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You need to stop. Torturing. MY [[gal pals|FRIENDS]]! Over the internet. And everywhere. I am your target. YOU want to face ME. co-I know, you do. You come to me. [[CWCFighter|I will fight you!]] I will CRUSH YOU! You, you son of a bitch. I would beat you up mercilessly. What you have done to me and my friends. Every last one of them! Rrrruggh. I am strong, man. You do not want to mess with me. But you SHOULD come out and face me like a man, instead of hiding behind your goddamn mother's skirt. You are jest a coward, jest like every last damn stupid [[troll]] on the internet. AH'M CALLING YOU OUT, GREGG MAYS/CLYDE CASH! AH'M CALLIN YOU OUT! You know where I live! You come right on over, and I will s- and we can settle this man to man. RARH! | You need to stop. Torturing. MY [[gal pals|FRIENDS]]! Over the internet. And everywhere. I am your target. YOU want to face ME. co-I know, you do. You come to me. [[CWCFighter|I will fight you!]] I will CRUSH YOU! You, you son of a bitch. I would beat you up mercilessly. What you have done to me and my friends. Every last one of them! Rrrruggh. I am strong, man. You do not want to mess with me. But you SHOULD come out and face me like a man, instead of hiding behind your goddamn mother's skirt. You are jest a coward, jest like every last damn stupid [[troll]] on the internet. AH'M CALLING YOU OUT, GREGG MAYS/CLYDE CASH! AH'M CALLIN YOU OUT! You know where I live! You come right on over, and I will s- and we can settle this man to man. RARH! | ||
You wanna see how hard I'll punch ya? [''picks up book''] This is a good heavy book! [''throws book''] I will punch you so hard [''bends over, picks up book again''] And I would even let you give me a few punches! [''punches self stupidly''] That one's on the house. [''punches self again''] [''punches self in stomach''] You wanna - come on? You wanna face me? Come on! Face me man! You face me! You face me right now, you son of a bitch, you face me! [''does some poorly executed "fighting moves" and roars''] Come on, you son of a bitch, ah'm challenging you, you come face me right now! You come face me, you damn son of a bitch! [''holds index finger up to camera, calms down''] | You wanna see how hard I'll punch ya? [''picks up book''] This is a good heavy book! [''throws book''] I will punch you so hard [''bends over, picks up book again''] And I would even let you give me a few punches! [''punches self stupidly''] That one's on the house. [''punches self again''] [''punches self in stomach''] You wanna - come on? You wanna face me? Come on! Face me man! You face me! You face me right now, you son of a bitch, you face me! [''does some poorly executed "fighting moves", including hitting himself twice in the face again, and roars''] Come on, you son of a bitch, ah'm challenging you, you come face me right now! You come face me, you damn son of a bitch! [''holds index finger up to camera, calms down''] | ||
[''quietly''] Come-, come face me. I'll be waiting. I'll be '''''WAITING''''' [''gives the finger''] | [''quietly''] Come-, come face me. I'll be waiting. I'll be '''''WAITING''''' [''gives the finger''] | ||
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This article is still yet to be completed due to stress. We get a lot of stressful torture in our lives that makes us crash into slumber. Given that inspiration is a big variable, and we may have been lacking of it, this article will be completed as soon as possible, at our own pace... HONEST!
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10112009 is a video in which Chris calls out Gregg Mays/Clyde Cash. He makes mention of friends several times in this video, odd because Chris has none. We also see more of Chris's fumbling attempts at martial arts, first seen in ACWCAudition. Throughout, he sounds oddly like Frankenstein's Monster (or at least, more so than usual). He also regularly stares off-screen, almost as though he's reading something.
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Greeegg.. Greg Mays. Clyde Cash. Whatever the hell your real name is.
You need to stop. Torturing. MY FRIENDS! Over the internet. And everywhere. I am your target. YOU want to face ME. co-I know, you do. You come to me. I will fight you! I will CRUSH YOU! You, you son of a bitch. I would beat you up mercilessly. What you have done to me and my friends. Every last one of them! Rrrruggh. I am strong, man. You do not want to mess with me. But you SHOULD come out and face me like a man, instead of hiding behind your goddamn mother's skirt. You are jest a coward, jest like every last damn stupid troll on the internet. AH'M CALLING YOU OUT, GREGG MAYS/CLYDE CASH! AH'M CALLIN YOU OUT! You know where I live! You come right on over, and I will s- and we can settle this man to man. RARH!
You wanna see how hard I'll punch ya? [picks up book] This is a good heavy book! [throws book] I will punch you so hard [bends over, picks up book again] And I would even let you give me a few punches! [punches self stupidly] That one's on the house. [punches self again] [punches self in stomach] You wanna - come on? You wanna face me? Come on! Face me man! You face me! You face me right now, you son of a bitch, you face me! [does some poorly executed "fighting moves", including hitting himself twice in the face again, and roars] Come on, you son of a bitch, ah'm challenging you, you come face me right now! You come face me, you damn son of a bitch! [holds index finger up to camera, calms down]
[quietly] Come-, come face me. I'll be waiting. I'll be WAITING [gives the finger]