We gather here today to celebrate the life and ascendance of the gauss cannon equipped warthog on exile: a humbling combination of high speed, unlimited ammo, as much damage as a tank cannon, a hitscan projectile, and heavier aim assist than the railgun. It's head and shoulders deadlier than the tank and moves five times as fast. It kills anything smaller than a itself in a single hit, and punts heathen warthogs and ghosts off into the sunset, providing they don't immediately explode in reverence after being touched by the gauss rifle of the heavens.
Let us take a moment to be thankful for all that the gauss hog has given us and continue to express our disdain toward lesser hogs so as to please our glorious master, and to share tales of how the gauss hog has let its presence be felt in our lives. May he live for a thousand years and reap for us a bountiful harvest of lopsided big team slayer wins.
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