Boy oh boy... where do I even begin? The Techno-Arms MAG-7, my pookie wookie bear, I have loved you ever since I first laid eyes on you. The way you fire a slug and strike fear into your enemies eyes. Your pristine metallic finish and gorgeous one-shot potential. I would do anything for you. I wish it were possible to freeze time so that I would never have to watch you be retired from production. You had a difficult start, but you never gave up hope. You're a great pump-action shotgun and CQC weapon- sometimes I even call you dad. I forever dread and weep, thinking of the day that you will be nerfed. I would sacrifice my own life if it were the only thing that could save you from being removed from CS2. You have given me so much joy, and heartbreak over the years. I remember when you had your range reduced, and it was like my heart got broken into a million pieces. But a tear still fell from my eye when I first used you after the update, because deep down, my glorious king still outshone. I just wanted you to return to being OP. Then alas, you did, my sweet baby boy was reduced to $1300 and I rejoiced. 2015 was a hard year for us baby, but in 2016 you made history happen. We came back from a 12:2 match on T-side Agency and I couldn't believe it. I was crying, bawling even, and I saw your skin exclaim these words... "SWAG-7". Not only have you changed the game of Counter Strike and the world forever, but you've eternally changed my world. And now you're getting older, but still the goat, my goat. I love you pookie bear, my glorious king, MAG-7.