After checking notables I see that the Little Brittle Furry Fucker is still butthurt that his /pol/ board here is no more. At least he was young when he learned that life lesson. One flick of the finger to the forehead to fracture his skull is all it would take.
Let's see your offense, retard shills. I feel like going toe to toe. Or are you scared?
What's in your lip?
Why do you hide behind them? History's scapegoat is no longer sufficient cover.
Little Brittle Furry Fucker thought he found the pulse of culture on the chans, according to the Q documentary. He's just mad he can't participate in the petty larp circle-jerk anymore that he was fooled with.