I only play true ethical SSF hardcore. I delete every meta unique I find because it is unethical to keep it. When my character dies, I delete every item in every stash tab because it's not true ethical SSF hardcore otherwise. I Vorici break every six-link I land because it is unrealistic to ever six-link an item in true ethical SSF hardcore. I skip the Labyrinth because Ascendency Classes are unethical powerhouses. Every time a Vaal Orb drops, I immediately use it on a randomly equipped piece of gear to increase the challenge. I've had global chat and trade chat disabled since I got my beta invite back in 0.9.2d, the Merveil fireball optimisation and curse duration patch, because player interaction gave too much advantage. I've sent at least 84 emails to GGG support over the years asking for unlimited ignore player space so I can make sure that no one talks to me when I'm in town.

I read and listen to every lorestone, notes, books to fully immerse myself in the true ethical SSF hardcore experience. Every time I go into this general and read the word "meta", "trading", "blade flurry", "clear speed", "Headhunter", so on and so on, I make sure to thrust my giant vibrating dildo one to three times to punish myself accordingly for tainting my TESSFHC experience. I've stolen at least a dozen credit cards from my parents to pay for the 3,250 normal stash tabs that I have to show my support for GGG and the true hardcore game that they have developed. It deeply saddens me that PT left, he was the only one that spoke only truth. Why do you self-proclaimed SSF hardcores even try to pretend that you're truly SSF hardcore? You make me ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ sick.

The left and panels were having night in their pitch black apartment, with everything in their world nothing but pitch black. The tiny pong ball poked itself in, seeing what was about to unfold.
Right gasped in shock as she was aroused "Oooh... Left! You're so... m- m- muscular!"
Left simply laughed "Don't worry , Right. This will just be a quick one..." Left assured with a smirk
Left pumped in as hard as he could, with Right taking every pleasant second of it. Left chuckled as he placed his innings inside Right, who moaned greatly as got whiter and whiter. Left continues pumping, shaking his entire body as he chuckled, licking his lips as the pong ball watched in shock. After a few minutes... it was done.

"Oooooh Left... you are such a beast..." Right admitted while giggling naughtily. "That was a great ride..."
Left simply chuckled as he rubbed his body on right. "Oh Right, dont give me that sympathy. Your ass is an ass any penis can get in."
The innocent pong ball then exploded from shock.

The knack of flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.

In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and been widely regarded as a bad move.