TYB
Number runs are always nice too. 35, 36, 37
I have three theories as to why I get them so regularly. 1) Pure fucking luck, 2) An AI intermediary that routes the packets at the opportune time, 3) "Something that can't be quantified with words," I say as I point to the sky.
They know, and they don't care. For them it seems infamy is moar appealing choice for their downfall than trying to correct the seditious/treasonous course they're on.
Makes me also consider the phrase, "You've been chosen." By what/whom and in what way? An AI that chose the Anons it deemed worthy? Who knows? It's a nice idea to examine dispassionately though.
Bewbs make the dough rise. I filter the trashy and admire the classy.
I like cheese.
Sandra really needs to let go of her resting bitch face. It's unpleasant to look at.
I see the same picture. The lips and eyes and nose are the same. I prefer when women wear less makeup because it lets the natural beauty shine through and then when they do wear make-up, holy fucking shit boner.
BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
They're trying to turn 40K gay!
Just like they attempted with Pepe.
Stupid bastards.
"Ah hyuk hyuk. I Baited him. Ah hyuk hyuk. He made me look stupid, but I baited him. Ah hyuk hyuk. I win the halfchan bait game! ON QR! I'm playing a halfchan game on QR! Those stupid QR Anons, they respond and destroy my attempts every time! Ah hyuk hyuk. Wait…."
Stupid bastards.
This isn't even a light rain. Not even a mist. They're weak as fuck and have nothing in their tanks. The thing they look forward to most during the day is the end of their shift.
It's amazing watching him slowly lose grip on his rationality. Poor PhD bastard being bested by someone without a high school diploma. He must be so proud.
>I WILL DEFACE EVERYTHING HE POSTS
>REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Right where I want you, dipshit. Never stopped to think about that, did you? Now I celebrate that your slow ass finally took my bait.
Beaten, broken, and defeated. His whining is quite amusing though, it's why I don't filter his losing.
You know, I should make some moar Smoky memes.
Poor bastard is trying to make it personal. He already lost so why should I continue playing? BrokeDick is broken.
He's just mad that the BVs delete his usual spam and that of his coworkers. Most likely a PhD, probably considered one of the best in his area of expertise. Wouldn't doubt if he had some hand in crafting the operations manuals. Only to watch it crumble around him and he's devolved into a defacing mimic. He's consumed with the Anons that can dispel his bullshit. That continually do. I forgive him though, but my forgiveness is not the one that matters.
Then you should know that there's nothing in there that I want to eat. What color am I wearing today?
Gay space marines do not bother me. The 2nd founding allows for it.
It's like a case study of the derangement to personality that manifests when walls close in slowly. If I was to make a guess, I'd say he is trying to incite a choleric temper and get under Anons' skins. My temper is galvanized, not choleric, which is why I find his pitiful attempts amusing.
Your timestamp in MST.
Wait… she's only 5'2 or 5'3? I'm 6'3. She's too short.
I think it's Jupiter Lander.