Anonymous ID: d97f7c Jan. 29, 2022, 12:01 p.m. No.15493214   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>3237 >>3248 >>3369

Argues-with-shills was a brave anon who could not stop fighting evil. So satan made a meme that said 'Argues-with-shills-is-a-shill."

 

satan posted this decietful meme one night on QR 8kun.top.

 

Even though Argues-with-shills knew he wasn't a shill, and knew that satan was a shill, and that satan posted this meme to taunt him, Argues-with-shills had to argue and insisted satan was the shill.

 

satan denied it, and said Argues-with-shills was a brainlet and a smooth brain, knob goblin bitch.

 

Argue-with-shills then presented a hundred post history in screen caps proving satan was a liar. That he, Argues-with-shills, wasn't a liar or a shill, and satan was both a liar and a shill, and name-called satan; and that is how satan turned Argues-with-shills into his personal shill.

 

Shills, minions, masons and possibly dements will attack this post.

Anonymous ID: d97f7c Jan. 29, 2022, 12:05 p.m. No.15493238   🗄️.is 🔗kun

'The Solid State Active Denial Technology (SS-ADT) is a non-lethal weapon system which disrupts hostile activities and can deny personnel from remaining in specific areas, without causing permanent physical harm or collateral damage. '

 

https://www.dvidshub.net/video/304622/solid-state-active-denial-technology#

Anonymous ID: d97f7c Jan. 29, 2022, 12:17 p.m. No.15493307   🗄️.is 🔗kun

For God’s sake,let us sit upon the ground

And tell sad stories of the death of kings;

How some have been deposed; some slain in war,

Some haunted by the ghosts they have deposed;

Some poison’d by their wives: some sleeping kill’d;

 

All murder’d: for within the hollow crown

That rounds the mortal temples of a king

keeps Death his court and there the antic sits,

Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp,

Allowing him a breath, a little scene,

To monarchize, be fear’d and kill with looks,

Infusing him with self and vain conceit,

As if this flesh which walls about our life,

Were brass impregnable, and humour’d thus

Comes at the last and with a little pin

Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king!

 

Cover your heads and mock not flesh and blood

With solemn reverence: throw away respect,

Tradition, form and ceremonious duty,

For you have but mistook me all this while:

I live with bread like you, feel want,

Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus,

How can you say to me, I am a king?

 

WS Richard II