[$JayViaLV]

Giving away my personal steam account, been active seen 2012. Has 88 games on it, a bunch of stats and various items associated with the account. Was going to sell it but here.

Google "Jay Da Prince | Gamedrop.win Steam" for the account.

Just post your favorite memory to enter. This will close in 2 weeks because I want as many people to have a chance to win this. Completely authenticated and secured with original email this has been my personal account since I was 16.

[Sεпραı]

entering, thank you very much

may i ask, why are you giving it away?

[$JayViaLV]

entering, thank you very much

may i ask, why are you giving it away?

I am giving it away because I am going to stay with console and I haven't even played this stuff ever since. There is a game I just purchased (PUBG) and I will be able to reimburse that for whoever wins if they want me to. I won't give you my original paypal on the account obviously lol

[MrxRedBull]

Just entering in this giveaway.
Thanks man!

[redi]

Recent best memory is finishing exam season :)

Thanks OP

[shakur123]

Thanks for this OP!! Recent great nice memory was going an a trip with my GF

Good luck to all

[Free Kurdistan]

Favorite memory is last day of High School.
Posting to enter.

[pykisback]

Favorite memory is the day i winning a competition.
Posting to enter xD

[DaChosenOne]

Favorite memory is when I got my first job and I'm still working there for 8 months now.
Would really love to play PUBG instead of the mobile version.
Thanks.

[Fortitude™]

Im down for a little giveaway :)!

Best memory: probably last year going to a steelers and a penguins game (Saturday and Sunday Night) and it was my first NHL and NFL game ever and i managed to find both games in one weekend and at a really good price! was a great time :)

[Azymis]

I would like the participate in the contest. Thanks OP for doing this.

My favorite memory is when my father was able to conquer cancer after three years.

[rsx]

Posting to enter. Favorite memory was the last time I saw my brother before he passed. Don't remember much of him.

Thank you for hosting

[The_One]

My first touchdown in highschool football. I was always that stereotypical get picked last kid in PE and sub par athletics in every category. But in highschool I decided I wanted to change that, permanently. I picked up on football and submerged myself into it's culture and subsequent subcultures. I would do everything and anything the coach said, showed up early for everything, studied film constantly. The typical mamba mentality, I needed to prove to myself that I could achieve something. For four years all I got was "pity playtime" at the end of blowout games and never amounted to anything. It was not until the last game ,where a receiver got blew up in the midfield by two linebackers, that I finally was given a real chance. I remember the play well, we called it doozy boozy, and I studied that exact one about a million times. Wide receiver in twins formation, slots ran curls, wide ran slants, qb took 5 backdrop to the left , lineman would shift left to protect qb. This play was designed for our star receiver lined up on the right side, so the qb could target him better. Except this time I took that position. I knew the ball was coming to me so I zoned myself in and focused like I was Adderall overdosing. I took a step exploded off into my route, the corner wiffed the jam and was left stumbling. I turned for the ball and I could swear time slowed down as I saw it coming right at me, in that moment all stresses disappeared and all that mattered was the ball. I caught it, stepped back and made the safety miss by a hair, the corner came crashing into my back and propelled me forward making the linebacker also miss. I ran like Forrest Gump to that endzone, and the feeling afterward still brings a smile to my face to this day. I had nonstop chills and felt like a heroin addict the rest of the night I couldn't stop shaking. Bliss

[racoonweeweesucker69]

