I have returned from the dead, used the holy we3d, honked at the whores of the internet, I believe, and you will to, that I have become a savior. Yes, I may have been seen in the past as an asshole who shits in chocolate milk carton and sells it to kids. Wrong. I am back. I have the power of shitposting, bumping, and, of course, necroing. I am only going to save those worthy (probably the skeptics and skep-chicks.) I have innovated the shitpost. I whispered in the ear of Obama. I recall that day. He was a good fellow, until I ascended from the clouds, and whispered into his ear: "Look up 'german dungeon porn.' " And now he is failing to focus.
Face facts, KYM.
I am your saviour.
Accept me into your heart and thy shall smoke thy fynest kush.
It is your choice.
(if you don't accept me I'll tell faZe clan)