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Well butter my butt and call me a biscuit, look who’s cryin’ about ping now! Ain’t it funny how a fella from Canada—yep, Canada, not Europe—gets all high and mighty ‘bout someone else’s Steam region? Bless your heart, darlin’, but you might wanna sit this one out.
I don’t need to fake my skill by blamin’ ping or pretendin’ someone’s location is why I got outplayed. You got smoked, plain and simple. Ain’t my fault your aim’s shakier than a jackrabbit on moonshine.
Steam lets folks set whatever region they like. Maybe read the fine print next time ‘fore you start hollerin’ like a barn owl in heat. So before you go pointin’ fingers, take a long look in that maple syrup-stained mirror and ask yourself: ‘Am I mad ‘cause of ping, or ‘cause I just got outgunned by a good ol’ boy?’
Now scoot along, partner. Maybe try gettin’ better instead of bitter.