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File 1299604171 gif-(32 KB, 402x511, 1279241665663.gif) Anonymous 03/08/11(Tue)12:09:31 No.314481769 When this thread 404's I will have no distinguishing posts on this board You will never see another post that you know for sure that I made But you dont know me You don't know where I live What my name is What I like Or where I work I could be a congressman for your state A lawyer who helped you get justice Or l could be the guy that bags your groceries You will never know We could be best friends There's a slim possibility I'm the guy across the classroom with his laptop open. When I die. Whether it's tomorrow in a car crash. Tonight over a bottle of liquor. ot at a ripe old age You wont know that Ive left you You wont miss me But Il miss you my /b/rothers But you'll never knovw There are only two things about myself that you know for sure 1.) That I am a f-----. Based on my OP status 2.) That I love you anon. I love you with all the love thats left in me And why do you want my love? why should you give a f---? Who in the world wants my love? Nobody But then again. Who in the f------ world wants your love? Nobody All Ive got is you and sometimes. All you have is me And we could post together in a thread tomorrow but you wont know it's me. and I wont know it's you Because that's what we are. Grains of sand on the beach that is anonymous

File 1299604171 gif-(32 KB, 402x511, 1279241665663.gif) Anonymous 03/08/11(Tue)12:09:31 No.314481769 When this thread 404's I will have no distinguishing posts on this board You will never see another post that you know for sure that I made But you dont know me You don't know where I live What my name is What I like Or where I work I could be a congressman for your state A lawyer who helped you get justice Or l could be the guy that bags your groceries You will never know We could be best friends There's a slim possibility I'm the guy across the classroom with his laptop open. When I die. Whether it's tomorrow in a car crash. Tonight over a bottle of liquor. ot at a ripe old age You wont know that Ive left you You wont miss me But Il miss you my /b/rothers But you'll never knovw There are only two things about myself that you know for sure 1.) That I am a f-----. Based on my OP status 2.) That I love you anon. I love you with all the love thats left in me And why do you want my love? why should you give a f---? Who in the world wants my love? Nobody But then again. Who in the f------ world wants your love? Nobody All Ive got is you and sometimes. All you have is me And we could post together in a thread tomorrow but you wont know it's me. and I wont know it's you Because that's what we are. Grains of sand on the beach that is anonymous

I Love you.“ This is my story I'm sorry 1 Le..“ I Love you No Way, WAH WAH SO 屎 WA sniff tap tap 1 the End

I Love you.“ This is my story I'm sorry 1 Le..“ I Love you No Way, WAH WAH SO 屎 WA sniff tap tap 1 the End

Will the real Anonymous please stand up...

Will the real Anonymous please stand up...

WE ARE ANONYMOUS

WE ARE ANONYMOUS

OLD ANONYMOUS FEARED, RESPECTED FINAL BOSS OF THE INTERNET CA RON PAUL, BEE! LET'S CHANGE THE WORLD NEXT WEEK, GUISE! NEW ANONYMOUS CAUSE-ORIENTED, FRIENDLY BUTT OF EVERY JOKE ON THE INTERNET

OLD ANONYMOUS FEARED, RESPECTED FINAL BOSS OF THE INTERNET CA RON PAUL, BEE! LET'S CHANGE THE WORLD NEXT WEEK, GUISE! NEW ANONYMOUS CAUSE-ORIENTED, FRIENDLY BUTT OF EVERY JOKE ON THE INTERNET

Anonymous Fellas

Anonymous Fellas

The whole 1s greater than the sum of its par t s

The whole 1s greater than the sum of its par t s

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"Bed-rest" "Terrorism" ONG AME 40 LISA 卷 EDUCATE YOURSELF ABOUT SCIENTOLOGY! Misc SCIENTOLOGISTS SAY THE DARNEDEST THINGS

"Bed-rest" "Terrorism" ONG AME 40 LISA 卷 EDUCATE YOURSELF ABOUT SCIENTOLOGY! Misc SCIENTOLOGISTS SAY THE DARNEDEST THINGS

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igod repenting made easy You are now chatting with God... Try saying that with more or less context. Me: I am Anonymous God Do you mean your name is Anonymous. Me: yes God: I will call you Pedobear. ) "THE ART OF τRoLLING.COM

igod repenting made easy You are now chatting with God... Try saying that with more or less context. Me: I am Anonymous God Do you mean your name is Anonymous. Me: yes God: I will call you Pedobear. ) "THE ART OF τRoLLING.COM

Ahal To be astounded. An army of assholes, an association armed with an arsenal of asinine ambigously adult anonymii. This anti- quated armada, no mere attack force, is an astounding assembly of articulate aristocrats. Assuming the collective affliction has not abruptly atrophied, another day of ardent internet argument arises. Under the ambiguous aegis of internet anonimity, all annoying assertations may be announced with reckless abandon. Apology? Do not forgive. Alas, I am all aflutter. After the anticipation... You may call me Anonymous. Bam! To behold, a public bulletin board, built of both brilliance and barbarity by bastards with boners. This bastion, no mere bulwark of boredom, is a brutal barrage of blistering b-------, barely benevo- lent... but behind the bigotry and boobs, beyond the bitter broadcasts of bragging buffoons: here be the body politic. A brotherhood of blasphemy, blessed with more balls than brains, battling the bland, the bogus, the benign. Bedlam? Bring it on. But I babble... better to be brief. Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissi- tudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vic to, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexa- tion stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and vora cious violation of volition! The only verdict is ven- geance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindi- cate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you... You may call me lbl. And you may call me V.

Ahal To be astounded. An army of assholes, an association armed with an arsenal of asinine ambigously adult anonymii. This anti- quated armada, no mere attack force, is an astounding assembly of articulate aristocrats. Assuming the collective affliction has not abruptly atrophied, another day of ardent internet argument arises. Under the ambiguous aegis of internet anonimity, all annoying assertations may be announced with reckless abandon. Apology? Do not forgive. Alas, I am all aflutter. After the anticipation... You may call me Anonymous. Bam! To behold, a public bulletin board, built of both brilliance and barbarity by bastards with boners. This bastion, no mere bulwark of boredom, is a brutal barrage of blistering b-------, barely benevo- lent... but behind the bigotry and boobs, beyond the bitter broadcasts of bragging buffoons: here be the body politic. A brotherhood of blasphemy, blessed with more balls than brains, battling the bland, the bogus, the benign. Bedlam? Bring it on. But I babble... better to be brief. Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissi- tudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vic to, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexa- tion stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and vora cious violation of volition! The only verdict is ven- geance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindi- cate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you... You may call me lbl. And you may call me V.