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I don't like games, you, or myself. When I was 18 I delivered pizzas. When you work in that kind of environment, you start to learn the addresses of routine customers that tip well and those that don't. When one of the good addresses come in, you take proper care of the dough and push out all the pockets of air, maybe throw on a little extra meat and cheese, and watch it pass through the oven to make sure it doesn't burn. You carefully cut each piece, and place it in the box. You drive a little more aggressively to the house, and compliment the customer and maybe bring up a quick topic of conversation you learn that they enjoy talking about. The customers who don't tip well you half-assedly toss their pie together, slap it in the box, and leisurely drive your ass there knowing you can blame a bad set of lights. You say some stupid comment about the weather, and coldly say bye and leave. The point of the story is I used to do that for a living. I don't stream for a living nor do I want to. If you think I'm going to suck you off for $10 you're out of your fucking mind. If you want the streamers attention like that, they'll gladly advertise themselves in other peoples channels, carefully mentioning what they stream, the exact time and timezone and what day and their entire schedule because they're pigs. Thanks for your time.