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warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe 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 spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. 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 kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, 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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wat?

Damn… thats too much bro.

LOL COPYPASTA

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*Guerrilla

That was the most beautiful thing I've ever heard in my entire life.

COL LOPYPASTA

What the Marklar did you just fucking say about Marklar, you little Marklar? I'll have you know Marklar graduated top of my class in the Navy Marklars, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Marklar , and I have over 300 confirmed Marklars. I am trained in Marklar warfare and I'm the top Marklar in the entire Marklar armed Marklars. You are nothing to Marklar but just another Marklar. Marklar will Marklar you the fuck out with Marklar the likes of which has never been Marklar before on this Marklar, mark my Marklar words. You think you can get away with saying that Marklar to me over the Marklar? Think again, Marklar. As we speak I am contacting my Marklar network of Marklar across the Marklar and your Marklar is being traced right now so you better prepare for the Marklar, Marklar. The Marklar that wipes out the pathetic little Marklar you call your Marklar. You're fucking Marklar, Marklar. Marklar can be Marklar, Marklar, and Marklar can Marklar you in over Marklar hundred ways, and that's just with my Marklar. Not only am I extensively trained in Marklar combat, but I have access to the entire Marklar of the Marklar States Marklar Corps and Marklar will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable Marklar off the face of the Marklar, you little Marklar. If only Marklar could have known what unholy Marklar your little "Marklar" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking Marklar. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the Marklar, you goddamn Marklar. I will Marklar fury all over you and you will Marklar in it. You're fucking Marklar, Marklar.

Dafuq is dis shit?

i love you

^^

Actually, I'm pretty sure he meant "gorilla"; I've seem him fight, and it mostly involves a lot of grunting, yelling, and throwing poop.

Oh yeah well

Quality thread here, OP.

WTH…why does this look…familiar?

HAHAHA, OP, YOU'RE SO ORIGINAL AND FUNNY.

You have my respect.

I subscribed to this thread, only because I wanted to revisit this song again.

You are a genius.

Why is it that you demand I tell you what I had said when it is written in the text of the post number you quoted? Can you not read? And I am not a bitch, I have a girlfriend and I treat her well. I don't believe in fighting, so you being in the Navy Seals is a characteristic I deem unimportant. Obviously your ego is more important than your being, since you keep track of rough estimates of your psychotic rampage victims to later relay to strangers. I am assuming you mean guerrilla warfare. Since gorilla warfare is more of a comedic thought I just conjured in my head. In light of your apparent illiteracy, I can't help but ask, how do you go about wiping my existence of the face of the Earth if you can't spell? In your cutesy jetliner armed with tittie missiles? Explain the physics of a missile to me in clear detail, from the air it soars through to the mechanisms of triggering the explosion. You know about as much as your literacy. Go ahead page your secret spies for duty, it will be a lost mission because my data is completely secure. I'm hidden behind the curtains of the internet. If you can be anywhere, anytime, I expect you in your goofy jetliner and your fellow spies at my door in 3, 2, 1…oh sorry. Nothing. You call my life sad when your life is just one giant exaggeration: inflating your ego to ethereal heights by making assumptions about people that aren't true as a means of intimidation (comedic intimidation, might I add) and putting people down left, right and centre. Your the guy who fronts the virility online to make up for that which you lack in person. Another thing about you is that you cannot reason.

