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Go here: https://rdrama.net/settings/css
Paste the following in the custom CSS for the site:
.actual-post:has(.user-name[href^="/@Sneedman" i]) { display: none; }
The 'i' makes it case insensitive. If you know CSS, feel free to post a way to block comments.
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I had to look this up โ itโs a Simpsonโs reference. I knew what you were from the second I laid eyes on your account.
— Sรณlion โจ๏ธ (@Anorionn) May 13, 2024
I am Charlemagne. I am Julius. I am Napoleon. I am George Washington. You are an aging insect, nearing your expiry. https://t.co/DuYUbGAh0t
Nobody is a โdork.โ Your conception of insults comes from movies you watched about jock bullies in the 80s, when you still had hair.
He did the thing
Blud got doxxed
(https://twitter.com/leftistbeard/status/1789877359304134919)
Speaking in a cogent, or expressive manner is an incomprehensible act; because the last time that a leftist was expected to speak without blackisms and vulgar slang was in a high-school English class (15 years ago, when they still had hair). I am Sephiroth. You are a worm.
i think we might have found the King of the Sephiroth Posters
He said the line
You guys are such dorks living in your imaginary fantasy version of the past where you're heroic warriors and not just pounding off to anime all day
You're not a "jock" from the movies. You're not "the bully" who molested you in middle school. You're a balding geriatric cuckold and homosexual fancying himself an intellectual.
You're not the "Aryan ubermensch" from Nazi propoganda. You're not "the Fuhrer" of the New Reich. You're a dumbass edgelord who can't even say his political views in public without getting his butt beat.
Yes, I am an Aryan Ubermensch from Nazi Propaganda. The Fรผhrer lives in me.
I say my political views in public, and people like you cower while complaining about me in a quite voice, or hide behind a screen, calling for the mob to do what you would never do in real life.
The "yo he sound like sephiroth!" posts make perfect sense when you realize the only place nogs interact with eloquence is through video games, and that sephiroth specifically is from a game soylennials played.
Imagine talking like this and thinking you're the intelligent, well-adjusted person
Sorry but I do not discuss with Mexicans.
You aren't any of those guys. They did things, you just do Sephiroth rants online.
I am Sephiroth.
That's nice dear now head upstairs mom made chicken tendies for dinner
What, in your mind, was meant to be insulting about this?
Lose weight.
Your finasteride use won't fool anyone.
I don't โthinkโ I sound โcool.โ You cannot fathom sincerity because you are a worm. Also, you're balding. Do you see how far up your forehead your hairline has retreated? It will never come back. It's gone forever. Your hair will only get thinner and thinner.
Baldlennial pronoun freak.
king floyd didn't know spelling or grammar, so neither should we
Das rite whyte boi
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Here's a list of 100% true facts* from a lot of different areas etc that make certain r*dditors very angry. Feel free to use to bait r-slurs ๐ค๐ค๐ค i probably forgot a bunch so I might update this list but idk
Violent video games increase aggression and desensitization, and decrease empathy.
Vegetables are healthy.
Red meat is unhealthy.
There are reasonable concerns about adverse health effects from MSG.
There's no evidence that seasoning a cast iron pan creates a layer of polymerized oils.
"Hydrogen oxide" is just as correct as "dihydrogen monoxide".
Eating meat is immoral.
Moral relativism is false.
Non physical experiments (like models and computer simulations) produce the same kind of evidence as physical experiments.
/r/nihilism's stickied explanation of nihilism does not explain nihilism correctly.
Anki spacing algorithms are not the most efficient algorithms for longterm retention.
Word cards lead to implicit word knowledge.
Gender is a social construct.
Clathrin mediated endocytosis does not significantly contribute to synaptic vesicle recycling under physiological conditions.
Sam Harris is neither a neuroscientist, nor a philosopher.
All the popscientific debunkings of the Kalam cosmological argument fail.
Jesus existed as a historical figure.
Wage increases only very rarely don't at least match inflation.
The wage gap exists.
IQ differences between races for the most part aren't genetic.
Youtube pianist Traum's videos are heavily manipulated.
Incest is not immoral.
* 100% true fact in this case means there's a robust consensus among the relevant experts. This works less well with r*ghtoids since they will just call the entire field libtard propaganda brainwashing or whatever.
