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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.

May thy woes be many, and thy bitches few

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    May thy woes be many, and thy bitches few, for thou art a blight upon the eyes and a burden upon the ears of all who suffer thy presence. Verily, thy countenance doth resemble a poorly kept stable, and thy wit is as dull as a rusted plough. Thou art the jest of the village, the fool of the court, and the bane of every gathering where good cheer might otherwise flourish. Were thou to attend a feast, the very mead would sour at thy approach, and the minstrels would strike a mournful tune to mark thy passing. Go forth, thou wretched cur, and may the heavens have mercy upon those who must endure thy company, for no mortal soul could bear it long.

    If your espresso tastes “good”, it’s not real espresso

      YSK: If your espresso tastes "good", it's not real espresso
      byu/LukeVenable inespressocirclejerk
      YSK: If your espresso tastes "good", it's not real espresso

The idea that espresso should have a "pleasant" taste is a modern, American concept with no root in traditional preparation.

Espresso, by definition, should imbue an intense bitterness and discomfort without any hint of sweetness or enjoyability. If you find yourself enjoying such taste notes as "chocolately", "caramel", "creamy", "fruity" etc please understand that you are drinking a coffee flavored children's beverage which would be more appropriately served at a Starbuck's drive-thru than a traditional Italian cafe.
      In traditional Japanese archery, you train for a long time before you ever actually shoot an arrow at a target. Stance, breathing, movement. Eventually you get to hold the bow, and it's a while after that before you get to put an arrow to the string, and even then you will not get to loose the arrow at the target until your instructor believes you are ready.

No no one wants to hear this, but drinking the shot is like releasing the arrow. And you are probably not ready for that. The first 6 months should be just setting up the machine and then cleaning it. Focus on your breathing, focus on your posture. Then you can spend a few months grinding beans maybe, but do not try to pack the puck before you are ready and I mean ready. After a year or so, maybe you can start boiling water.

Tasting the shot is something that comes at the end of a long long road. Maybe a hundred shots should go straight into the sink first. Maybe more. Point is, you can't rush this.

      could she act? no. but was her character good? also no.

        Its a Twitter copypasta where its used to roast characters people dislike usually from movies and tv shows.

        could she act? no. but was her character good? also no. and were her plotlines compelling? not really. but did she look good? also no. but did i enjoy her time in the movie? again, no. but would i watch more of her character? also no

        C’mon! I spend all fucking day working my ass off at my bullshit job

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          It's floe. Ice Floe.

C'mon!

I spend all fucking day working my ass off at my bullshit job that does nothing for humanity, then get in my shitty little car and fucking kill an innocent squirrel on the way home because the asshole behind me was tailgating me so I couldn't sloe down enough to let the little guy scramble across the street, then I get home and have to cook some fucking food for myself and I'm fucking starving but oh wait, apparently the freezer broke while I was gone and all my ice melted and leaked into everything and water logged my milk carton causing it to weaken and rupture and so I had to clean all that fucking shit up and because if I don't clean up the milk, I'm gonna get the roaches again, and last time that happened, I accidentally ate several roaches a day because they would just shoot right into my mouth and I have fucking idea why and the roach meat made me fucking sick as a dog and I'd throe up which would attract more roaches, new, different roaches, and when the new roaches get together with the old roaches, they form some sort of synergistic roach society and they keep trying to shoot up my pant legs and mess with my junk, so I gotta wear the special underwear again with the hose clamps, and all I wanna do it just sit down with my phone propped up in the crook of my elboe and see some witty puns on Reddit, but what do I see?

Fucking flow instead of floe.

I'm done with this world, man. Let the roaches take me at this point. They can finally have my body. What am I even fighting for anymore?

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          C'mon!

I spend all fucking day working my ass off at my bullshit job that does nothing for humanity, then get in my shitty little car and fucking kill an innocent squirrel on the way home because the asshole behind me was tailgating me so I couldn't sloe down enough to let the little guy scramble across the street, then I get home and have to cook some fucking food for myself and I'm fucking starving but oh wait, apparently the freezer broke while I was gone and all my ice melted and leaked into everything and water logged my milk carton causing it to weaken and rupture and so I had to clean all that fucking shit up and because if I don't clean up the milk, I'm gonna get the roaches again, and last time that happened, I accidentally ate several roaches a day because they would just shoot right into my mouth and I have fucking idea why and the roach meat made me fucking sick as a dog and I'd throe up which would attract more roaches, new, different roaches, and when the new roaches get together with the old roaches, they form some sort of synergistic roach society and they keep trying to shoot up my pant legs and mess with my junk, so I gotta wear the special underwear again with the hose clamps, and all I wanna do it just sit down with my phone propped up in the crook of my elboe and see some witty puns on Reddit, but what do I see?

Fucking X instead of Y.

I'm done with this world, man. Let the roaches take me at this point. They can finally have my body. What am I even fighting for anymore?

          Folks, let me tell you, the base set of Pokémon TCG, the original, the classic, it’s the best

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            Folks, let me tell you, the base set of Pokémon TCG, the original, the classic, it’s the best. It’s the best, believe me. You’ve got your Charizards, your Blastoises, your Venusaurs, all the greats. They’re iconic, absolutely iconic. Kids today, they don’t know. They don’t understand how amazing the base set was.

Now, you look at these modern sets, right? They’ve got all these new Pokémon, I can’t even pronounce half their names. It’s like they just keep adding more and more, and it’s confusing, folks. It’s not the same. They’ve got all these fancy holographics, these ultra rares, hyper rares, whatever they call them. It’s too much, it’s over the top. It’s not the same charm, not the same magic.

Back in the day, when you pulled a holographic Charizard, it was incredible. It was like winning the lottery. Now, they’ve got all these gimmicks, these GX, EX, VMAX, who knows what else. It’s too complicated. The base set was simple, straightforward, and that’s what made it great. You had 151 Pokémon, you could collect them all. Now, there’s like a thousand. How are you supposed to catch them all, folks?

And the artwork, the original artwork, it was beautiful. Ken Sugimori, remember that name, he’s a genius. The new cards, they’re flashy, sure, but they don’t have the same heart. They don’t have the same soul. The base set had personality. It had character. It was something special.

So, we need to go back to basics, folks. We need to appreciate the classics. The base set is where it all started, and it’s still the best. Nothing compares. Not these modern sets with their bells and whistles. The base set is timeless, and it will always be the greatest. Believe me.

            I fucking hate simps so much

              I fucking hate simps so much. Those dumb fucking libtard simp cucks. Imagine simping for any fucking woman, let alone a libtard OnlyFans thot. You're over here edging to some sub-5 roastie until you're the colour of a Grimace shake, while I've been mewing and jelqing for the past 5 years to become more skibidi. Now, while you're STILL shilling her OnlyFans, I am such a based and redpilled gigachad sigma rizzler that have multiple level-10-gyatt Livvy Dunne lookalikes guzzling my glizzy on the regular.

And I can see you malding from your gooncave in the chat right now, saying that all my yapping is just capping, but that copium is about to run out. Peep the board. It's up to 10 kills already and I just wiped out tomato town. Now I'm locked in and on my way to collect the final Fanum tax, yet here you are without a chug jug.

You're cooked, beta. This is the end of the grind for you. You can either griddy towards the nearest rickety stool and ropemaxx or suffer the full extent of the brutal
mogging that's about to take place. Either way, it's time to get this ratioed.