I was really pulling for you, you pathetic fucks. Get the milly, riding the high of Vince's kwabbing, and you'd have artillery for a few days of shelling in the console war. I was pulling for the hope spot, the comeback. You failed to get a milly, 900k, 800k, 790k, 780k, 770k, 765k or 762k.
Seven hundred and sixty one thousand.
You fucking sicken me.