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It's COOL to be a fraud!
Post this on the profile of a fraudulent friend and tell them how COOL they are
by Liam "Big Guy" Smith
O son o' April, O brother o' Jake
Out from the gym, make no mistake-
From the depths of a Chili's,
To Un Plato de Flupilupis.
In a five stack of gaming misfits,
He picks heroes, yet knows not their kits.
Spurn'd, alas, by the cruel hand of Dave,
He listens not to the foul knave.
He speaks only one, a canine mainstay-
With a hearty laugh, says he, "Boozay".
Ergo, fear he, if in a battle of wits,
The first son of John Philip Crits.