Anonymous ID: b2c55f Dec. 9, 2025, 6:14 p.m. No.23963453   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>4156

>>23963446

I've seen millionaires rip off what people post here to make money off it. I've seen marketing teams use what's posted here for commercials. I've seen something posted here and a weak later like a miracle happened. But I guess Twitch streaming is fun if you want attention.

Anonymous ID: b2c55f Dec. 9, 2025, 6:36 p.m. No.23963559   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>3699

>>23963538

Yeah, I'm Vati, sure, dipshit. But by all means, continue copying me, let everyone know who you're jealous of, who your priority target has been for the past 3 years since you abandoned your merchants and your flipflopping template faggotry to imitate little old me, because what you used to post never got the attention you felt you deserved until you started imitating me, and making money off of imitating me, while I make nothing doing what I do. You're the lowest of the low. A wretched piece of shit trying to destroy someone because your weak little snowflake ego couldn't handle being ridiculed. You're a fuckln' joke, and not as good as the person you imtiate otherwise you wouldn't have to imitate them. Later, little loser.

Anonymous ID: b2c55f Dec. 9, 2025, 7:01 p.m. No.23963667   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>3672 >>3677 >>3827

>>23963660

Ah, I see, you're just being a dipshit. I gave you the benefit of the doubt though. So now, I've been accused by a mimic of being Vati, and now you just implied I was SmartDust, and went on a low IQ bigoted rant. You Absolute Retards not very smart, are you? You're intelligent, but you're not smart.

Anonymous ID: b2c55f Dec. 9, 2025, 7:10 p.m. No.23963695   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>3700 >>3704

>>23963691

I don't try to control what people think, I don't try to destroy people, I don't try to control the information here. I don't try to control other people's behavior here. I battle ideas, and I offer opinion, if that's too much for the generic sterility you want here, tough shit.

Anonymous ID: b2c55f Dec. 9, 2025, 7:12 p.m. No.23963703   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>3711

>>23963700

So fuckin' what? My arrogance is not yours to control is it? And no amount of never-ending harrassment is going to change me into what you want, why can't you get that through your thick fuckin' skull into that minuscule pea brain contained within it?

Anonymous ID: b2c55f Dec. 9, 2025, 7:18 p.m. No.23963723   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>3746

>>23963706

But there's an I when speaking from your point of view. The woke forcing of pronouns is dying IRL, what makes the same people think they can force pronoun usage in anonymity now? WWG1WGA means we all get to the same destination at the end of the plan, not everybody copies one person like a bunch of NPC's, at least that's what it meant to me.

Anonymous ID: b2c55f Dec. 9, 2025, 7:37 p.m. No.23963776   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun

>>23963773

No, they don't. Maybe in a little anonymous utopia where everybody thinks the same, but that's not what happens here, and trying to characterize it as such is just wishful thinking, and a consensus attempt by trying to define an absolute.

Anonymous ID: b2c55f Dec. 9, 2025, 7:54 p.m. No.23963817   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>3828 >>3958

>>23963805

Quite the dogpile tonight. I was taught that the punch comes up from the leg, twists with the hip, and comes out through the arm. Last two punches I threw in anger I broke my hand, in the same spot both times, the outside metacarpal, it's bowed rather than straight and I only have three knuckles now when making a fist. Spiritual punches thoughโ€ฆ I tend to hold back on those now, because I found out I can hit harder than I realized.

Anonymous ID: b2c55f Dec. 9, 2025, 8:07 p.m. No.23963851   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>3855

>>23963834

First tune I ever learned how to play on guitar. I remember the guy who was showing me the opening riff was surprised I learned it so fast, first try on the first time I ever picked up a guitar. Was just shooting the shit with the guy, doing a bit of underage drinking, and talking with him about Satriani and how listening to his stuff made me kind of want to pick up a guitar, so he went into the other room, got his acoustic, passed it to me and showed me how to play Enter Sandman. That would've been early 1992. Then two years later a Dr. Strange type accident fucked up my hands, ended up going through a plate glass window, severed tendons and whatnot, it's a long story that involved a lot of alcohol. Playing guitar was never the same after that, so I gave it up.

Anonymous ID: b2c55f Dec. 9, 2025, 8:52 p.m. No.23963924   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>3947

>>23963916

You, you're the SP now. You're the meme. Everybody is you because you're SP and everybody is SP because you are. Sad that in order to claim that you imitate one single person to do it though. If fraud through anonymity and what the people doing it have called sacrilege and torment are a noble cause to you, well then, you're fucked, bud. I feel sorry for you and your short-sightedness. You clowns have obsessed over those initials, an avatar, and a single anon for three years now. That divide and conquer narrative must've meant the world to you and being ridiculed for it's lost must have infuriated you to no end. KEK!

Anonymous ID: b2c55f Dec. 9, 2025, 9:42 p.m. No.23963991   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun

I just never shied away from it. Now they want to steal it back, profiteer off it and everything I post, say, or make. It's whatever. I'm not here for myself or to make money or to control the information here. If it can't stand up to argument, to battle within the sphere of ideas, then tough shit, I can weather the fuckin' losers.