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Seb Gorka Punked By Caller Claiming To Be Publisher of 'Dipsh*t Magazine'

Started by Abbot Mythos, July 12, 2019, 05:42:07 PM

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Edit: HOLY SHIT I had never heard Gorka talk before. He sounds EXACTLY like a third-rate Bond villain. Like fucking identical. It's absolutely amazing. I want him to perform an extremely convoluted evil scheme on livestream just so him being shoved into a locker by the hero is televised. Wow. Just... I've never heard someone trying so fucking hard before. Repeating himself to buy time to figure out how to sound most cat-strokingly evil and still coming across more like a B-list minion from central casting than  the actual antagonist.
"I am that worst of all type of criminal...I cannot bring myself to do what you tell me, because you told me."

There's over 100 of us in this meat-suit. You'd think it runs like a ship, but it's more like a hundred and ten angry ghosts having an old-school QuakeWorld tournament, three people desperately trying to make sure the gamers don't go hungry or soil themselves, and the Facilities manager weeping in the corner as the garbage piles high.

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