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[Copypasta]Why are people so against copypasta?
twitchquotes:I don't understand why people are so against copypasta and memes in twitch chat, what kind of "intellectual" conversation are you going to see with 10,000+ people all typing at once.
I don't understand why people are so against copypasta and memes in twitch chat, what kind of "intellectual" conversation are you going to see with 10,000+ people all typing at once.
twitchquotes:☑ This Kripp's stream is CRAZY!” ☑ “My salt can't win against salt like that” ☑ "He needed PRECISELY those two Kappas to win" ☑ “He top decked the only excuse that could beat me” ☑ "He had the perfect CTRL+V ☑ “There was nothing I could paste” ☑ “I copypasta'd that perfectly”
☑ This Kripp's stream is CRAZY!” ☑ “My salt can't win against salt like that” ☑ "He needed PRECISELY those two Kappas to win" ☑ “He top decked the only excuse that could beat me” ☑ "He had the perfect CTRL+V ☑ “There was nothing I could paste” ☑ “I copypasta'd that perfectly”
Chungus has no beginning. Chungus has no end
Chungus has no beginning. Chungus has no end. Chungus is infinite. Millions of years after our civilization has been eradicated and forgotten, Chungus will endure.
Chungus is eternal. The pinnacle of evolution and existence.
We are but rudimentary creatures of blood and flesh. We touch Chungus' mind, fumbling in ignorance, incapable of understanding.
Organic life is nothing but a genetic mutation, an accident. Our lives are measured in years and decades. We wither and die. Chungus is eternal. Before it, we are nothing.
Chungus imposes order on the chaos of organic life. We exist because Chungus allows it, and we will end because Chungus demands it.
Chungus transcends our very understanding. We cannot grasp the nature of Chungus' existence.
Chungus has no beginning. Chungus has no end. Chungus is infinite. Millions of years after our civilization has been eradicated and forgotten, Chungus will endure.
Chungus is eternal. The pinnacle of evolution and existence.
We are but rudimentary creatures of blood and flesh. We touch Chungus' mind, fumbling in ignorance, incapable of understanding.
Organic life is nothing but a genetic mutation, an accident. Our lives are measured in years and decades. We wither and die. Chungus is eternal. Before it, we are nothing.
Chungus imposes order on the chaos of organic life. We exist because Chungus allows it, and we will end because Chungus demands it.
Chungus transcends our very understanding. We cannot grasp the nature of Chungus' existence.