<--- These are my dubz. There are many like them, but these ones are mine.
My dubz are my best friend. They are my life. I must master them as I must master my life.
My dubz, without me, are useless. Without my dubz, I am useless. I must fire my dubz true. I must post straighter than my enemy who is trying to homosexually corrupt me. I must dubz him before he dubz me. I will...
My dubz and myself know that what counts in this war is not the messages we post, the noise of our anal bursts, nor the farts we make. We know that it is the dubz that count. We will GET...
My dubz are human, even as I, because they are my life. Thus, I will learn them as a brother. I will learn their weaknesses, their strength, their parts, their accessories, their polecats and their kebabs. I will ever guard them against the ravages of javatards and lithpfags as I will ever guard my legs, my arms, my eyes and my heart against damage. I will keep my dubz clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will...
Before God, I swear this creed. My dubz and myself are the defenders of MY ANUS. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life.
So be it, until victory is ours and there is no enemy, but check 'em!