Once upon a time, there were happy lands, full of bears, goats, and whatever the fuck that reddit thing is. Once day, the goat god looked down upon his flock and said "FUCK YOU GET OUT IMMA CLOSING THIS JOINT!" And the goats did tremble in fear, for they had nowhere to go but the land of the bears, as they had already been thrown from the land of the whatever the fuck that thing is because nigger and faggot. So LO! did they enter the land of the bears and found it interesting, but they refused to Learn The Rules. There are many places to speak, said the elders of the land of the bears, why do you congregate in this spot? It is not for anything at all, but only for that which you cannot say elsewhere! And so the goats did whine mightily about being placed in the areas which fit their words, until the elders of the land of the bears said "It is done, you may go and fuck off in the correct places, for whatever is forever closed to you!" The goats did wail but naught was to be done; the paradise of whatever was forever lost to them. And so, they did complain until a new land of the goats appeared where they could do what they wanted without imagined oppression, and to this day they speak of the land of the bears with ire and anger because they were asked to quit shitting up the place.

It's a story as old as poal itself.

I'm not going through the trouble of recounting it all.

fuck you

It's like Ghostbusters Vs. the REAL Ghostbusters.

That’s where I put things when I’m lazy and aou finds a home for them