Well I guess I'll try to write my story now. Way back near the beginning of time I used to play BF4 with Sgt. Mathews who was teaching me how to not be totally inept at FPS games as well as the great art of Tea-Bagging. So Sgt and I had been playing together for a few weeks and then he magically disappeared and started ignoring my requests to join him in BF4 games when eventually with my well known persistence he messaged me back saying "I joined a clan called Old Salty Crows so you should join as well. Needless to say I was nervous as hell and felt intimidated cause I've never joined a Clan before nor thought of doing so based on my shitty FPS capabilities. I checked out the site and saw that KDR didn't matter and that all I needed to do was be over 25 and PTFO. So I said fuck it I'll give it a try. So for 2 very long weeks of recruitment I played with Vile, Soi, Lucky, Cyan, and Sgt. Mathews every night for every second I could spare, while checking to see if I got accepted 50,000 times a day cause I'm really a giant adhd child when eventually I got the call up to the big leagues. Being a Crow is one of the best things that could have happened to me and honestly everyone says that they consider all of you friends, which I believe, but I know for me you guys are more then just friends but guys that I feel I can talk to about anything and be my dumb ass self and still get to come back the next night. It's crazy that when I joined we maybe had like 30ish Crows and have grown to well over 100 I believe. And yes I've T-bagged most of you when you were recruits!!!! KA, Ka!!!!!!
Yes KC the reason we Bagged Lumper over and over was cause he was killing the shit out of us KA, KA!!!