OK I'm about to win this giveaway. Let me tell you one of the most grueling disgusting memories of my life. It was the day before the final exam... All i ate before that day was a shitload of cabbage. I couldn't get myself to sleep until 4 am. Keep in mind that i had to leave the house at 7 am so I wouldn't be late for the final exam. I slept 2 hours, woke myself with a cold as fuck shower, and ate half a kilo of cabbage. Before I leave the house I always go on the toilet in case i get fucked by a god of destiny. So I went on the toilet and nothing came out. I was like OK, time to go. I walked unto the bus station without any problems, got in it and traveled all the way to the last station. There was a steep road from that station to the school and this would pose a huge problem for me. Because when i left the bus, I walked 10 meters ahead, and behold AN INCREDIBLE PAIN LIKE A GIANT BARBELL IN MY STOMACH HAD APPEARED. The weight of this pain was so strong in fact that I, who am a stable shitholder could not keep it in. I even saw the cafes and the stores that i could shit in a couple of meters away from me... It dawned on me... I couldn't be able to keep it in. Sweat came out of every part of my body and adrenaline rushed through me. I denied the weak path. I went on ahead, and with every step i took a little shit came out, that would eventually form a giant ball like figure on my ass and underwear. I was walking in tight pants and walking past people on that steep road, and a question presented in my head. Do these people see the shit that is coming from my ass?. Maybe.. But does that really matter now? I pressed on, every step was excruciating and at the same time hardening my soul. All the while I was searching for tissues in my backpack, which I couldn't find. But at long last, at the very bottom pocket i found the tissues that were given to me half a year ago before the corona crisis, when i bought some pizza. I cannot tell you how happy I was to find that huge stack of tissues. I entered the high school smelling like shit. I rushed past everyone there and went to the toilet. I pulled the pants down and I let it rip. 2 kilos of cabbage like shit came out from my ass. I felt amazing. But the shit on my ass and underwear still needed to be cleaned. I started cleaning my ass and the feces that sticked on it, made it very hard to clean without shit somehow sticking to my hand. I took a look at my hand, and start screaming. I thrashed around and got some shit on my clothes also. I raged on with myself, and started peeing, and of course I managed to get the pee on my pants. I paused, and thought about jumping through the window into my death. I steeled myself, because I remembered that I should be a man that doesn't give a fuck about what others think. I continued cleaning myself, eventually that enormous stack of tissues depleted. And I was forced to take the pages of my notebook. I managed to clean my ass cheeks, but the underwear I just couldn't clean completely. I first thought of throwing the underwear but when I tried it the tight pants showed everything, so i refrained from that idea. No, I took the path of most resistance. I waited for people to leave the toilet room. I took my underwear in my hand and got into the pants, and went over to the sink to clean the shitty underwear. In this moment... This triumphant moment, I did not care if any person, any professor walked in. My brain was in a pure state of not giving a fuck. There wasn't even a door in the toilet room, so any passerby could see me cleaning my shitty underwear. I did not look back, I took the soap that was luckily provided by the corona crisis (which we never had) and rubbed it into the underwear. I watered it down and shitty water came out. I won, I said to myself. Came back to the toilet and put that wet underwear on, with my pants. But while I was pulling up my pants i saw that there was a line of shit that was left there. I said to myself I couldn't be bothered to clean that. An hour has passed in that toilet room, the exam was about to start . So I left the toilet room and the only thought in my mind was don't get approached by anyone, don't get seen by any professor. And right as I left I saw my headteacher coming down from the staircase. You surely know that i was traumatically scared, and shocked out of my mind. I took my left hand (the one that didnt smell like shit) and handshaked her like a mongoloid. I couldn't speak. She just told me where the room that I was supposed to take the exam was in. In my mind I asked myself a million times can they smell my shit? I know that i can smell it, but can they? I entered the room with the mask on, and boggled out of my mind I was mumbling something to the professors that were holding the questioning. I was so destroyed by these past events, I couldn't answer some questions that I knew. But in the end the teacher that was holding the final exam of that subject, knew that I wasn't like this and gave me something equivalent to a B. I was happy but disappointed that I made a fool of myself. I left the room in shambles and without a concern got into a crowded bus where I knew they could smell it. I just formed a grin on my face of non-fuckery. I went home and told all me friends with a maniacal laugh between each sentence. And i said to myself if i made people laugh perhaps it isn't that bad
All the people that I told this story didn't quite believe me, often thinking it was heavily exaggerated. But please believe me, for if you dont you will discredit the pain that happened to me.

[Pyro]

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I haven't read a single word here, but we have a winner here, give this guy an account