Was zum Teufel hast du gerade bumsen über mich sagen, du kleine Schlampe? Ich lasse Sie wissen, absolvierte ich oben auf meiner Klasse in den Navy Seals, und ich habe in zahlreichen geheimen Angriffe auf Al-Qaida beteiligt war, und ich habe mehr als 300 bestätigte Abschüsse. Ich interessiere mich für Gorilla Warfare trainiert und ich bin der Top-Scharfschützen in den gesamten US-Streitkräfte. Sie sind nichts für mich, sondern nur ein weiteres Ziel. Ich werde Sie wischen the fuck out mit Präzision die gerne von denen nie zuvor auf dieser Erde zu sehen, markieren Sie meinen verdammten Worte. Du denkst, du kannst mit diesen Scheiß sagen, mir über das Internet? Denken Sie noch einmal, Wichser. Während wir hier sprechen Ich wende mich an meine geheime Netzwerk von Spionen in den USA und deine IP wird jetzt, so dass Sie für den Sturm, Maden besser vorbereiten zurückzuführen. Der Sturm, der löscht die armselige kleine Sache, die Sie Ihr Leben rufen. Sie sehen verdammt tot, Junge. Ich kann überall, jederzeit, und ich kann Ihnen in über 700 Arten zu töten, und das ist nur mit meinen bloßen Händen. Ich bin nicht nur ausgiebig in unbewaffneten Kampf trainiert, aber ich habe Zugriff auf das gesamte Arsenal des United States Marine Corps und ich werde es in vollem Umfang benutzen, um Ihre elenden Esel aus dem Gesicht des Kontinents, du kleiner Scheißer zu wischen. Wenn nur Sie wissen können, was deine kleine unheilige Vergeltung "clever" Kommentar über zu stürzen auf euch haben war, vielleicht würden Sie Ihre verdammte Zunge gehalten haben. Aber man konnte nicht, hast du nicht, und jetzt bist du zahlen den Preis, ihr verfluchten Idioten. Ich will Scheiße Wut alle über euch und ihr werdet darin ertrinken. Sie sehen verdammt tot, Kleiner.

What in Davy Jones' locker did ye just bark at me, ye scurvy bilgerat? I'll have ye know I be the meanest cutthroat on the seven seas, and I've led numerous raids on fishing villages, and raped over 300 wenches. I be trained in hit-and-run pillaging and be the deadliest with a pistol of all the captains on the high seas. Ye be nothing to me but another source o' swag. I'll have yer guts for garters and keel haul ye like never been done before, hear me true. You think ye can hide behind your newfangled computing device? Think twice on that, scallywag. As we parley I be contacting my secret network o' pirates across the sea and yer port is being tracked right now so ye better prepare for the typhoon, weevil. The kind o' monsoon that'll wipe ye off the map. You're sharkbait, fool. I can sail anywhere, in any waters, and can kill ye in o'er seven hundred ways, and that be just with me hook and fist. Not only do I be top o' the line with a cutlass, but I have an entire pirate fleet at my beck and call and I'll damned sure use it all to wipe yer arse off o' the world, ye dog. If only ye had had the foresight to know what devilish wrath your jibe was about to incur, ye might have belayed the comment. But ye couldn't, ye didn't, and now ye'll pay the ultimate toll, you buffoon. I'll shit fury all over ye and ye'll drown in the depths o' it. You're fish food now, lad.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch. I’ll have you know my name is John, and I woke up this morning 5:30 sharp to the smell of wet pussy. I was getting a blowjob from two bitches (Shit was SO Cash), one was trying to fit my humongous 3 pound balls in her mouth while the other was choking halfway on my 18 and 3\8 inch dick. She started to squirt hard, she was convulsing and having 6 orgasms at the same time. I gave it to them and they were on the floor squirting like motherfucking fountains. Must have come about a quart of sperm and compressed air. Imagine your best orgasm, then multiply it by 35. I had to go to base camp so I front-flipped from my 14th floor barracks into my valet parked 2012 Ferrari (I got connexions). Pushed my shit to about 4 hundo (mph, mind you) and I was at base camp in no time. When I entered, I became a top sniper and was granted access to the entire arsenal of the USMC. I learned how to kill someone in over 700 different ways and was assigned to be the leader of a squad that will kill 300 terrorists using gorilla warfare tactics. Also did 6000 push-ups, 8000 sit-ups and bench-pressed 30 plates in 16 minutes. After basic training, I met a network of secret spies who will help me trace your IP address, while eating gold plated sushi and 15,000 $ champagne. My unit got the rest of the day off and I became captain of our base’s football team and starter of the basketball team. I got straight A’s on the military entrance exams and received more awards. Meanwhile, you were jacking off to pictures on Facebook and naked drawn Japanese people. Went back in the Lambo to my barracks and now I am getting ready to go to sleep. I am going to graduate at the top of my class in the Navy Seals tomorrow and I want to look pretty much perfect for it. Don’t be a stranger and remember, I did more in one day than you will your entire life.

