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Could your posts get any creepier? Picturing you out in the woods stinking like shit, curled up beside your dogs in some old shack, madly writing in your journals, never too far from your 50 cal that you hope you get to reach out and touch anyone unfortunate enough to stumble upon your dog love nest. Then you come back home and quickly start posting all your exploits (like what you ate for supper and how much you enjoyed it) on a site where 99% of the posters mock and ridicule you. You're one crazy motherfucker.
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