From the first days. Constant confonabeg, theft, Shitpost from all sorts of schizics, attracting administrative resources. Only they forgot that they were already on the snare board and there is nothing to capture, there is bare ground, literally fuck. We're already sitting in the mud while the faggots are grabbing the meaningless OBR, we've been out of the thread for a long time, scattered across all sections. We blow up 10 prams and hide back. Duch is our jungle. Cotton faggots here are invaders from the 14th year. What they've never tried. And the carpet bots and the slashed-out slackers, they all went down. We'll stand up and drive them off two o'clock, we'll drive them down the stairs with shitty rags. And then get the fuck down the stairs. A chipmunk doesn't need much, two hours, and a cat-girl jack off. We've been fighting here for 8 years. What a chipmunk man did not create. The only equals are Vmartykhans with lawns, one people is two, but the punishment for them is punishment. We won’t look at anything, not at joint raids, not at joint loss with pastas. The Vmartykhans will be smitten because they have gone against the sacred anonymous creed. Arm yourself, chipmunk, 1 webm for 10, that's enough to burn a whole tread of monkeys.