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Edit* Combat guide

I'm gonna give Smack the benefit of the doubt and assume he's not trolling me by asking about the Combat video.

I would use a different spec/points. And I would show the rotation using 2 gores, not just what you can do with 1 gore. I hope that answers your question OPFOTM.

I'm gonna give Smack the benefit of the doubt and assume he's not trolling me by asking about the Combat video.

I would use a different spec/points. And I would show the rotation using 2 gores, not just what you can do with 1 gore. I hope that answers your question OPFOTM.

Haha, touche

BTW, I miss you Smack.

Miss you too and your manly mike's hard lemonades

I'm sorry, but if you read your own comments, you brought up the PTS first. I was merely responding.

So to sum things up: you admit to losing on the PTS, you have left multiple guilds because you can't win, and you are now trying to brown nose the same guild that farmed you....who are you again?

Trebit doesn't need to answer your question of "who are you?". He is too good to answer that question.

Instead I will be the one to answer the question who Trebit really is.

It all started in 1963 when trebits parents (karen and jebidiah trebit) conceived baby Trebit in a yum yum donuts bathroom, right next to the target both his parents met at.

16 months later baby Trebit was hatched, he weighed 35 pounds. Not only did baby Trebit come out doggy style but Karen Trebit also gave birth doggy style. This was the first and last time a baby was born doggy style.

Through childhood the red headed Trebit would be fondled by the local janitor aka dad. In one of his fondling sessions the term snicker fist would be coined.

In his teenage years Trebit or "viper" (viper is what he called himself when looking in the mirror) would be cut from numerous groups such as jv football, track and the debate team. However one team that had no intensions of ever cutting Trebit was the red headed jv buffet team. Trebit excelled so much at "buffeting" that he won numerous state championships and even earned a scholarship to his local jr college. After his first semester the jr college discontinued the short bus program effectively eliminating trebits transportation.

Fast forward 30 years, a 50 year old balding trebit still clinging on to his red haired pony tail and his jv buffet glory days discovers a game called swtor. He quickly learns that whispering other players and offering them his moms meatloaf is frowned upon in the gaming community. With no friends and smelling of cheesecake Trebit learns every single guilds mumble password in an attempt to stalk his way into acceptance. Still to this day with Trebit and his zebra-like physical appearance is friendless.

So never ask who he is again gudarz, now u know.

it was a good thread...then you came.