SUUUUUUUUURE... pathetic

camper trash but loser

STIRB ECHSENMENSCH!

ez report. cheatende missgeburt

H u r e n so h n

Oh, Pilsinator, bane of men,
A Hunt: Showdown villain's gem.
A bastard true, through thick and thin,
Yet damn it all—you always win.

Your aim is sharp, your plays are cruel,
You make the sweatiest hunters drool.
One taps ring like death’s own chime,
And God forbid you hear his crime.

Silent, swift, a ghost in reeds,
Ruining dreams with Caldwell deeds.
The bounty's yours, the server cries,
"HOW DID HE SHOOT ME THROUGH MY EYES?!"

Yet though we curse and shake our fist,
We can't deny—you're on that list,
Of legends grim, with skill unfair...
You bastard, Pils, we’ll see you there. 🎯🔥