More "Known Hotheads" needed?
Who keeps messing it up?
- The people who are messing this page up are probably actual hotheads trying to get some attention. We need that DWP guy for this so that these hotheads get outta here.
- — HiddenLuigi (talk) 15:30, December 24, 2015 (UTC)
- If those of excessive cranial temperature edit this article again to spread their foul lies, I will temporarily protect it from edits by unregistered users.
- InChargeHere (talk) 17:24, December 25, 2015 (UTC)
- Now those hotheads are starting to make articles, including this one. We really need the hotheads to stay away from this wiki.
- — HiddenLuigi (talk) 13:40, December 26, 2015 (UTC)
There he is. There he goes again. Edit
There he is. There he goes again.
Look everyone he posted it once again. Isn't he just the funniest guy around. Oh my god. I can almost see your pathetic overweight frame glowing in the dark lit by your computer screen which is the only source of light in your room giggling like a little girl as you once again type your little bane thread up and fill in the captcha. Or maybe you don't even fill in the captcha, maybe you're such a disgusting NEET that you actually paid for a 4chan pass so you just choose the picture. Oh we all know the picture, the uh epic CIA agent guy isn't it? I imagine you, little shit, laughing so hard as you click it that you drop your Doritos onto the floor. But it's ok, your mother will clean it up in the morning. Oh that's right, did I fail to mention? You live with your mother! You're a fat fucking fuck up and she's probably so sick of you already. So sick of having to do everything for you all god damn day, every day, for a grown man who spends all his time on 4chan posting about a capeshit movie. Just imagine this, she had you and then she thought you were going to be a scientist or an astronaut or something grand and then you became a NEET. A pathetic Bane fag NEET. She probably cries herself to sleep everyday thinking about how bad it is and how she wishes she could just disappear. She can't even talk try to you because all you say is "FOR YOU. FOR YOU. FOR YOU". You became a parody of your own self. And that's all you are. A sad little man laughing in the dark by himself as he prepares to indulge in the same old dance that he's done a million times now. And that's all you'll ever be.