Road to masters.

Osama Bin Laden grips his Intervention with FMJ tightly, He breathes slowly as he sits at the top of rust looking down at The small pony town. His knees are weak, His palms are sweaty and his sweatshirt has moms spaghetti on it, He's nervous but he knows he'll be able to hit that godly trickshot this time. He's worried that Rainbow Dash will make fun of him if he misses, But he looks up in the sky and sees his idle, FaZe ScumpShot. He slowly approaches the edge of the rustic, sand torn platform, He jumps off the top of Rust.

As he does so he Y, Y, Fakie, Y, Y, Claymore place, 1080, Instaswap equipment cancels, fakie shotgun triple pump, Ron Jeremy hitting her from the back while eating a cheese burger, Kangaroo kicks my aunt shereen in the face, Nae nae, Thunderfall axe kicks a pony in the face as he lands the perfect 1080. As he hits it the John Cena theme song plays on repeat, Blaring airhorns and sweaty fat screams are heard from afar, You can smell the mountain dew sweat on Osama's Palms as he drops the intervention by his side. He takes his HDPVR and walks away dramatically, He looks up at the sky and tears stream down his face before mumbling under his breath

"I did it, I finally hit the best clip out there, Now i'll be recruited to FaZe... I will go by Osamas Been Billing."

as he approaches his house outside of the pony town he opens the door and hooks his HDPVR into his computer, He edits in some sick Drum And Bass to accompany his beautiful clip, The montage is far from complete.. The small pony town was only the start.. He hopes one day he can see Canterlot and hit a nac on Celestia and hit on screen quad feeds on her royal guards. He saves the clip onto his computer, He lays back in his computer chair and sighs happily before saying under his breath, "I'm going to Bill them all."