[Oni]

I enjoy a lot of anime, but I wouldn't say I watch enough to be called "weeaboo".

[Saikou]

fuck off nigger i dont give a fuck about people of other colors get the fuck out you aint my brother

[Uzinero]

fuck off nigger i dont give a fuck about people of other colors get the fuck out you aint my brother

why dont you go and fuck a hyena when it's dark outside i cant even see ya

[Oni]

fuck off nigger i dont give a fuck about people of other colors get the fuck out you aint my brother

That is rude.

why dont you go and fuck a hyena when it's dark outside i cant even see ya

That is also rude.

[Dyme]

fuck off nigger i dont give a fuck about people of other colors get the fuck out you aint my brother

top quality humor wow watch out!!! u have clearly been very well socialized!!!

[Saikou]

top quality humor wow watch out!!! u have clearly been very well socialized!!!

you have clearly been paying attention in english class

[Dyme]

you have clearly been paying attention in english class

same to you

[Saikou]

same to you

do you know which section this thread is in

[Oni]

top quality humor wow watch out!!! u have clearly been very well socialized!!!

I think after I demoted @Saikou, he didn't know what to do. That's why he enlisted in a local chapter of the KKK. I hope he doesn't go to jail.

[Saikou]

I think after I demoted @Saikou, he didn't know what to do. That's why he enlisted in a local chapter of the KKK. I hope he doesn't go to jail.

Even while I was a moderator, I was a Nazi.
Here is a quote from the Skype group, from March 8th, 2015, where I posted a passage from Mein Kampf:
"At the time of this bitter struggle between spiritual education and cold reason, the visual instruction of the Viennese streets had performed invaluable services. There came a time when I no longer, as in the first days, wandered blindly through the mighty city; now with open eyes I saw not only the buildings but also the people.
Once, as I was strolling through the Inner City, I suddenly encountered an apparition in a black caftan and black hair locks. Is this a Jew? was my first thought.
For, to be sure, they had not looked like that in Linz. I observed the man furtively and
cautiously, but the longer I stared at this foreign face, scrutinizing feature for feature, the more my first question assumed a new form:
Is this a German?
As always in such cases, I now began to try to relieve my doubts by books. For a few hellers I bought the first anti-Semitic pamphlets of my life. Unfortunately, they all proceeded from the supposition that in principle the reader knew or even understood the Jewish question to a certain degree. Besides, the tone for the most part was such that doubts again arose in me, due in part to the dull and amazingly unscientific arguments favoring the thesis.
I relapsed for weeks at a time, once even for months.
The whole thing seemed to me so monstrous, the accusations so boundless, that, tormented by the fear of doing injustice, I again became anxious and uncertain.
Yet I could no longer very well doubt that the objects of my study were not Germans of a special religion, but a people in themselves; for since I had begun to concern myself with this question and to take cognizance of the Jews, Vienna appeared to me in a different light than before. Wherever I went, I began to see Jews, and the more I saw, the more sharply they became distinguished in my eyes from the rest of humanity. Particularly the Inner City and the districts north of the Danube Canal swarmed with a people which even outwardly had lost all resemblance to Germans."