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Baitin's a good job, mate, it's easy as hell, in my mom's basement... I'll guarantee you'll get people salty.
'Cause at the end of the day, as long as there is two people left in the planet, someone is gonna want someone trolled.
I'm not a dumbass, mom, I'm a troll!
Well the difference being, one's a fake title and the other one's what I really am.
I'll be honest with ya, my parents... really think I'm a mistake.
I think this mate noticed it's bait...
[honesty hitting metal]
Yes, yes he did!
Feelings?! Look mate, you know who has a lotta feelings?
Blokes saying that feminists are the same as feminazis...
Professionals have standarts:
Be polite.
<Creates a flamewar>
Be efficient.
<When someone actually comes up with a good argument and notices he's baiting he only answers with "git rekt skrub">
Have a plan to bait everyone you meet.
<Gets baited himself>