Don't take it personally - I'm a good guy, I swear. You're probably a good guy too, but as the saying goes: evil is as evil does.
We all know how Payday 2 is; you win some, you lose a lot. The virtual money is hardly as valuable as the real time spent - so when fifty people are hopping in and out of my server with their dial-up internet speeds, this much time wasting would make even the burning of cash look pale in comparison.
It's quite the bothersome epidemic. Quite so. Before you even touch my lobby with your grubby hands, it's already thoroughly explained to you what mods to expect - and yet, you still join. You still choose to waste my time and yours.
Your ignorance surpasses the patience I have. The first few times, I recognize an honest mistake. After the third dozenth time (literally), I'd equally be the fool for not taking names; enacting the rules of natural selection.
I try to be a good host. Really. But you constantly leave over simple oddities. Ultimately, it's your loss in more ways than one. It's quite hilarious as a matter of fact - have fun hopping across another dozen servers with malevolent hosts who are more than likely actual cheaters.
Simply put, if you dare to cross me, it could be your last! I appreciate good teammates, but not the ones that can't handle the heat of the kitchen. Trust me, it is better for the both of us.
Stop joining my server, complaining about the mods, then leaving. I'm taking names. Snap's shitlist of evildoers grows quickly each day.
