What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you fucking marxist? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in Militarized Memetics, and I’ve been involved in numerous raids on normie channels, and I have over 300 social media suspensions.
I am trained in Meme warfare and I’m the top kek on all of boards. You are nothing to me but just another shill waiting to be BTFO. I will troll you with a precision and cutting force the likes of which has never been seen before by the Infamous Hacker 4Chan.
You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, nigger. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of Q Researchers across the dark web and a very spiteful yelp review is being written about you right now so you better prepare for the lulz, faggot. The dankness that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your self-esteem. You’re fucking dead, glowtard. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can heckle you in ways you can't even begin to comprehend, and that’s with my unfettered, uncucked, extra-vaccinated brand of PURE, UNADULTERATED, MIND-FUCKING AUTISM.
Not only am I extensively trained in verbal combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the meme vaults and I will use them to their fullest extent to wipe your miserable IP off the face of the bread, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking fingers.
But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn cunt. I will shit freedom all over your head and your eyes will finally be opened. You’re fucking asleep. Wake. Up.