What in tarnation did you just say about me hombre? I'll have you reckon I learn't me real good in the old west, and I've been on more prairies hogtyin me heathens than you know bout buddy. I done wrastled me up 300 scoundrels, and I know how to use this here 6 shooter everwhich way! Im sheriff in these here parts, Consarnit! You ain't nothin to me but another dagnum yellabelly. I'll clean your clock rightfast, and you won't reckon what hit ya, now you listen good, you think you can come round here and tell me whatfer? Well you better think again damn it, right as we speak my possie is closing in, tracking your there computer all across this here frontier. And you better git while the gittins good. Yesir, you better amscre compdre, fore were forced ta get mean, or you'll be six feet under by sunup. Yesir now we can duel like gentlemen or I can use ol'betsy here to shoot the smile right off yer face 6 ,9 to 1 ways from sunday. Not only do I have with me here these pistols but being law and order round here i got me a whole heep o' guns and I'll use em if need be. I think if you only knew what snakes you were winding up, youda came wearing gloves partner. But ya could't, ya didn't and now mister, you're gonna pay the price dag-gumit, It's gona be raining bullets like cats and dogs all over here in a minute. You're a goner partner.

Okay, so you expect me to believe that you were the very best that your generation of Navy SEALs had to offer? I highly doubt that. If you were as good as you say you were, i don't think for a second that you would be browsing 4chan. This is mostly a place for jobless neckbeards that still live with their parents, and nerdy high school kids that don't have any friends. It really isn't the place for highly-trained assassins to be hanging out in their spare time. Even if it was, something far worse than a troll being mean to you probably would have set you off a long time ago. What about the slew of gore and child pornography that gets posted here on a regular basis? Isn't that something that deserves a person being hunted down and made to regret their actions? Yeah, you're just not the 4chan type. Sure, there's a wide variety of people that browse here, but you're far from the core demograpic if you are who you say you are (which isn't the case). Even if it were true that you're an incredibly talented soldier, I think all the military dispiline would prevent you from getting mad enough to murder some random idiot on the internet. I also doubt that even the best SEALs have a "secret network of spies across the USA". Why would all of the most expanisive Big Brother network in the world be willing to help a troubled PTSD-sufferer hunt down some random kid on the internet? That doesn't even make sense. If you're gonna try to scare somebody, make it more believable than "IM A SUPER SOLDIER HURR DURR". You might frighten a thirteen year old who doesn't know any better, but to must of us you just look like a kid with an anger problem and a very active imagination. Hopefully things will be easier for you when your puberty's over. Best of luck with that… kiddo.

What the flip did thee just flipping gabble about me, thine miniscule bitch? I’ll have thee know I bested the most prestigious jousting class in the whole of Camelot, and I hath been involved in numerous secret marches on behalf of his Majesty, King Arthur, and I hath over 300 confirmed victories on horseback. I am trained in castle of Guerrilla warfare and I am indeed the highest ranking joustee in the entire land of Great Britannia. Thee are nothing to me but another false crossbearer. I will joust thine shambles with precision the likes of which hath never been observed in the King’s lands, mark my flipping words! Thou think thou can escape retribution by shouting that hogwash at me from afar? I implore thee to think again, peasant. As we converse I am contacting my secretive network of knights across the realm and thine footsteps are being traced right now, so thou best prepare thineself for the storm, pig-maggot! The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing thou call your armour. Thou art a flipping dead man. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill thou in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare lance. Not only am I extensively trained in mounted combat, but I hath access to the entire arsenal of the Kings Royal Army, and I shall use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable derriere off the face of the realm, thou miniscule feaces. If only thou could have foreseen what unholy retribution your little “clever” challenge was about to bring down upon thee, maybe thou would have held thee flipping tongue. But thou couldn’t, thou didn’t, and now thee art paying the price, you godd¬amn fool. I shall s¬hit fury all over thou britches and thee will drown in it. Thou art flipping dead, child.

