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    1. Vanguardian 10 yrs ago

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10 yrs ago
OH BABY A TRIPLE
10 yrs ago
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Whut de fuck dun did ya' plum fuckin' say about me, ya' square? I'll gots ya' know ah' graduated top uh my class in de Nahvee Seals, and I've been involved in lotsa raids on de down low on Al-Quaeda, and ah' have upside 300 co'ferm'd wastes. ah' am trained in go'illa warfare and I'm de top snipuh' in de entire US armed fo'ces. You's is nodin' t'me but plum anoda' target. Man! ah' gots'ta wipe ya' de fuck out wid precision de likess uh which gots neva' been seen befo'e on dis Eard, Amos my fuckin' wo'ds. You's dink ya' kin dig away wid sayin' dat shit t'me upside de Internet? Dink again, fucker. Ah be baaad... As we rap ah' am contactin' mah' secret netwo'k uh spies across de USA and yo' IP be bein' traced right now so's ya' betta' prepare fo' de sto'm, maggots. De sto'm dat wipes out da damn padetic little doodad ya' call yo' life. Youse fuckin' wasted, kid. ah' can be anywhere, anytime, and ah' canwaste ya' in upside seven hundred ways, and dat's plum wid mah' bare hands. Not only am ah' only in ah da unahm'd fights, but ah' have access t'de 'ole arsenal uh de United States Marine Co'ps and ah' gots'ta use it t'its full 'estent t'wipe yo' miserable ass off de face uh de continent, ya' little shit. Man! If only ya' could gots knode whut unholy retribushun yo' little "clever" comment wuz about t'brin' waaay down downon ya', maybe ya' would gots held yo' fuckin' tongue. But ya' couldn't, ya' dun didn't, and now youse payin' de price, ya' goddamn idiot. Man! ah' gots'ta shit fury all upside ya' and ya' gots'ta drown in it. Man! Youse fuckin' wasted, kiddo. 'S coo', bro.
What the craft did you just say to me you little creeper? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Mithrina Academy, and have been involved in numerous secret griefs with Team Avolition, and I have griefed over 300 servers. I am trained in creeper warfare and I'm the top skeleton in all of the minecraft griefing teams in existance. You are nothing to me but just another block. I will blow you up with precisiion the likes of which has never been seen before in this blocky world. Mark my fucking pickaxe. You think you can get away with griefing me like that? Think again, blockhead. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of creepers across my server and your coords traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, zombie. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're blocking dead, kid. I can teleport anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over 700 ways, and that's just with my wooden sword. Not only am I extensively trained in PvP, but I have have access to all the chests on my server and I will use them to their full extent to ban your miserable block off the face of the server, you little block. If ony you could have known what unholy retribution your "clever" comment was about to TNT down upon you. Maybe you would have held your fucking pickaxe. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you blockhead. I will drop gravel all over you, and you will suffocate in it. You're blocking dead, blockface.
What did thou just sayest about meself, thou yellow-bellied hound? I shall inform thee that I am imployed in the top ranks of the Inquisition, and I have taken part in most numerous cladestine battles against sinners, and I have slain over 300 heretics. I am most educated in the knightly ways and the Lord boasts of my ability to kill. Thou art naught but a peasant and another heretic in my eyes. I will slay thee with most deadly force and thy blood shall flow like rain on this Earth, hark to my words. Dost thou believe thee can freely send me these letters via messenger on horseback? Thou would doest well to mull upon it a second time, peasant. As my quill scrabbles on this paper, I am alerting the Inquistion all over Europe and thou shall be executed accordingly. Thou would doest well to begin repenting, lad. I can find thee wherever thou goest, and I can slay thee in a million ways with nothing but my hands. I am not only most trained in combat with no weapons, I also have access to thousands of men with extensive training of their own and I will deploy them with orders to burn and pillage thy village, thou insolent little disease. If only thou hadst known the wicked requital that thy “snide” insult was about to bring upon thee, mayhap thou would hast watched thy foul tongue. Alas, thou did not, and now, thou shall be punished at the hands of justice, thou tottering moron. I will defecate mine rage all over thee, and thou will suffocate in my fury. Thou art as well as executed, lad.
What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little Rand-basher? I'll have you know I graduated top of Peikoff's class in Objectivism, and I've been involved in numerous internet debates with irrational haters, and I have over 300 confirmed deconstructions. I am trained in the Aristotelian philosophical tradition and I'm the top scholar in the entire Perfectivist movement. You are nothing to me but just another strawman. I will wipe you the fuck out with logic the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit about Rand over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of high school and college students across the USA and your arguments are being analysed right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your intellectual credibility. You're fucking wrong, hater. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can destroy your arguments in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my copy of Atlas Shrugged. Not only am I extensively trained in Randian ethics, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the neo-Aristotelian juggernaut and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the humanities, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. I foresee a lot of running for the hills, kiddo.
