muh six gorillionz
look at it gobbling up the bread
having little leftoid tantrums about "muh sauce"
poor babby poor lil sweaty
oh look, it's self righteous finger hovers over the delete button
it gets a nano-erection as it readies itself to exercise its self imagined authority…
it cries out in pain as it strikes you
look at it
afraid of the tor posters
it fears scrutiny, so will use any excuse to silence dissenting voices
it really is terrified, it can sense its impending fate, I smell its fear
oh look, if I close my eyes and click my jackboot heels, I can pretend that anons didn't post anything of value
>delete delete delete
does it lock its doors and windows every night?
does it nervously check and re-check them over and over?
does it wonder if its actions will ever have a cost?
does it wonder about retribution?
lies awake at night, listening, afraid, fearful of consequences….?
ah look!
it talks about rules
which rules?
did Q make them?
no
who did then?
he who decides "the rules" holds the power!
why do they covet the power, the power of deletion?
power and privilege, their desire
be careful who you follow
the gatekeepers are not your friends
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>deleted
oh my word, lordy lordy!
our lil flinty board owner friend, sorry, fiend deleted a truth
did anons not know that jim watkins stole Q's tripcode and posted as Q? many times in fact
well it is true, yessirreeeeeeee!
sauce?
as simple as asking ron watkins, his estranged son
go on ask ron, he is easily contactable!
will you?
no, you are afraid of the truth
you pretend to seek it, but you are happy when others seek to hide it
(hello there flinty fiend!)