Calling all shtposters

[Xerolin]

Title says all

 

[That Zephyr Guy]

TFW the term shtposting is becoming as wrongly overused as salty

 

[strawberrywine]

o k?

 

[Akira-chan]

 

[Hulaette]

What does ****posting mean?

 

[RainbowCherry]

What does ****posting mean?

****posting is when you post some random crap with no actual value in the name of comedy, if I recall.

 

[Mellyjan3]

Bulbasaur

 

[Vizionari]

#noonecares

 

[timecapsule]

is this not gonna turn into another spam thread?

 

[gh0st]

This kind of stuff reminds me of the GD on Gaiaonline, which was just... so bad.
Almost as bad as 4chan. u-u;

 

[Katattacc]

 

[Akira-chan]

 

[Aquari]

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lol the last picture killed me XD

 

[Akira-chan]

- - - Post Merge - - -

What in Naga’s name did you just say about milord, you little cur? I shall have you know I graduated top of my class in the Ylissean Knighthood, and I have been involved in numerous secret raids on the Grimleal, and I have over 9,000 confirmed kills. I am trained in mounted warfare and I am the top knight in the entire Ylissean Armed Forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I shall wipe you out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this good Earth, mark my words. You think you can escape slandering milord in broad daylight and live to tell the tale? Think again, craven. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of knights and cavaliers across the Halidom and your location is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You are as good as dead, knave. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Ylissean Grand Army and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable posterior off the face of the continent, you little worm. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” slights were about to bring down upon you, perhaps you might have kept the stream of excrement from spilling forth from your cravenly lips and left Lord Chrom’s good name in peace. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you shall pay the price, you cretinous insect. I will rain fury all over you and you will most certainly drown in it. Make peace with your gods, you ill-nurtured miscreant, for I shall be sending you to meet them.”