You're irrelevant. Such is the fate of all groups that are funded by bots. I burn through my clicks on most days, following the funding chains. You don't fool anyone and now you get to play by yourselves. Enjoy cheating.
Kid, who even -are- you? Think we're irrelevant? Then butt-out, Slow-mo. Walk the walk. Kick rocks. Go play in an ant hill. When you're ready to prove that you've got a spine, sell down and take a swing. Until then, you're all talk, like a chihuahua. Not one of those bamf mohawked tough-as-nails sort, the kind that gets groomed and shakes all the time. I'm saying a fight with us would give you Parkinson's. I see -you- want attention, tard, so here -it- is. You can type all you want, I'll just be here to make you feel like dirt until you turn your lily-livered chicken-spit crap-talkin' into something real and sell-down and fight us.
