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| - # This article is just bad. Just look at it: It's ugly, listy, dumb and unfunny. This needs to be deleted --Anonymous
# How is this still here?! It's so dumb! --Cunt
# This is just stupid. --The grim reaper
#:Really? You think it's stupid? I think it's more dumb than stupid. --Cunt
#::How so? --The grim reaper
#:::Well, just take the Elephant section, for example. Doesn't it just seem dumb? --Cunt
#::::I guess it does seem somewhat dumb, but there seems to be more stupidity here. --The grim reaper
#:::::Where? I don't see any stupidity. --Cunt
#::::::What about this section of text?: "To be, or not to be--that is the question:
#::::::Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
#::::::The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
#::::::Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
#::::::And by opposing end them. To die, to sleep--
#::::::No more--and by a sleep to say we end
#::::::The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks
#::::::That flesh is heir to. 'Tis a consummation
#::::::Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep--
#::::::To sleep--perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub,
#::::::For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
#::::::When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
#::::::Must give us pause. There's the respect
#::::::That makes calamity of so long life.
#::::::For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
#::::::Th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely
#::::::The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
#::::::The insolence of office, and the spurns
#::::::That patient merit of th' unworthy takes,
#::::::When he himself might his quietus make
#::::::With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear,
#::::::To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
#::::::But that the dread of something after death,
#::::::The undiscovered country, from whose bourn
#::::::No traveller returns, puzzles the will,
#::::::And makes us rather bear those ills we have
#::::::Than fly to others that we know not of?
#::::::Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
#::::::And thus the native hue of resolution
#::::::Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
#::::::And enterprise of great pitch and moment
#::::::With this regard their currents turn awry
#::::::And lose the name of action. -- Soft you now,
#::::::The fair Ophelia! -- Nymph, in thy orisons
#::::::Be all my sins remembered." Isn't that just stupid? --The grim reaper
#:::::::Okay, yeah, you got me. That was pretty damn stupid. And as I look through the rest of the article I'm seeing more and more sentences that are far more stupid than dumb. I guess you were right. --Cunt
#::::::::Well... er... thanks? --The grim reaper
#:::::::::You're very welcome. So... did you see the game on Saturday? --Cunt
#::::::::::I did actually. Who were you going for? The Penises or the Baked potatoes? --The grim reaper
#:::::::::::I don't know, I was just watching the cheerleaders! If you know what I mean. *Nudge nudge* --Cunt
#::::::::::::I'm a female. --The grim reaper
#:::::::::::::Oh... --Cunt
:3. What a shit article. --Bastard who forgot to update the score
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