What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little downy bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Highschool, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on the Cafeteria, and I have over 300 confirmed retard attacks. I am trained in nigger warfare and I'm the top sniper in all COD. You are nothing to me but just another retard. I will mock you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of trolls across the USA and your IP is being back traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, retard. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can troll you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with yo' momma jokes. Not only am I extensively trained in logical fallacies, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the copypasta and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the internet, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

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Quod irrumabo tu iustus fucking dicunt de me, parum stercore? Male vos scire Curabitur summo mei genus in in Navy Sigilla, et UI fuerint in multus secretum populationes Al-Quaeda, et mihi super CCC confirmata necat. Ego sum docti in orci militiae et Im summo sniper in tota US copiis. Sed tu mihi nihil aliud signum. Pedicabo delebo te cum praecisione similia quae numquam visa super terram verbis meis attende in stupri. Putas possit cum dicens quod stercore ad me super Penitus? Cogitare iterum, fucker. Ut loqui sum dictum occultis meis network exploratores trans USA et IP sit investigari nunc sic melius parare tempestas, vermiculus. Tempestate quod deleo ex in misellus parum res tu vitae. Vestra fucking mortuus, hœdum. Usquam possum, aliquando et super te interficere septingenti viis thats iusto nuda manus. Non solum sum late docti in inermes pugna, sed aditus ad totum armamentarium Civitatum Foederatarum Marine Corps et uti ad eius plena quatenus ad absterget tuam miseram asinum facie continens, parum stercore. Si modo potuit quid impia retributionem parvulus callidus comment erat ut super te, fortasse esset tenuit tua stupri lingua. Vos couldnt, non iam vestra solvendo pretium goddamn stultus es. Ego stercore furore omnes super te et erit mergunt in eam. Vestra fucking mortuus, kiddo.
What's this you've said to me, my good friend? Ill have you know I graduated top of my class in conflict resolution, and Ive been involved in numerous friendly discussions, and I have over 300 confirmed friends. I am trained in polite discussions and I'm the top mediator in the entire neighborhood. You are worth more to me than just another target. I hope we will come to have a friendship never before seen on this Earth. Don't you think you might be hurting someone's feelings saying that over the internet? Think about it, my friend. As we speak I am contacting my good friends across the USA and your P.O. box is being traced right now so you better prepare for the greeting cards, friend. The greeting cards that help you with your hate. You should look forward to it, friend. I can be anywhere, anytime for you, and I can calm you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my chess set. Not only am I extensively trained in conflict resolution, but I have access to the entire group of my friends and I will use them to their full extent to start our new friendship. If only you could have known what kindness and love your little comment was about to bring you, maybe you would have reached out sooner. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now we get to start a new friendship, you unique person. I will give you gifts and you might have a hard time keeping up. You're finally living, friend.
What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you male pig? I'll have you know I graduated top of my Womyn's Studies class, and I've been involved in numerous demonstrations against oppression of womynkind, and I have over 300 signatures on my petition. I am trained in debate tactics and I'm the top speaker in the entire Feminist Frequency. You are nothing to me but just another cis scum. I will reeducate the fuck out of you with feminism the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, male oppressor. As we speak I am contacting my public network of activists across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, misogynist. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your worldview. You're fucking dead, nerd. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can disprove your biased theories in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with no preparation time. Not only am I extensively trained in rhetorics, but I have access to the entire funding of the Tropes vs Women in Video Games project and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable opinions off the face of the Internet, you rapist. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you godessdamn idiot. I will rain empowerment all over womyn and your cisprivilege will drown in it. Your rape culture is over, man.
What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little red bitch orb? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the gas giants, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids elliptical orbits, and I have over 300 confirmed storms in my might atmostphere. I am the furthest planet in the solar system and I have the largest liquid water oceans in the known universe. You are nothing to me but just another point of light. I will wipe you the divert comets at your with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on Earth or mars, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of moons across the solar system and your orbital path is being traced right now so you better prepare for the apocalypse, maggot. The impact that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your world. Your fucking dead, kid. I can anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you with a comet over seven miles wide, and that's just with my gravity. Not only am I a large body of mass, but I have access to the entire arsenal of moons and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the solar system, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution you little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.
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