EXORCISING THE PIMPLEFACED SHITLORDS

This board is fucking infested with mysoginist, racist, ableist  neckbeards. You middle-class white male idiots (the idiot property is independent of the other properties, before you get your balls in a twist.)

I'm a middle-class able-bodied white male too, but that doesn't mean I can't look around me and plainly see how my life is easier than racialized people, females, those of a lower economic status, or disabled people.

Holy FUCK you are some sheltered morons, who have so much privilege to nutrition and education, but APPARENTLY YOU HAVEN'T USED ANY OF THAT PRIVILEGE, BECAUSE YOUR CRITICAL-THINKING ABILITIES ARE FUCKING ATROPHIED.

Why aren't we discussing programming, god damnit. Go back to /r9k/

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VIPPER waited. The lights above him blinked and sparked out of the air. There were spammers in the /prog/. He didn't see them, but had expected them now for years. His warnings to Cernel RedCram were not listenend to and now it was too late. Far too late for now, anyway.
Vipper was a shitposter for fourteen years. When he was young he watched the shitposters and he said to dad "I want to be on the /prog/ daddy."
Dad said "No! You will BE KILL BY SPAMMERS"
There was a time when he believed him. Then as he got oldered he stopped. But now in the spam station base of the 4CH he knew there were spammers.
"This is RedCram" the radio crackered. "You must fight the spammer!"
So VIPPER gotted his sagebmob rifle and blew up the wall.
"HE GOING TO KILL US" said the spammers
"I will troll at him" said the feminist spammer and he fired the WYP missiles. VIPPER plasmaed at him and tried to blew an autistic tantrum. But then the banhammer fell and they were trapped and not able to shitpost.
"No! I must kill the spammers" he shouted
The radio said "No, VIPPER. You are the spammer"
And then VIPPER was a shitposter.