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You piece of ♥♥♥♥ with eyes, two-lei suffering, piss that you are, if I come to the LAN I beat all of you together because you are not the only one who acts tough behind the keyboard and tough with the fingers. I am not afraid of anyone and I have no respect even for my father, and I beat my father, but towards you? I ♥♥♥♥ on you and your family, virgin that you are.

And so it is clear for you, I would not do what I did, but suffering over a ♥♥♥♥ game is why I did it. And at a LAN, wherever I come, in Bucharest and in Constanta, and let it enter well into your head: you respect me, I respect you. You don't respect me, I piss on you, stupid Bucharest guy that you are.

When you learn to stop suffering, then write to peoples profile. Because if I come to a LAN in your ♥♥♥♥♥♥ Bucharest, I have a blacklist, and then you will learn to suffer more on the internet.

And when I used to come to LAN in Bucharest, at Darena and Forte Games on CS 1.6, you didn't even have a ♥♥♥♥♥♥ PC

Tomcat, I really don't care what ideology Romania has as long as the people are patriotic/nationalist and the country is on its “own feet”. Now we are ruled by the “EU” and the Western powers, if we don't do what the EU wants we receive sanctions. Our race is going to be destroyed, our culture is going to be destroyed and we are going to live in a multiculturalist “Europe” (or at least multiculturalist EU).

What I respect at the Legionaries is the fact that they supported these “objectives”: Individual, Nation, God. If you think that Socialist Romania was a “piece of ♥♥♥♥” state, you are drastically mistaken!

The problem of the so-called “communists” is the fact that they don't care about the “natives” of the respective region/state. They want diversity and equality between everyone. By the way, read about Kalergi's plan.

I never thought I will become specialist in martial arts. It is a law in anatomy that at twenty-six years the individual becomes mature, I am sixty-two, reversed, sixty-two. I gave the hit. Twenty-six, twenty-six is a tram in Bucharest, I did not make the tram and twenty-six is mouth open in all the world.

The psychiatrists who say, sir, the psychological maturity, meaning of the mind, we say it, they look contorted.

The proletarians who work look: “How sir? I have years of work and I don't know? At twenty-six years I was an idiot.”

The proletarian was always an idiot.

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