I weep foar what /progrider/ has become.

Salty tears of despair skitter daon my face like millipedes.

Moar RedCream is a means of combating this terrible fate.

DER FINGSTOOTZ FRUM DER VOODVERK OOT!

We need someone cold and empty. Someone who believes on infinite compression and isn't afraid to say so. Someone with a fondness for phrases in latin.