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    If Fraudbappe thinks, I disagree. If Fraudbappe speaks, I ignore. If Fraudbappe fails, I'm happy. If the world is against Fraudbappe, I am the world. If Fraudbappe has 7 billion fans, I am none of them. If Fraudbappe has no haters, it's because I no longer exist.
    Mbappé is tactical genius. He is most know of his signature tactic "wanting to leave the club but then staying". He also has second little known tactic of "wanting to leave the club but then taking Neymar's penalties". What a absolute legend. Top 3 sporting director 4 sure

    Diablo IV – There were signs. Warnings even.

      There were signs. Warnings even. The events surrounding Diablo Immortal should’ve alerted us, but we were too easily ensnared by pretty graphics and false promises. Now, it’s too late. The man in the red shirt will never again walk the halls of Blizzcon. Sanctuary has fallen and its memory will be forever cheapened by micro transactions and collaboration events. What little hope we have left hinges on forum complaints, a loss of player base, and a decrease in share value. Light help us.

      Hentai is better than porn

        Hentai is better than porn, and I can point out multiple reasons on why my statement is a solid fact. Firstly, hentai allows for people to escape the boundaries of normal porn, as they are not bound by any physical, psychological, or plain impossible limitations that normal porn has due to being filmed in the real world. Hentai, on the other hand, is not bound by anything, as it is either drawn or animated. This allows for the absolute creativity for hentai artists to be able to have when crafting their works in order to pleasure another person. Secondly, hentai is able to have better stories. In normal porn, you have all the same types of stories, such as incest. And, most porn actors are just plain shitty. Hentai (more notably doujinshi) is able to surpass this through the fact that there is no need for acting from anybody for them, meaning that the scenes in them are perfect and immersive. Thirdly, hentai requires mental gymnastics. In porn, you’re imagining in the third dimension, which is too weak as we are already living in the third dimension. In hentai, you are thinking in the second, making it harder to put yourself in one of the characters shoes, and thereby requiring more mental strength in order to get off to. And, finally, hentai is art. All porn is is just a bunch of fake ass acting with some random guy holding a camera to film them. Hentai artists, on the other hand, require years and years to get good at art, and each single frame (or panel, depending on whether it is animated or not) is hand drawn, which involves way more effort to do than simply filming people in the act. Due to all of these points, with hentai not being bound by real life limitations, having better, more creative stories, requiring mental gymnastics to get off to, and requiring more effort and literally being art, I can now conclude that hentai is better than porn.

        Crazy? I was crazy once.

          A rubber room with rats (current version)
          Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room. A rubber room! A rubber room with rats,and rats make me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room. A rubber room! A rubber room with rats,and rats make me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room. A rubber room! A rubber room with rats,and rats make me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room. A rubber room! A rubber room with rats,and rats make me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room. A rubber room! A rubber room with rats,and rats make me crazy.
          Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room. A rubber room. A rubber room with rats. And rats make me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room. A rubber room. A rubber room with rats. And rats make me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room. A rubber room. A rubber room with rats. And rats make me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room. A rubber room. A rubber room with rats. And rats make me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room. A rubber room. A rubber room with rats. And rats make me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room. A rubber room. A rubber room with rats. And rats make me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room. A rubber room. A rubber room with rats. And rats make me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room. A rubber room. A rubber room with rats. And rats make me crazy.

          Origin of this meme

          History of “Crazy? I was crazy once” copypasta

          The earliest usage of “Crazy, I was crazy once” copypasta in internet was traced back to May 6, 1993 in a usenet group.  It was posted by Gary Wolfe as a tagline on May 6, 1993: Link

          I was crazy once (1993)
          I was crazy once...They put me in a little white room...I loved that room...I died in that room...When they buried me they put little white flowers on my grave that tickled my nose and drove me crazy...CRAZY I tell you...I was crazy once!

          A few years after that, the “Crazy? I was crazy once” pasta was then used by a usenet group called alt.support.depression, where it was posted on January 25, 1996, by an anonymous user. The post contained a longer version of the poem that included additional verses beyond the ones that are commonly circulated today. The whole poem in that post was:

          Crazy? I was crazy once (1996)
          Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a rubber room and told me to sit in the corner. In the corner, there was a round table and on the round table, there was a glass bowl and in the glass bowl, there was a silver key. I took the silver key and they said, 'Now you're sane.' Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a padded cell and told me to make myself comfortable. So I went to sleep on the bed and when I woke up, I was in a straight-jacket. I told them I was sane and they said, 'Now you're crazy.' Crazy? I was crazy once. They put me in a maze and told me to find my way out. I found the way out in five minutes and they said, 'You're a genius!' Crazy? I was crazy once.

          However, the “I was crazy once” copypasta goes way back even before the pre-internet era! Below is excerpt from a book written in 1968, Brunvand, Jan Harold. The Study of American Folklore: An Introduction. pg 118. 1968.

          The text above have been verified by viewing full scans at the Archive.org of the 1st edition (4th printing). This recitation is on page 118.

          I would like to credit and thank “and e” for digging these up and bringing it to my attention.

          I laughed so hard I thought I’d die (1968)
          "I laughed so hard I thought I'd die.
I did die.
They buried me, and a flower grew on my grave.
The roots grew down and tickled me.
I laughed so hard I thought I'd die.
I did die…"
          Bugs, I hate bugs they drive me crazy…(2015)
          Crazy? I was crazy once.
They put me in a rubber room.
A round rubber room
And told me to sit in the corner.
Corner? There was no corner
So I sat in the middle of the floor
Surrounded by rats.
Rat? I can't stand rats.
They tickled my feet.
They made me laugh.
I laughed so hard I thought I would die
Die? I did die in there.
They buried me in a hole.
A hole six feet under the ground
And that's when the worms came.
Worms? I hate worms.
They burrowed into my skull And started to eat my brain.
They drove me crazy!
Crazy? I was crazy once.
They put me in a rubber room.
A round rubber room
And told me to sit in the corner.

          I have a 47 billion GPA

            I have a 47 billion GPA, took 938 AP classes in my freshman year, and am a member of every single extracurricular activity/team in the entire united states. Will i get rejected by the local community college?