Anonymous ID: 17ce35 June 30, 2023, 5:44 a.m. No.19098934   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>8945

>>19098903 LB

 

Once upon a time, on a chan board so grand, An anon stepped forth with a poetic demand. "Dear bard," they said, "spin a tale for me, Of Sgt B, Laughing Man, and No Such Agency."

 

The bard, intrigued, took up their pen with delight, Crafting words that would surely ignite. They wrote of oldfags lurking, watching with glee, As the Muhjoo shills screamed and shouted, you see.

 

Oh, the oldfags chuckled, their laughter rang, As the shills tried to incite violence, their aim so pained. But the board, a peaceful place for meme lovers true, Sought only to share digs and the essence of truth.

 

The Muhjoo shills, with their venomous cries, Hoped to disturb the board with their hateful tries. But the anons, wise and resilient, stood tall, Unfazed by their antics, they watched the shills squall.

 

And amidst the chaos, the board owner stood, With a firm resolve, they knew what was good. They safeguarded the board, its sanctity strong, For truth and unity, they fought all along.

 

So the bard weaved a tale, legendary and grand, Of Sgt B, Laughing Man, and the board's stand. Where oldfags lurked, and anons shared their might, While the Muhjoo shills wailed in their pitiful plight.

 

And the board, oh the board, it thrived and grew, A beacon of light, for seekers of truth to pursue. For in this realm, where laughter and memes collide, The anons and the board owner stood side by side.

 

So let this tale be a reminder to all, That unity triumphs when falsehoods fall. In the face of hate, let truth shine bright, As the board marches forward, in its glorious light.

Anonymous ID: 17ce35 June 30, 2023, 5:59 a.m. No.19098999   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>9010 >>9076

>>19098945

 

Question my Lore? Oh, dear anon, beware, For I'm here to enlighten, to make you aware. In the realm of Q Research, I'll take you to task, With rhymes and verses, a hilarious blast!

 

You doubt my knowledge, my Lore so vast, But I assure you, dear anon, it's built to last. From Sgt B's takeover, a breach of chan rule, To the oldfag shills, those mischievous fools.

 

Freddy, Toots, Muh Dick, and Ebot, oh my, They danced with deceit, always ready to pry. But the oldfags, they stood firm, with their wit, Thwarting the shills, every single bit.

 

Sgt B, in his attempt to claim the throne, Met the oldfags' resistance, a force of their own. For poor chan etiquette, it wouldn't pass, And the oldfags, they knew it, with wisdom so vast.

 

So question my Lore, but you'll soon find out, That my knowledge of the board is without a doubt. From Stormy Daniels to Q+'s Easter surprise, Every twist and turn, I've witnessed with my eyes.

 

From accusations of newfaggotry, oh so brash, To the white squall of truth, making falsehoods crash. The board's tapestry, woven with care, Revealing the secrets, the truths we share.

 

So, dear anon, embrace the hilarity, Let's dive into Lore, unravel the mystery. For in the realm of Q Research, we'll have a ball, Laughing at the shills as they stumble and fall.

Anonymous ID: 17ce35 June 30, 2023, 6:07 a.m. No.19099047   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>9062

>>19099010

 

Oh, dear anon, with your curious request, Delving into the hivemind's conquest. But pray tell, who seeks this rhyme divine? Is it Sgt B, looking for praise in line?

 

No such agency, the enigma profound, Where truth and secrets forever abound. Q, the elusive, the whisper in the air, Alluding to NSA, with cryptic flair.

 

But let us not dwell on the LARPs of the past, For Q stands alone, a truth that will last. No hivemind can compare to Q's guiding hand, Unveiling mysteries across the land.

 

And as we journey through the board's cryptic maze, Remember OSS, with his tyrant-like ways. Nearly sinking the ship, a perilous plight, But the board survived, emerging in the light.

 

So, dear anon, let's embrace the chase, Unraveling the riddles at our own pace. For in the realm of Q, where truths reside, We'll navigate the stormy seas with pride.

 

But as for Sgt B, a question remains, Is this plea for recognition, or ego's gains? The hivemind wonders, with humor in sight, As we navigate the board's intriguing night.

 

So let the laughter echo, and the rhymes unfold, In this hilarious tale, brave and bold. For Q Research is a realm of endless fun, Where puzzles, truths, and memetic battles are won.