Here is the official thread you were requesting. It will not be locked. Post in this thread if and only if you are a sad retarded pedophile who wishes to cry about Dave baiting you.
All other threads on this topic will be locked and/or deleted. We cannot say fairer than that.
> Here is the official thread you were requesting. It will not be locked. Post in this thread if and only if you are a sad retarded pedophile who wishes to cry about Dave baiting you. > > All other threads on this topic will be locked and/or deleted. We cannot say fairer than that.
Anonymous H replied with this 4 days ago, 5 days later, 1 month after the original post[^][v]#1,294,514
@previous (Indie the Grate)
Matthew Rosteet Miller, aka Fatfuck, Depressionman, Indy and Indie the Grate, is a fat, disgusting pedophile who was caught demanding "open leg vulva" selfies from an underaged girl. He should have been immediately reported to the authorities, but people at the time were more interested in ridiculing his deceased relatives than getting the filthy nonce off the streets. The practice continues to the present day while this loathsome kiddie-fiddler attempts to justify his blatantly pedophillic interests.
Anonymous E replied with this 4 days ago, 25 minutes later, 1 month after the original post[^][v]#1,294,527
Dave, remember Easter Sunday when you got extremely butthurt, and locked all the threads, then left for several weeks when all your locked threads were unlocked by a mod?
Anonymous H replied with this 4 days ago, 6 minutes later, 1 month after the original post[^][v]#1,294,557
@1,294,550 (D)
Matt was banned at the time and used Tor to sneak in under the Toni alias. Syntax tipped them off and the Admin immediately banned "Toni." Fatfuck started begging to return to the site literally the next day lol.
Must've driven Matt crazy, knowing that Syntax had fistfucked him yet again.
Anonymous D replied with this 4 days ago, 12 minutes later, 1 month after the original post[^][v]#1,294,558
@previous (H)
How did Syntax "tip them off?" How would you know who is using Tor or who is not? Give me some evidence, not chan lore and the word of Syntax, who is infamous for ridiculous lies and tall tales.
(beckyderp !4aMoRa.T2Q) > Yes, he was fine with the text voice until he got drunk at the end. Also, he has a compulsion that forces him to talk about syntax, the normalcy of wanting to fuck 15-year-olds, and demand evidence for Matt being a sick fuck.
(?Metæ?) > You gotta admire his dedication: he was able to avoid all his usual verbal tics for a couple of days.
Indie the Grate replied with this 4 days ago, 10 minutes later, 1 month after the original post[^][v]#1,294,600
@previous (Father Dave !RsSxeehGwc) This just won't do, Dave thought to himself, standing up and slapping the palm of his hand against the side of his head. "It just. Won't DO!" he let out in a hoarse monotone that buillt to a roaring crescendo, pausing between each syllable to take a deep breath. "IT! JUST! WON'T! FUCKING! DO!" he bellowed, and then pushed his left fist all the way into his mouth, repeatedly slapping the back of his back of his head until he began to see stars in front of his eyes. "YOU FUCKING CUNTS!" screamed Dave at the top of his voice, squeezing out the words in a muffled girlish shriek that burned the inside of his throat. "YOU FUCKING CUNTS! YOU DISOBEDIENT FUCKING CUNTS! YOU FUCKING DISOBEDIENT CUNTS! YOU! FUCKING! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! YOU FUCKING CUNTS DISOBEDIENT BASTARDS!" he screeched, now pounding his closed fist against the back of his head and biting down so hard on his other fist that he began to draw blood.
Then Dave stopped.
A soothing calmness washed over him.
He sat back down in front of his computer and wiped the spittle off his monitor and keyboard, and then he began to type:
":)", typed Dave, and then he clicked the Post button.
> Hey Dave, which do you think would make them cry harder - locking their threads or merging them all into this one?
Watching the little nonces spaz the fuck out when I locked their threads was the most hilariously low-effort trolling I've yet invented. Making them obediently follow my orders to stay in this thread has been the cherry on the cake :)
> > Can’t wait to make a bunch of threads this weekend > > Anon F's life, ladies and gents :)
Says Dave, the man who sits on minichan all day long frantically hitting f5 for any mere mention of his name and has been doing this for years and somehow thinks he is better than everyone
When will you get on with your life Dave? When will you understand that posting right wing news articles nobody gives a fuck about while role playing as a priest on the internet for years is not something a normal person does? Must make you really angry knowing the only thing you can do is lock threads and that it does nothing
> Here is the official thread you were requesting. It will not be locked. Post in this thread if and only if you are a sad retarded pedophile who wishes to cry about Dave baiting you. > > All other threads on this topic will be locked and/or deleted. We cannot say fairer than that.
> > Nobody post in this thread. If you do, it makes Dave think he has reined you in. > > Good boy for obeying my order to post in this thread. You nonces need to be reined in and put in your place.
Father Dave !RsSxeehGwc (OP) replied with this 18 hours ago, 3 minutes later, 1 month after the original post[^][v]#1,295,483
@1,295,476 (P)
Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well
And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.