OI! Da 'ell you say about me, you lit'l grot? I'll ave you know I'm da best shoota in all of da klan, and I've been on lotsa sneaky mishons on da umie planets, and I gotz ovas 300 skullz. I fight like a sneaky git, I do, and I'm da best at killin far away da the entire WAAAAAAGHHH . Yous nothing to me but just another squig 'erda . I's smash da you to pieces wiff precishion da likes of which as neva been seen before on dis rock, mark my fu¬cking words. You fink you can get away wiff muckin about, saying that grot to me over da Internet? Fink again, umie. Right now, as we muckin about, I'm callin da all sneaky boyz across the planet and your IP is bein traced right proper now! So you'd betta prepare for da WAAAAAAGH, you git. DA storm that stomps out da paffetic lit'l fing you call ya life. Yous fu¬cking dead, umie. I's can be anywhere, anytime, and I's can kill you in a whole buncha ways, and dats just with me bare mits. Not only am I real good in rippin and tearin up umies, but I's got access to da entire shooty pile of the ork WAAAAAGH and I's use all da dakka ta stomp out yer miserable mug off da face of the wurld, you little grot. If only you could ave known wot waz comin afta yous little "smart" talk waz about ta git cha, maybe yous woulda ave 'eld your bloody mouff. But you can't, and now youa paying da teef, you godd¬amn git. I will stomp all ova yous and yous gonna die good. Yous gonna be ended, grotling.

Guise Srsly, Srsly guise
sorry to tell you all this but Madcat stole that recording from me.
This is the real voice of Madcat

Audio recording software >>

lol

That is all.

Seikō nani ga anata wa watashi dake ni tsuite iu kusodeshitaga, anata wa hotondo mesu? Watashi wa watashi ga kaigun shīru de watashi no kurasu no sentō o sotsugyō shi shitte iru, to watashi wa Aru· Quaeda-jō de tasū no himitsu no shūgeki ni kan'yo shite kimashitaga arudeshou, to watashi wa 300 ijō no kakunin kiru o motte imasu. Watashi wa gorira sensō no kunren o uketa to watashi wa, zentai no beigun toppu no sunaipā dashite imasu. Anata wa watashi ni nani mo mōhitotsu no tāgetto wa arimasen. Watashi wa seimitsude anata ni kono chikyū-jō de mae ni mita koto ga nai, sonōchi suki ni seikō o issō shi, watashi no kuso no kotoba o māku shimasu. Anata ga intānetto o kaishite watashi ni tawagoto o itte nigeru koto ga dekiru to omoimasu ka? , Futatabi yarōda to omoimasu. Anata ga yoi arashi, ujimushi junbi dekiru yō ni wareware ga hanasu yō ni watashi wa Amerika to IP-kan no supai no watashinohimitsu no nettowāku ni sesshoku shite imasuga ima wa torēsu sa rete iru. Sono arashi wa, anata no jinsei to yobu awarena chīsana mono o shōkyo shimasu. Anata wa shinde, kodomo o kusoda. Watashi wa itsu demo, doko demo kamaimasen, watashi wa hyaku 7 ijō no hōhō de anata o korosu koto ga deki, sore wa chōdo watashi no sude deda. Dakedenaku, watashi wa kōhan'i ni hi busō no sentō no kunren o uketaga, watashi wa Beikoku kaihei-tai no zentai no heiki e no akusesu-ken o motte iruto watashi wa tairiku, anata sukoshi tawagoto no kao o hanarete anata no hisan'na o shiri o fuku tame ni, sono saidaigen ni sore o shiyō shimasu. Anata wa sukoshi" kashikoi" komento ga anata ni daun sa seru teidodeatta ka tondemonai hōfuku shira rete iru koto ga dekiru yuiitsu no ​​ baai wa, tabun anata wa anata no kuso shita o kaisai shite imashita. Shikashi, anata wa, anata wa shimasendeshitaga dekimasendeshita, soshite ima anata wa, anata inakamono no hakujin yarō baka kakaku o haratte iru. Watashi wa anata ijō no tawagoto okorimasushi, sore ni oboremasu. Anata wa, kimi ga shinda kusoda.

Then I listend to it in google translate… it took 5ever.

