I call down upon naksa and all other spammers littering this sacred site with their black magic trash, all the demons and curses of the godless heathens.
I curse you with the spell of flatulence and incontinence so that you cannot remain near your computer.
I curse you with the spell of swollen digits and tennis elbows so that you cannot use a keyboard.
I curse you with the spell of conjunctivitis so that you cannot see your screen.
I curse you with the spell of tax audits, identity theft, and credit card fraud so that you may lose your ill-gotten gains.
I curse you with the spell of loose connections so that your computer electrocutes you and burns your house down.
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Sure hope that works, Algebe!
I curse thee with the ghost of Jerry Falwell.
they won't stop bruh....
they're relentless....
May the fleas of a thousand camels infest their armpits and crotch, making it impossible for them to sit still and focus long enough to think and type coherently.
At the same time, may all their keyboards suddenly become scented with a potent odor of fresh tuna, while a litter of a thousand romping kittens are released into their confined work space.
May all their wives find them as useful as a used tampon.
rmfr