My friends gifted me the games please

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I loved CS:GO so much.
I prayed to Gaben every night before bed, thanking him for the inventory I've been given.
"CS:GO is love," I say, "CS:GO is life."
My elder Dragon heard me and called me a silver scrublord.
I know my elder is just jealous of my devotion to Gaben.
I call him a console peasant.
He slapped me and sent me to sleep.
I'm crying now and my face hurts.
I lay in bed, and it's really cold.
I feels a warmth moving towards me.
I look up.
It's Gaben!
I'm so happy,
Gabe whispers into my ear, "Try your chances... Open a case."
Gaben grabs me with his powerful dev-team hands and puts me on his hands and knees.
I'm ready.
I open my pockets for Gabe.
He puts his hands deep into my pockets.
It costs so much, but I do it for CS:GO.
I can feel my wallet emptying as my eyes start to water.
I accepts the terms and conditions.
I want to please Gabe.
Gaben lets out a mighty roar as he fills my computer with keys.
I open all the cases and all i get are blues.

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