HMMMM... Might as well repost this Clooneys TF2 Ballad

Clooney's TF2 ballad

I boot up my computer
with a daft maneuver
I close the blinds, it blocks out the sun
I join my favorite server: Candy Mans House of Fun
The map was gold rush, the round about to begin
The various sprays went up, depicting their various forms of sin
The timer was going down, 60 seconds to start
The medics were charging their ubers while the rest danced about
I chose my class, I was to play a Scout
Bonk! Went my bat, Bonk! Bonk! some more
Striking my teammates heads in good cheer
We all taunted the Pyro, who was trying to burn down the gate
The medics were charged, the Heavies thought it great!
The announcer spoke nosily, only 5 seconds to wait
The sentries were up, stickies laid bare
I must admit, I had a feeling of slight despair
Our opposition quite ready to meet us
No hope for a merciful flare
The siren sounded, the gates rattled and opened
The sentries began firing, the Heavies taking damage
our medic this round, fired his charge, giving the heavy and a demo an uber simultaneously somehow
Both destroyed the sentries allowing the rest
To push the cart up to the first crest
I stood riding on the bomb taunting with glee
Our sniper firing his rifle, quite rapidly
The Demo Looked in my direction and shouted: ”That Scouts a bloody Spy!”
I quickly turned around and was stabbed in the eye
“Et tu Spy?” I asked sadly
oh well, it mattered hardly
I changed class to a powerful Pyro
For I find that a little fire can make quite a crescendo
I found the same spy again, and burned him rather quick
sent him back to spawn, with 20 seconds on the tick
We captured the first point, The scoreboard did anoint
A wave of red charged through the tunnel
A few pipes turned it into a death funnel
Jumping from the overhang was a doom for us all
A soldier and medic with a charge of the Kritzkrieg kind
With a right click I gave him back his gift so kindly given
Delivered to his medic, Wishing him the best for the rest of his liven'
our Spy dispatched the Soldier quite quick, and I must say, rather slick
We rounded the final corner, we needed an uber
but the Soldier pulled it off, with a daft maneuver
The battle was won, the bomb slid into place
Red team had fallen from The announcers good grace
The round was over all our crits were active
Red team was running away, quite passive
I followed their sniper, to a dry patch of weedy grass
and he gave a quick taunt before I burned his ass
All of them we had got
Every player, in every slot
The VIP scores popped up, Some people giving a joyful scream
but to me it doesn't matter because we played as a team
We are friends and our bonds are strong...
At least until the auto-balance kicks on!

<-- Anyone notice this is spelled wrong?

/clap clap

/the clap

i member this cept it had our names in it xD
i remember i had it guess not

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