You godless NPCs of the Globe priesthood just can't seem to put down the baby bottle.
Your juvenile coping mechanism exposes you, your attachment to the big boy Binkie is merely a result of the frustration you're feeling knowing in that you will never possess the intellectual capacity to change our minds, and this never ending frustration leads to bitterness. All of you globe priests are exactly the same, at some point you decided you would compensate for your various shortcomings by studying up and becoming the so-called smartest guy in the room. But then flat earth happened and you realized that all those hours of self indoctrination were a complete waist of time. It was the biggest black pill you ever had to swallow, of course you little snowflakes are bitter.
The question now, is how many six packs of pretentious hipster soy lager, are you little stooges going to have to chug before you can man up and take full ownership of your newfound position of intellectual inferiority.
In all fairness I know there's no way you can honestly answer that question but don't worry I wouldn't expect you to, you are not emotionally secure enough for that kind of public introspection anyways.
The reality is, you wannabes idolize us, people with minds like ours, step back and take a look, you're attacking us because we are the only ones capable of earnestly challenging the very foundations of your ridiculous reality, and we do it in ways you never could've dreamed of.
That's why you can't leave us alone, you admire us, you are envious, you are addicted to us, you are technically our biggest fans.
And not only that; you need the flat Earth, flat earth is literally putting food on some of you doe monkeys tables.
You have become the true definition of parasites, you are nothing without flat earth.
Everybody in the flat earth seen, on both sides of the fence knows it.
This is by far the most interesting thing that has ever happen to you in your entire lives, and you resent us for it.
Well guess what fuck boys, you are nothing but a bunch of ankle biter’s. Fruitlessly fighting against an inevitability, adding fuel to our already raging inferno of subversive cultural influence.
You can never kill the flat earth,.
you will never kill the flat earth.
Therefore you lose,
bottoms up babies.
