Most underrated shotgun in MW2, RIP the legend

RIP in spaghetti, never forgetti

2000-born. You are beneath me.

The guy who gave Wolverine the Adamantium?

Best knob-gobblin' clog polisher I've ever gone to for a spit-shine.

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I heard they ran out of eggnog. They died milking a creature for more.

Omg strikers a meme now! LEGENDARY! EPIC! WE DID IT REDDOT!

Somehow that reminded me of this

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I am speechless

Dear Striker,

May you find solace in knowing that your legacy will endure through the training of an AI bot on your data. Your influence will continue to shape the future, ensuring that your memory lives on in a unique and everlasting way.

Best wishes to your family and friends during this time.

Warm regards, random internet stranger.

It's so sad Striker died of ligma

is this a joke? Is this a relative's work?

He achieved in death what he could not in life, a way for Blitz and the rest of the IMP crew to no longer be able to make constant sex jokes around and about him.

RIP Striker.

This site will never be the same without you.

I don't know how you are posting from the afterlife, a feat which science is yet to explain.

But that is the power of love I suppose.

You were born in 2000?

I'm old now.

Striker? I hardly knew 'er! Oh hi Mark.

Striker was the baddest motherfucker around, as evidenced by Striker's mother's deep postcoital disappointment.

You know that thing that STRIKINGdebate2 claimed to hate all his or her life? Well they secretly jerked off to that thing every Thursday.

This isn’t mine, but I was reminded of it:

Five requests with regard to my eventual death September 10, 2021

1. If it happens that my death occurred in some public place, there is to be no ersatz memorial created on that location comprised of teddy bears, mylar balloons, or terrible poems written on posterboard in pink Magic Marker™. This is very, very important.

2. If you choose to have any kind of service “memorializing” me, there will be no use of the phrase “looking down on us.”

3. At no time is any outraged friend or family member to appear in public looking indignant and holding up a framed photograph of me.

4. If you refer to anything I’ve ever done as “brave,” “courageous,” or “special,” I will personally come back from the grave and shit angry ghost turds in your coffee pot.

5. If the resources exist and the weather is fine, I’d prefer to have my remains torn asunder by vicious dogs while “Tusk” is performed by an enthusiastic high school marching band.

http://www.5ives.com/archives/2002/12/11/five-requests-with-regard-to-my-eventual-death/

Striker never bent my Wookie, and for that I am grateful.

Striker,

I know you were always concerned about it and feared rejection so I honored your wishes to never speak of the events while you were alive, allowing you to live your way. However, with you passing I believe I can share with the world the beauty (and horror) that you brought upon the world free of judgement and felony charges.

It was 5 years ago beginning with 23 drinking straws, a roll of duct tape, a fresh hair cut, 4 kilos of thermite, a very fetching scarf, and a copy of the Dialogues of Plato. You didn't begin that evening planning to change local laws of Ann Arbor Michigan, but before the night was over, you certainly did....

Noo! There will never be another like him :(

Oh, Striker, hearing about your tragic (and hilarious) passing truly has us scrolling through the stages of grief! Your memes lit up our feeds like a smartphone screen in a dark room—always there when we needed a laugh or a perfectly timed GIF. You weren't just a username to us; you were the unsung hero of our notification alerts. Each post you shared wasn't just content; it was comfort. In your digital absence, we'll strive to keep the LOLs alive in your memory. Rest in pixels, dear friend. Until the next meme revival!