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See below. This is a good way to get a first-class ticket to Bannatopia, with a layover in Bannistan. BEGONE THOT
~ Party-vi
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And sent to the grays too........someone must have gotten sand in their vag......this place is full of fucking crybabies......
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That’s the way to get back in! You tell ‘em!
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Speaking of Greys, can one of the mods ungray me please? I have been a good King
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Speaking of Greys, can one of the mods ungray me please? I have been a good King
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Nothing to do with your good looks and charming personality?
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I can’t find the comment anymore, must have been deleted, but I did read it before. It was a racist joke. And now you’re using “ someone must have gotten sand their vag ”? You’ve got every legal right to speak like that, but I really don’t hold it against Jalopnik that they don’t want to host it on their privately owned website. That your comment (and now this) was in very poor taste would be an understatement to be honest.
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Can you prove that it wasn’t a mis-click?
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You’re having a hard time convincing me not to do the same here.
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Maybe sound less like a South Park character?
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His “discussion,” history is pretty dismal. Poe’s law is strong with this one.
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he’s gone.
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And nothing of value was lost.
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“begone thot” I lol’d
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“MmmOkay”
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I can say past interactions with said “R” person were not in-line with the rules.
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He went full Jdrentarol.
You never go full Jdrentarol
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Seeing people remember that clown warms the cockles of my heart.
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That was such an adventure.
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Never forget that absolute mess of an ultra-banning.
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There is redemption to be found for most commenters.
He was never one of them.
I think he out crazed crazedclay
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I still have nightmares about it.
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Damn. I’m sorry I missed all the drama. But can I just say, Party-vi, that seeing you wield the mighty ban hammer warms the cockles of MY cold heart?
I heart you. Heh.
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No one out crazies Crazed Clay – he who recorded a six minute long video calling me and Yamahog the cancer of Oppo. Then three YEARS after being banned from Oppo, he was bragging to a bunch of mouth breathers on Facebook about how he fantasized about dragging me until my teeth fell out.
So... yeah... no one out crazies him.
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I did enjoy googling him every now and then and seeing he’s still salty about all this while pretending he doesn’t care. I guess he refuses to let anyone out crazy him after all....
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WTF is a cockle, and does every one have them? Enquiring minds need to know.
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I’m sure it’s high entertainment when you’re not the one he’s been fixated on for years and years, openly fantasizing about causing you physical harm. It’s less funny when that psycho is fixated on you.
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even though I don’t come here anymore, I think often and well of you... and some others.
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I’m curious, but I also don’t want to dredge up awfulness—color me conflicted.
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Cockles are the ventricles in your heart.
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Your comment had me locking my doors and putting on my helmet until I re-read it and noticed the “well of you” part. Come back. We have cake.
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Sorry, man, the cake is a lie.