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Copypasta of absurd and over the top replies in any discussion that became a meme of their own. Such as Navy Seals and UwU what’s this copyapsta.

3k hours? That’s cute—you’ve officially finished basic training.

    3k hours? That’s cute—you’ve officially finished basic training.

I’m sitting at 6,129 hours. At this point, I don’t even see the graphics anymore; I just see the code. I’ve spent more time in a trench than most actual WWI veterans. I don't just 'play' Operations—I’m the reason the enemy team quits before the second sector is even lost.

When you hit 6k, we can talk about who’s actually 'sweaty.' Until then, keep holding that objective, recruit. I'll be the one flanking with a Limpet Charge you never saw coming.

    They need to do way instain mother> who kill thier babbys

      AKA ‘How Is Babby Formed?’ is from Yahoo Answers back in 2006. A user asked how baby is made with misspellings and grammar errors and another user replied with said copypasta as a way to troll them back. The answer has become a classic copypasta meme since then.

      They need to do way instain mother> who kill thier babbys, becuse these babby cant fright back? It was on the news this mroing a mother in ar who had kill her three kids, they are taking the three babby back to new york too lady to rest. my pary are with the father who lost his chrilden ; i am truley sorry for your lots
      how is babby formed? 
How girl get pragnent?

      Hearing the key in the door every evening was my own Afghanistan. I never knew which version of dad you’re gonna get when he comes home.

        The copypasta came from a tweet by @Porkchop_EXP about the Taliban regaining control of Afghanistan in 2021. It became a Twitter copypasta where people would use her dad trauma tweet as a response to whatever that was happening in the world.

        Sorry, not sorry, not going to care about Afghanistan because I grew up with an alcoholic, psychologically abusive father in constant state of distress, anxiety and worry about the future. 

Hearing the key in the door every evening was my own “Afghanistan” for almost 20 years.

        Northernlion version

        Hearing the key in the door every evening was my own Afghanistan. I never knew which version of dad you're gonna get when he comes home.

        I am Logan Kilpatrick.

          The copypasta is a mockery of Logan Kilpatrick’s habit of tweeting just the word ‘gemini’. For context he is the product lead for Google AI Studio.

          "Hey Google, dim the lights please.", I say as I sit in my reclining chair. The blinds are closed. The doors are locked. I have my lotion at the ready on my adjustable height coffee table. I can barely contain myself as I unzip my pants with one hand, clutching my phone in the other. I proceed to write the most asinine braindead tweet and watch the likes pour in, every notification another stroke. I am Logan Kilpatrick.

          I was relaxing in my stronghold one night when suddenly 30-300 orcs burst into the door!

            By u/ser_einhard19, its the ‘Own a musket for home defense’ copypasta but changed to Dungeon & Dragons (DnD).

            I was relaxing in my stronghold one night when suddenly 30-300 orcs burst into the door! “What the Illusionist?” I shout as I grab my +1/+3 vs goblinoids longsword. Run the first one through, deal 1d8+3 damage, he’s dead on the spot. Throw a dagger at the next one, completely whiff because I don’t understand how THAC0 works and nail the neighbor’s hireling. I have to resort to the scroll of lightning bolt in a chest at the top of the stairs. FIRE! Blow a giant hole in the third one’s chest but I almost die cuz the stairs are only 10ft long and the spell rebounds. The last one charges and I have to grab my lance and use my dwarven “set spear” ability to deal with the him, but he didn’t check for traps and falls into a conveniently placed 20-foot-deep pit. He tries to wait for a random encounter for backup but it’s just fifteen completely ordinary donkeys so he bleeds out. Just as TSR intended.