Frens, Anons, Faggots,

lend me your ears;

I come here to inspire you,

not to shill.

The evil that men do lives on and on

and their good is often buried with them

tucked away on a scrap of paper

in the inner breast pocket

of their Sunday best coat.

But we, unlike Caesar or Alexander or Patton,

We are Alive and on the edge of the Abyss.

We are blessed to be here

in a timeline that matters.

Together, we are STRONG.

We have fought side-by-side

in the great Meme War

through mockery and ridicule

and loss of family and friends…

old men forget

yet All shall be forgot;

however, he that lives past these days

shall lift his shirt

or roll his sleeves

and show his scars with pride

and honor…above all else:

Honor.

Though some of us be lost

in the Chaos of this battle,

we that survive

shall share in the solace

of Freedom

in a Brave New World.

And we shall toast

in remembrance of the

brave souls that were lost

in this Battle of Evermore.

We few, we happy few, we band of Anons.

For we that have suffered for Truth,

in some cases, thirty years,

this is our moment.

The time is now.

The place is here.

We may not be the Anons

that we thought we might one day be:

Such is life.

And yet, we are here:

we shall sell out lives dearly.

We shall NEVER surrender.

We shall fight

and we shall meme

and we shall red-pill

and we shall meme some more.

We are WARRIORS in the battle for the Truth

in the WAR for the mind.

And long after we have

returned to dust as promised

and returned to Peace

in the arms of our Creator:

good men will teach tell their sons

good mothers will sing the songs

in the ears of their daughters

the ears of our sons

our heirs,

sad ballads

of our bravery

of our sacrifice

of our dogged strength

of our insistence

of our honorable and relentless,

and dogged perseverance

in the name of Truth

and of Justice

and the American Way.

Frens, Anons, Faggots:

Let us pledge our Lives

and our Fortunes

and our Sacred Honor.

The Final Battle is at hand.

We are at the cross-roads

of our Civilization

and the Universe

is holding its breath.

Don't fucking back out now, Faggots.

It's Habbening.

Here and Now.

Be STRONG.

Hold the Line.

We Will Not Be Defeated!

May God bless us

and our Potus

and all whom we hold dear;

and,

deliver us

from

Evil.

For Life,

For Love,

For Freedom,

Let us charge,

Memes at the ready.

For God and for Country…

Fire at Will.

God Bless Us, Everyone.

Lock & Load, bishes.

Amen

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I've lurked moar and moar.

I've researched

and then some moar,

We're close to the end.

We shall defend our civilization

whatever the costs may be

we will fight on the beaches

we will fight on the landing grounds

we will fight on the fields

and in the streets

we will defeat these niggers

whatever the cost may be

we will fight in the skies

we will fight in the heavens

we will fight on the seas

\and in outer space

we WILL NEVER SURRENDER!

Nothing can stop what is coming.

Nothing, you cunts.

You don't even need to be brave now, bitches.

Just be Loyal.

You know what that is, right?

>>5616456

Only one charcter.

Your mom.

And her fat ass.

>>5616165

I have no micro tools. Sorry, Fren.

>>5616573

No thanks but your mamma walks around the town with her mouth all open and shit.

Frens, Anons, Faggots,

lend me your ears;

I come here to inspire you,

not to shill.

The evil that men do lives on and on

and their good is often buried with them

tucked away on a scrap of paper

in the inner breast pocket

of their Sunday best coat.

But we, unlike Caesar or Alexander or Patton,

We are Alive and on the edge of the Abyss.

We are blessed to be here

in a timeline that matters.

Together, we are STRONG.

We have fought side-by-side

in the great Meme War

through mockery and ridicule

and loss of family and friends…

old men forget

yet All shall be forgot;

however, he that lives past these days

shall lift his shirt

or roll his sleeves

and show his scars with pride

and honor…above all else:

Honor.

Though some of us be lost

in the Chaos of this battle,

we that survive

shall share in the solace

of Freedom

in a Brave New World.

And we shall toast

in remembrance of the

brave souls that were lost

in this Battle of Evermore.

We few, we happy few, we band of Anons.

For we that have suffered for Truth,

in some cases, thirty years,

this is our moment.

The time is now.

The place is here.

We may not be the Anons

that we thought we might one day be:

Such is life.

And yet, we are here:

we shall sell out lives dearly.

We shall NEVER surrender.

We shall fight

and we shall meme

and we shall red-pill

and we shall meme some more.

We are WARRIORS in the battle for the Truth

in the WAR for the mind.

And long after we have

returned to dust as promised

and returned to Peace

in the arms of our Creator:

good men will teach tell their sons

good mothers will sing the songs

in the ears of their daughters

the ears of our sons

our heirs,

sad ballads

of our bravery

of our sacrifice

of our dogged strength

of our insistence

of our honorable and relentless,

and dogged perseverance

in the name of Truth

and of Justice

and the American Way.

Frens, Anons, Faggots:

Let us pledge our Lives

and our Fortunes

and our Sacred Honor.

The Final Battle is at hand.

We are at the cross-roads

of our Civilization

and the Universe

is holding its breath.

Don't fucking back out now, Faggots.

It's Habbening.

Here and Now.

Be STRONG.

Hold the Line.

We Will Not Be Defeated!

May God bless us

and our Potus

and all whom we hold dear;

and,

deliver us

from

Evil.

For Life,

For Love,

For Freedom,

Let us charge,

Memes at the ready.

For God and for Country…

Fire at Will.

God Bless Us, Everyone.

Lock & Load, bishes.

Amen