It's time to be secret Dtoid insurgents sleeping in the bowels of the site, living off its waste and disinterest in equal measure. They can step on us, but we skitter between the grooves of shoes. They can spray us, but we've learned to breathe poison. They can trap us, but we'll turn that fucking trap into our new home! We are the immortal rats of the internet, and this shall be our latest ship! Will it sink? Undoubtedly, but rats can swim and they always find a way!!!!
