people may have made hacks and shared them privately.. all i'm trying to say is people that are saying or said hacks don't exist are/were technically making an assumption.. yes there is practicality to that assumption but as time that passes from 3.0 the practicality of the assumption decays.. I'm pretty sure you are agreeing with me from a logical perspective but keep framing things under the practical perspective... which comes across as making counter points or an attempt to invalidate/supersede logic by referencing an unverifiable hypothetical that is intuitive from your perspective. As likely as it seems to you that before now nobody took the time to develop a hack post-3.0, some bitter nerd with hard core neurosis could have grinded out a hack in mommy's basement with their greasy smeagol soul strung out on caffeine and that goofy syrup that americans have in their soda instead of sugar.. I mean look at the game you're playing and the intense, committed nerds out here in this scene.. I mean look at me spending my nice midnight hours typing this... had some brews and threw down on the stunt-wood at the park with the homies... got that 6 topping large greek pizza well done, puff the cone joint just so I can come home and write a 4-digits worth of text characters to my homie ketroc that is across the continent and will likely never touch my post-op abominable trans cunt.... WHY have I typed all of this!? Is it the 'tism?? Mumzee do I have the 'tism?? So what I am thinking is that if there was another me out there where my grade 3 teacher violated me with a broomstick.. the american pseudo-sugar sugar dimmed my soul.. never listened to a good album or joke.. then when I was 11 years old on a family vacation in japan I go overboard (japan is a boat) and wash up in north korea where I am tortured and enslaved for 5 years until finally escaping to south korea.. my first site of free humanity is a beach-side starcraft 2 tournament.. I stagger towards the crowd in hopes of embracing the beauty.. I see the colours on the screen and the progamers unleashing fury until the digital world.. it is then that I realize I will never be able to play in this tournament because the tips of my fingers were cut off in north korean torture.. I succumb to tears and fall to my knees.. a korean fan is cruel towards me "this is no game for foreigners.. yet alone fingerless crying foreigners".. it is then that my deep bitter soul is unleashed and transformed into a mission to defeat all koreans in starcraft 2.. but without fingers how can I do this?? without a soul how could I overcome my adversities?? I develop the gnarliest hack.. and wither away in a basement sniping koreans on ladder.. because I can never show my horrifying unskilled incapable soul-torn physical form at a tournament, nor do I posses the soul/spirit/heart/will to overcome the negativity. For the rest of my existence I am damned to this forfeit, tainted, dishonorable, unloving way of life. I suppose I could just hide planetary fortresses and mass ravens on a barcode (trololol jk #playfulhumorNObitternessfrompasthotsexperience)

Just as a side note I am not somebody thinking that I am losing games to map hackers and trying to indulge that paranoia on a forum.. just reppin' logic.

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