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No. 420
ID: 307a57
>>412
The real question is: What don't I do?
Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with ban hammers. Whose gonna do it? You? You, Richard Awesome? I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for banned, and you curse the mods. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. That the bannings, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon, and stand a post.
>>414
I do not know what you're trying to infer.
>>415
Could you elaborate a bit more on this?
>>416
>Can you pilot fighter jets
Of course!
>and make hockey sticks out of pure energy?
Only on holidays.
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