They say that Hexbear only has enough keyboards for half of its posters, so they send people into threads in pairs, and when the first poster is banned, the second picks up his keyboard and continues posting
The ones that input your username as part of the tagline will always be my favorites. The best ones I got so far have been
You! Yes, you, CombatLiberalism! Go read Combat Liberalism
And
CombatLiberalism is a liberal
Current target of ridicule: YOUR USERNAME HERE
this one always gets me
There's one or two where I'm not sure it's inputting my username or doing a Biden "jack"
This one I saw earlier today
clear your inbox
And what if I don’t? What are you gonna do
seriously, gives most anxiety just looking at it.
cornrade biggs, will you bring a revolutonary people's war to christmas?
that and the one about the Washington post headline
Welcome home, comrade.
Gives me the warm fuzzies
I really like "Disagreeing with my obviously correct takes. This is the twelfth type of liberalism."
That feel when some of the site tags are directly from struggle sessions you have participated in 
Who the fuck is scraeming "ADJUST YOUR POSTING" at my house. show yourself, coward. I will never adjust my posting.
I'm Taking Democracy Out Onto the Street and Unloading the Contents of My 12-Gauge Into It: 8 Reasons You Motherfuckers Will Still Clap
Apologies are for mistakes.
Didn't find enough 
wrongthink to ban me?
No everything has to be serious at all times and we cannot find any humor in the absurdity of hell world. The last time I smiled was on August 19th, 1991. I wear a dirty ushanka at all times, do not shave, and only take cold sponge baths because hot running water is bourgeoisie decadence. Every day at exactly noon I have the same meal of an expired Maoist MRE I store in a pit covered in old issues of a revolutionary newspaper. I sleep in a bed made of flags from every failed revolution so that they are never forgotten. In the evenings I stare at a picture of vodka by candlelight, but I do not allow myself to drink because there is nothing to celebrate. Every local org has banned me after I attempted to split it by assassinating the leadership. There is no plumbing in my house I shit in a brass bucket with a picture of Gonzalo and Deng french kissing in the bottom of it. My house is actually an overturned T34 in an abandoned junkyard in Wisconsin. I have a single friend in this world and it is a tapeworm named Bordiga that I met after ingesting spoiled borscht on 9/11 in the ruins of building 7 (I blew it up after finding that a nominally leftist NGO inside of it wasn’t sufficiently anti-imperialist, the attacks on the world trade center were a perfect revolutionary moment for me to enact direct praxis against liberalism). My source of income is various MLM schemes in the former soviet bloc that have been running for so long no one remembers who I am, they just keep sending money. I have not paid taxes since McGovern lost the Democratic nomination for president and my faith in electoralism died more brutally than my childhood dog after it got into an entire jar of tylenol. I own 29 fully automatic rusted kalashnikovs and three crates of ammunition entirely incompatible with them or any other firearms I own. My double PHD in marxist economics and 18th century Swiss philosophy (required to understand Engels) sits over the fireplace of my home, my fireplace is a salvaged drum from a 1950s washing machine that was recalled for locking children inside of it. I chose that washing machine model on purpose because I am anti-natalist. During the latest BLM protests I firebombed a Nikes outlet in the middle of a peaceful candlelit vigil. William F Buckley and I wrote hatemail to one another for 47 years until my final letter gave him an aneurysm. The only water I drink is from puddles. George Lucas and I dropped acid together during an MKULTRA southern baptist summer camp and he went on to write the movie Willow about our time together. The best way to test whether an electrical wire is live is to drool on it and shrimp salad is racist. You can make an IED out of potassium and the instructions are online thanks to Timothy McVey, who was actually a committed antifascist communist slandered by the deep state as part of operation condor. Every time a liberal files a restraining order against me, I carve a mark into the wall. I am running out of walls. When Amerika finally collapses I will be ready to lead the revolution. I am very smart and people like being around me.
"the sparrows deserved it"
Thursday's struggle session will be about beans.
(or however it's phrased)
9/11 was an accident, the second plane was just the other pilot trying to see what happened
FWIIIIII ^Huh!^ ^Hooh!^ HELP!!! ^Huh!^ ^Hooh!^
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