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[Copypasta]Copypastas reduce the human experience
twitchquotes:Copypastas are reducing the human experience to generic responses to certain things occurring inside the game. Doesn't people feel the need to express themselves with some level of originality?
Copypastas are reducing the human experience to generic responses to certain things occurring inside the game. Doesn't people feel the need to express themselves with some level of originality?
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UNLEASHING THE BANHAMMER
twitchquotes:RUN GUYS! HE IS UNLEASHING THE BANHAMMER! ᕕKappaᕗ ᕕKappaᕗ ᕕKappaᕗ ᕕKappaᕗ
RUN GUYS! HE IS UNLEASHING THE BANHAMMER! ᕕKappaᕗ ᕕKappaᕗ ᕕKappaᕗ ᕕKappaᕗ
Start with something small like your intelligence
twitchquotes:I've heard shoving things up your ass is quite painful so you might want to start with something small like your intelligence and build up to bigger things like your ego
I've heard shoving things up your ass is quite painful so you might want to start with something small like your intelligence and build up to bigger things like your ego
Don't talk in the chat unless you're classed as high sr
twitchquotes:Don't talk in the chat unless you're classed as high sr (2000+) keep chat high quality
Don't talk in the chat unless you're classed as high sr (2000+) FailFish keep chat high quality
United States of America is now known as West Iran
twitchquotes:The year is 2024. The United States of America is now known as West Iran after the assassination of Supreme Leader Donald Trump from drone warfare. I hide in my nuclear bunker, praying to God that I survive another night. I open my laptop and see Kripp streaming some HS battlegrounds, still forcing murlocs and hardstuck at 7k MMR. "Still never lucky, huh old friend..." I whisper to myself as the bombs fall outside...
The year is 2024. The United States of America is now known as West Iran after the assassination of Supreme Leader Donald Trump from drone warfare. I hide in my nuclear bunker, praying to God that I survive another night. I open my laptop and see Kripp streaming some HS battlegrounds, still forcing murlocs and hardstuck at 7k MMR. "Still never lucky, huh old friend..." I whisper to myself as the bombs fall outside...