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1
Fight a monster, and become one yourself by doing so.
2
When you stare into the abyss the abyss stares back at you.
3
Fuck that, this guy is awesome. Get thee to a trailer park? That is fucking gold!
5
Kick his ass, Seabass! And keep up the good work!
6
I used to live across the street from a meth lab house. There was also a drug dealer one door down from me and a prostitute the next door over with her little kid. The cops were fully aware of everything going on in the neighborhood but left us alone since everything stayed calm & quiet. They're just people, ya know?
7
See, now this is more like what the original mission statement of I, Anon proposed: it's the ol' "I Came In Your Crab Bisque!" column. Sure, it's dumb. Sure, it was written by a douchesack of epic proportions ("I am rare!"), but it's nasty and best of all, anonymous.

Also, you ever had to live in a neighborhood with meth heads? Fuck, I'll take Mr. Rare here over them any day.
8
Just lend them that extra electric heater, the one that sparks when it turns on. Problem solved.
9
It's kind of a sad little 'I Anonymous,' IMHO. Getting all worked up and angry at a drug addict is like yelling at the sky when it's raining. Good for Mr Rare for getting 'em out of his life, but the "HA! I WIN!" crap is really pathetic.
10
Well didn't you just solve everything for everybody, genius.

Oh, wait, no, just for yourself. Everyone else is fucked worse than their original meth-addicted life. So, you're inhuman! Congratulations. Also, not as rare as you think.
11
Too much "I" not enough "anonymous".

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