I said what I said

Also I’m high

    • UlyssesT [he/him]
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      32 years ago

      Still doesn’t make your false equivalency less false. Just makes you sound like a homophobic Epic G!mer from the early 2000s. heated-gamer-moment

      • DayOfDoom [any, any]
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        12 years ago

        Homophobia is when I call your mom effete. Which I did, because she is. And she’s gay. And she listens to all the worst cumtown clips.

        • UlyssesT [he/him]
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          32 years ago

          Ow, the edge. It’s so dull because it hasn’t been sharpened since 2007. grillman

          You’re going this hard in defense of a webcomic cliche that was so thought-terminating that its own maker outright rejected it eventually. It shows what kind of people are still stanning for the original message: people like you.

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              You’re seriously going into that smarmy Reddity angle of pedantically trying to dodge any and all liability for what you’ve already posted?

              What was your point if you weren’t using your tiresome false equivalence from the very start to defend the comic?

              Better yet, don’t answer. Your dull edgy nonsense is tiresome.

                • UlyssesT [he/him]
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                  32 years ago

                  Smearing yourself in layers of deniability and smug irony shows how little of value you had to say to begin with.

                  • DayOfDoom [any, any]
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                    12 years ago

                    I’m not even smug. I literally think you’re like a bot or some type of small woodland creature forcibly given a Hexbear account in a lab. It’s like a gachapon machine spitting out treats to my inbox that I don’t read for fear of them undoing my very being.