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| "Unsheath the blade, creep up from behind, |
| Wipe off the blood, make it again shine; |
| Grass under foot, you pick up your pace, |
| You steps are louder, your heart starts to race; |
| Opposition in sight, close in for the kill, |
| A little further more, just over this hill; |
| Pistol is now drawn, you take aim for the head, |
| You missed my claymore,'boom' your dead" |
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| Since you went to the trouble to stop here, I should probally drop a bit of background for you. Ok, here goes. I'm 25, born and raised in the state of Pennsylvania, USA. Graduated high school, took a football scholarship, and used that to land a career in Advertising sales. Pays good, so you wont here me bitch much about that. My fiance is a nurse. I'll stop there, cause you all have dirty minds and she's way too good for you. Way too good for me too. I am currently on the Guardians of Honor (GH) squad in the Delta Force 2 gaming community. I previously spent time with Delta Force Outlaws (DFO) and most recently Gladiators Stand United (GSU). I cant begin to list the friends I've made, wouldnt want to overlook any of them. Lucky for me, a huge lot of them fight alongside me on GH. Besides playing DF2 online, I do have a real life. Not that your getting any information on that though. Unless ya ask anyway. Maybe not even then, lotta you are a bunch of freaks. |
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