What in Davy Jones' locker did ye just bark at me, ye scurvy bilgerat? I'll have ye know I be the meanest cutthroat on the seven seas, and I've led numerous raids on fishing villages, and raped over 300 wenches. I be trained in hit-and-run pillaging and be the deadliest with a pistol of all the captains on the high seas. Ye be nothing to me but another source o' swag. I'll have yer guts for garters and keel haul ye like never been done before, hear me true. You think ye can hide behind your newfangled computing device? Think twice on that, scallywag. As we parley I be contacting my secret network o' pirates across the sea and yer port is being tracked right now so ye better prepare for the typhoon, weevil. The kind o' monsoon that'll wipe ye off the map. You're sharkbait, fool. I can sail anywhere, in any waters, and can kill ye in o'er seven hundred ways, and that be just with me hook and fist. Not only do I be top o' the line with a cutlass, but I have an entire pirate fleet at my beck and call and I'll damned sure use it all to wipe yer arse off o' the world, ye dog. If only ye had had the foresight to know what devilish wrath your jibe was about to incur, ye might have belayed the comment. But ye couldn't, ye didn't, and now ye'll pay the ultimate toll, you buffoon. I'll shit fury all over ye and ye'll drown in the depths o' it. You're fish food now, lad.

C'est quoi ce bordel que tu viens de dire putain de moi, vous petite chienne? Je vais devoir vous le savez j'ai obtenu mon diplôme en haut de ma classe dans les Navy Seals, et j'ai été impliqué dans de nombreux raids secrets sur Al-Qaïda, et je n'ai plus de 300 victoires confirmées. Je suis formé dans la guerre des gorilles et je suis le tireur d'élite dans l'ensemble des forces armées américaines. Tu n'es rien pour moi, mais juste une autre cible. Je vais essuyer vous la baise avec précision les goûts de ce qui n'a jamais été vu avant sur ​​cette Terre, marquer mes mots putains. Vous pensez que vous pouvez s'en tirer en disant que merde pour moi sur Internet? Détrompez-vous, baiseur. Comme nous parlons, je suis avec mon réseau secret d'espions à travers les Etats-Unis et votre adresse IP est tracée dès maintenant afin de mieux vous préparer à la tempête, la mouche. La tempête qui efface la chose minable que vous appelez votre vie. Vous putain mort, gamin. Je peux être n'importe où, n'importe quand, et je peux vous tuer plus de sept cents façons, et c'est seulement avec mes mains nues. Non seulement je suis une formation poussée dans le combat à mains nues, mais j'ai accès à tout l'arsenal de l'United States Marine Corps et je vais l'utiliser à sa pleine mesure pour essuyer ton cul misérable de la surface du continent, vous petite merde. Si seulement vous pouviez savoir ce impie rétribution votre petit "intelligent" commentaire était sur le point de faire tomber sur vous, peut-être que vous auriez tenu votre langue putain. Mais vous ne pouviez pas, vous n'avez pas, et maintenant que vous payez le prix, idiot foutu. Je vais fureur merde partout sur vous et vous noyer en elle. Vous putain morte, mon petit.
A french translation, courtesy of google translate.

Wat de fok het jy net fokken sê oor my, jou klein teef? Ek sal moet jy weet ek gegradueer top van my klas in die Navy Seals, en ek is betrokke by verskeie geheime aanvalle op Al-Quaeda, en ek het meer as 300 bevestig prooi reeds dood is. Ek is opgelei in gorilla warfare en ek is die top sniper in die hele Amerikaanse gewapende magte. Jy is niks vir my nie maar net nog 'n teiken. Ek sal meebring dat die fok met presisie die hou van wat nog nooit voorheen op hierdie aarde gesien, let op my fokken woorde. Jy dink jy kan wegkom met gesê dat kak vir my oor die internet? Dink weer, fokker. Soos ons praat ek kontak met my geheime netwerk van spioene in die VSA en jou IP word nou opgespoor, sodat jy 'n beter voor te berei vir die storm, luim. Die storm wat vee uit die patetiese ding wat jy noem jou lewe. Jy fokken dood nie, kind. Ek kan enige plek, enige tyd, en ek kan jou doodmaak in meer as 700 maniere, en dit is net met my kaal hande. Nie net is ek op groot skaal in ongewapende gevegte opgelei nie, maar ek het toegang tot die hele arsenaal van die Verenigde State Marine Corps en ek sal dit gebruik om sy volle omvang jou misrabele gat af te vee die aangesig van die vasteland, jou klein kak. As jy net kon geweet het wat onheilig vergelding jou bietjie "slim" kommentaar was omtrent op julle af te bring, miskien sou jy gehou het jou fokken taal. Maar jy kan nie, jy het nie, en nou het jy die prys betaal, jy goddamn idioot. Ek sal kak grimmigheid oor julle, en jy sal verdrink in. Jy's fokken dood, kiddo.