and they’re rigging it so the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ don’t panic ‘til it’s too late.

YO STEAM FAM, VALVE’S STRAIGHT UP COOKED AND Y’ALL ARE TOO BUSSY BLASTING CS:GO SKINS TO PEEP THE TEA! GabeN’s out here flexin’ like a sus lizard king, draining our bread with microtrans vibes while VAC bans hit harder than a TikTok glow-up fail! Those “sales”? STRAIGHT CAP—they juice the prices pre-Summer Sale so that 75% off hits diff, but it’s still more than GOG, YOU SLEEPING NPCS! Half-Life 3’s ghosted ‘cause they’re too busy yeeting Steam Deck drops to Illuminati bots—UNCLENCH YOUR EYES!

Workshop’s a whole-ass sweatshop—modders grinding for the ‘gram while Valve’s rizzing up Dota 2 cosmetic stacks! Proton’s fake af too—Linux support’s just a glowie trap to yoink your data, piping it to the feds through Source Engine hacks! I CAUGHT IT, BESTIES—MY TF2 CRASH LOG HAD MY SSN IN 4K HEX! Steam Support? Bot energy on fleek, gaslighting us ‘til we’re literally deceased over a $2.99 indie flop!

Foolish civilians, mouthing off to me is like dancing with death. Let me share just a fragment of my dossier, some of the things that were de-classified. I was in the military, I don't claim allegiance to one specific branch because I served in all of them when things happened in the dark. I would jump into situations silently like a feather onto the grass and disappear into plain sight and just wait, months sometimes, perfectly still, slowing my heart rate to 3 beats
per minute, yeah, I can do that, then when the opportunity presented itself, 5 or 10 men perished and when the chaos subsided, I was already 4 miles into the sea preparing to enter the sub through torpedo doors, I never carried a firearm, just a knife and the patient and deadly hands of the worlds best assassin. Next time you want to blather your flapjacks at a stranger, consider that I might be outside watching you typing your foolishness.
Eagle Falcon Actual……out

+rep loves the game

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