Edit: added incest
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A scene so awkward and stupidly written that it created an entire ecosystem of memes. https://t.co/J40TDwdFzw
— Leman Walters (@LemanWalters) May 13, 2024
https://twitter.com/britpopforali/status/1790007485337604480
https://twitter.com/SquishyMrMallow/status/1790010049328185849
https://twitter.com/InnerDelicious/status/1790023688093352279
https://twitter.com/rannyg/status/1790012305381487066
https://twitter.com/BrianEpshteyn/status/1790002796927861215
https://twitter.com/AxelAswell/status/1790009431876423740
https://twitter.com/munzacore90/status/1790022854647468210
https://twitter.com/MKQUANFUSION/status/1790010888503575012
https://twitter.com/C2410897952998/status/1790009270794162354
https://twitter.com/randomname2617/status/1790002586306654366
https://twitter.com/Sneed3Sneed/status/1790000439330480428
https://twitter.com/MJ_Peterson_69/status/1790007861751242984
https://twitter.com/MantisRe1igiosa/status/1790006808494383291
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The way she slaps it and then throws it like a hammer is what makes it so entertaining (3)
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Are you really comparing a rooster to a dog, just because they are both animals? (-1)
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Worked at a rescue kind of spot with easily 200 chickens, 50 turkeys, 3 rheas, 3 emus, few pigs, 10 goats, and a sheep. 98% of the chickens were fine, but there were definitely 2 roosters I would have done this to. Those mfers would hunt you down. I'd have to lock myself in the coup so they couldn't get in, and they'd keep pacing around trying to get in. (Also 1 of the emus was completely psycho and would charge you if you came within 100ft of it, luckily they are easily scared away) I'd rather by charged by the angry emu, then deal with angry roosters. (18)
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Yes, there is a distinct difference between eating tasty food and murdering a living being personally. Both from a psychological perspective and a moral one. (1)
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If a dog attacked you? I would definitely spin toss that shit.People here are weirdly dillusional. If you get an increasing strength in whooping and still go back for more, then it's on you. (5)
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NPR talked about it
https://www.npr.org/2024/05/14/1250912188/honor-levy-my-first-book-short-stories-review
Here's a choice excerpt I randomly scrolled to in the epub
He felt like he was dying, smothered by xenoestrogenic alienation, forced domestication, a lowering of testosterone, depopulation, doom, the sun setting for the last time ever, a great ugliness, the end of history flashing before his eyes. Withered Wojak. Pink Wojak with bleeding eyes. </3. Cope or rope. He felt western civilization falling and bile rising in his throat, a microwaved McFlurry of remorse and half-digested animal proteins. He felt himself falling out of love. Falling to his knees in a Walmart. A poison arrow in his chest. MRNA mode. Blood of the Lernaean Hydra mode. Ow. Wow. Passions inflamed the middle layer of his heart's wall. Myocarditis. Oneitis. It's So Over, said his sinking swollen heart. The drywall called out to his fists. He punched the keyboard instead, kjbvkdesvdsbjvjkwbdvb jkldesblkdf. . . . Why would you ask that??? Ur a dumb slut . . . Just another whore. . . . . . . . . No. . . . . . No. . . . . . I said I wanted a tradwife not a tard wife . . . roastie . . . whore . . . I hate you . . . I hate you I hate you. Just before he hit send, it hit him, something sent from the beyond, a burning white light, a growing echo of music, the opening notes of MGMT's โLittle Dark Age.โ And then it began: images flashing, hyperspeed through his mind, the Intertwined Lovers of Valdaro skeletons in their Neolithic tomb, huddled face-to-face with their arms and legs intertwined in an eternal embrace, Orpheus and Eurydice in the underworld, every pair of lovers ever intertwined in eternal embrace, Odysseus and Penelope, Eloise and Abelard, Adam and Eve, Bella and Edward. At ever-accelerating nightcore speed, he saw nights and days, battles and births, blood, so much blood, beating hearts, cells dividing, code being written, oceans rising, blooming flowers, dying crops, the great flood, continental drift, the universe expanding, poetry, pain, the big bang, empires rising and falling, the birth of his ancestors, the death of his great-great-great-great-great-grandchildren, all of the ends and the beginnings beginning and ending and beginning and ending and beginning and ending infinitely. He saw what Life is, and what Death signifies, and why Love is stronger than both. He saw a loop, a shining circle. He saw the way forward as he looked back. He hit the backspace button as he RETVRNed from this infinite space to his body, to his bedroom, to now. He understood now. No no i want you, he replied. Sorry for the late reply I was away from my keyboard. It wasn't a lie. He had been somewhere else. He wanted to reach through the black glass, through all the 0s and 1s, through the mess of wires under the ocean, through the cloud, to grab her, take her in his big gym arms and hold her, be one. He wanted her now as she was: messy and pure, bone of his bones, flesh of his flesh, this thing to be called woman. He'd reach through the wall before she hit it. He had to. It was a love story, it all was, everything is, and always has been.