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>Fuck, this is modestly funny. Why not?

OP look out wistfully at the once-beloved board of yore.

From where OP stood, in the tower of Backward-Looking-Glance, /tg/-that wonderfully weird bastion of creativity-had fallen into disrepair. Quest threads devoured the remaining writefags, swarming them like starving sharks on an obese whale. A slubfight between a trio of 40kfags & a lone WarMaHorde-fag raged, and OP wailed at the potential lost.

"Truly, you have fallen!" OP cried, a voice full of remorse! "The glories of your youth have given way to mediocrity!"

"NO." A voice boomed, forceful but not unkind. OP turned to behold the speaker, and marveled at this newcomer's virile body rippling with years of experience and clad in only a tripcode.

"YOU'RE NOT LOOKING DEEPLY ENOUGH." MR. RAGE said, his manly arms crossed across his chest. "YOU NEED TO BUT PORE OVER SUPTG OR BROWSE THE NEW 1D4CHAN WIKI TO SEE WHAT YOU SEEK."

But OP was afraid, for what MR. RAGE said threatened his own preconceptions of an idealized past.

"No! No! it is not so!" Cried OP, and the voices of dozens of Anons, both troll and sincere, echoed.

"Listen! Listen!" Answered back a dozen more, their chorus rising.

MR. RAGE held out his hand. "DO NOT BE AFRAID. CONTRIBUTE SOMETHING OF WORTH AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS. TAKE A RISK. COME WITH ME."

OP hesitated, unsure of wat do.


>I think I'm slightly gay for MR.RAGE now. Sorry, bro, but you're kind of awesome!



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