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A follow-up of the failed threads:
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Shaking my fucking head. Then, adding insult to injury, Manlet took his troll to a hoe level. Motherfucker stalked a "not even a one!" And in all the shitholes of the world—brutal.
Not only that, he tried to toss me under the bus and told the inspectors, "I was talking with a guy from Lithuania. He's your man!"
Therefore, DC needed my IP location to prove to Manlet and his leprechaun dicks that I wasn't from the land of creepy dancers. Of course, DC probably informed them, "He barely pulls two viewers to his threads; trust me, he's not a problem."
So I had to deal with their forced dllhost raping my PC for an IP and timestamp. Indeed, I could've reformatted the hard disk or used another device. But why should I? I have nothing to hide. I'm just a masked man descendant living up to his cryptic crest. Devil's Mask, my fucking ass, those rich disinformation creeps! I got their devil hanging below my ball sack, come worship it.
The genuine intelligence saw what I just did—doxxed myself, but only to them. The rest of the thirsty opportunists are not worthy to know anything more than the crumbs they're tossed.
In conclusion to this disastrous week, I believe it's time that I return to virtual reality construction. But don't worry about me; I'm cool. Kurt Cobain described it best in Lithium. However, unlike his suspicious death, which I believe was an accident (junkies shouldn't argue while playing with guns), I rather stay on this rock until my heart says, "Ugh."
I had been hunted by a mama bear and her cubs; I broke free this morning
Last week, I went hiking into the dark woods. At the time, I was investigating illegal marijuana crops. Not that anyone hired me or implied that there would be any; I assumed there might be. Also, as a bonus for bizarre exploration, I was searching for wrecked alien spacecraft. Not that anyone...
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[CREEPY JOURNAL] Out of six nod greetings, two didn't acknowledge - those arrogant dipshits are the motherfuckers who trigger violence
Being a behavioral expert and spiritual psychologist, petty gestures of humans seeking peace don't interest my temporary existence inside your virtual reality cuckold. Greet me, ignore me; I don't care. But others do. They mentally possess a threat assessment meter. Yeah, disturbing abnormal...
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The Return of Makes My Boy a Leader FAFO: The Three-Second Finale
Previously on Makes My Boy a Leader FAFO: https://looksmax.org/threads/breeders-of-violence-makes-my-boy-a-leader.427355/ https://looksmax.org/threads/new-from-splatrball-makes-my-boy-a-leader-water-bead-blaster-gun.517337/ And Now "Do it, do it, do it!" Davis rallied Wayne as he cautiously...
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Self-checkout isn't just for grocery stores anymore, but STRIP CLUBS across America are adopting the practice
You see them in grocery stores and Dollar Generals, it's become an ingrown hair pimple on our genitals, sort of speak. However, you'll start seeing them soon in gentlemen's clubs across America. Yesterday evening, I sent my prize reporter, Bridget Fondler to get the scoop of a lifetime. I...
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🐓⚠️⚠️⚠️ Kingdom Royal Honey: Warning ⚠️⚠️⚠️🐓 - THIS IS A PRODUCT REVIEW, NOTHING MORE THAN A GIMCRACK REVIEW! IT'S NOT A METAPHOR!
Sometimes things are not funny. Some things should never be laughed at. If only I'd listened to my own advice. Ugh. Looking down at my erected penis, I pondered, What would happen if I swallowed a suspicious substance sold from a shady gas station deep in the swampland by a woman who giggled...
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The Devil's Mask
Interesting. The fuck would name themselves the Devil's Mask? Sounds more like assholes belittling their champions. Perhaps a man who defied a community and called them for what they were, murdering greedy pricks. So in return, they shame the family as the Devil's Mask, by rewriting history and...
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America is guilty - I endorse the New World Order, and for all women and men, white and black, to be enslaved under the peerless elites' military grip
I, Human Monkey, solely give assent for every American, excluding myself, who is under the multibillionaire tier to be shackled to the harshest conditions the military and intelligence can invent from disturbing minds. I further give away every American, as well as tourists, excluding myself and...
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Here comes the prophecypill
Show me one prophecy describing the most common thing we see today: society looking down at their phone. I don't want to hear about "Muh soso said wickedness will be common." Show me one prophecy describing people looking down at their phones! I read a story about an inmate who did thirty. The...
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When people mind their business, doors open for unspeakable risks and sad stories
Keeping your nose out of people's business is what led to many millionaires and billionaires today. When people mind their own business, opportunists prosper. Try this on for size. Ten vendors mind their business. Each seller offers a unique product. An eleventh vendor comes along and offers...
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If it's not turd looking dicks or pretty boy pics, it's foid-rag-whining and self-pity vomit on this cesspool of Gen Zoid garbage
I ejaculate jewels into your faces, yet your reactions, "muh I don't want to live anymore." Shaking my head, weak bitches. Fucking pathetic fruitcakes, many of you are. However, there are exceptions from not Cel, anyone with cel in their name, to Nazi Germany, RXnd, anyone with autistic in...
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Let's suppose 'puffy beard' is a threatening term
If you said puffy beard to anyone in public, you could be arrested. If you write it on a popular online network, you would be banned and arrested. But some networks aren't as popular, should you write it on them? Puffy beards are offensive in another universe I'm using in this metaphor...
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Shaking my fucking head. Then, adding insult to injury, Manlet took his troll to a hoe level. Motherfucker stalked a "not even a one!" And in all the shitholes of the world—brutal.
Not only that, he tried to toss me under the bus and told the inspectors, "I was talking with a guy from Lithuania. He's your man!"
Therefore, DC needed my IP location to prove to Manlet and his leprechaun dicks that I wasn't from the land of creepy dancers. Of course, DC probably informed them, "He barely pulls two viewers to his threads; trust me, he's not a problem."
So I had to deal with their forced dllhost raping my PC for an IP and timestamp. Indeed, I could've reformatted the hard disk or used another device. But why should I? I have nothing to hide. I'm just a masked man descendant living up to his cryptic crest. Devil's Mask, my fucking ass, those rich disinformation creeps! I got their devil hanging below my ball sack, come worship it.
The genuine intelligence saw what I just did—doxxed myself, but only to them. The rest of the thirsty opportunists are not worthy to know anything more than the crumbs they're tossed.
In conclusion to this disastrous week, I believe it's time that I return to virtual reality construction. But don't worry about me; I'm cool. Kurt Cobain described it best in Lithium. However, unlike his suspicious death, which I believe was an accident (junkies shouldn't argue while playing with guns), I rather stay on this rock until my heart says, "Ugh."
