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The Book of 7chan

Antonizoon edited this page Aug 13, 2014 · 5 revisions

Sayeth the philosoraptor, who art the LORD, Raptor Jesus:
Wicked art thou! ye sons, ye cretinous sons; hath not thine aggression bred cancer of /i/, and thy minorities bred apathy on /b/? Oh wherefore hast mine eye cast it's bitter reflection unto your land, for art thou children of moot; ay, thou art indeed. Let it pass that man seeketh what he hath not, yae, a chan of little cancer, and a board of lesser fail. So be it! for makest thou, hereforth, a *chan of seven leaves, and call it, for this shall be the land of oldfags. And let it be a barrier for him who art to faggotonous to breedeth amongst the holiest of anons: failnonymous, the anon of 420chan.
Aye ye of hypocrisy, say not thine repetition. Nay, instead useth mine own concoction, for it is wiser, and all that is needed:
Our Raptor,
Whose art is /h/entai,
shopped be Thy face;
Thy donations cum,
Thy posts be done
in /b/ as it is in /h/eaven.
Give us this day our daily Bridget
and forgive us our trolling
as we forgive those who troll against us.
And lead us not into faggotry,
but deliver us from /fur/ries.
In the name of the Longcat, the Raptor, and The Holy Seventh Channel,
Bless us, O Raptor Lord,
and these, your gifts,
which we are about to receive
from thy merciful talons.
Through the bounty of Raptor Christ,
our Cretaceous Lord.

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