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User page shall not exist until the prerequisite bet of $50 has been | User page shall not exist until the prerequisite bet of $50 has been paid. Until then, this page is :q!'d. | ||
Lost voice perms on August 3rd, 2023 due to headassery. | |||
==Further Info== | ==Further Info== | ||
"Do you know how to close Vim? | |||
I do not know how Vim-I am. | |||
Cantclosevim, the brazilian tankie, | |||
In Vim's grasp, he's oh so cranky. | |||
He spends his hours in chatrooms wide, | |||
Arguing fiercely with great pride. | |||
In every thread, he starts a fight, | |||
Annoying all with all his might. | |||
Green text and chats, he fills with ire, | |||
A never-ending, heated fire. | |||
He argues left, he argues right, | |||
His stubbornness, a blinding light. | |||
"Do ':q'" they say, "and you'll be free!" | |||
But Cantclosevim just can't agree. | |||
He'd rather stay in Vim's embrace, | |||
Forever locked in this small space. | |||
Syntax highlighting, his delight, | |||
As he types on throughout the night. | |||
Modes and mappings, all his tools, | |||
His tankie heart, it never cools. | |||
"Do you know how to close Vim? | |||
I do not know how Vim-I am. | |||
I'll stay in here and fight my fight, | |||
No other editor feels right. | |||
I'll argue here, I'll never bend, | |||
My chatroom battles have no end. | |||
So, leave me be in my Vim zone, | |||
In chatrooms, I'll forever roam. | |||
And so, Cantclosevim's tale is told, | |||
A tankie stuck, forever bold. | |||
In Vim he lingers, won't depart, | |||
A brazilian tankie with a fiery heart. |
Latest revision as of 03:07, 4 August 2023
User page shall not exist until the prerequisite bet of $50 has been paid. Until then, this page is :q!'d.
Lost voice perms on August 3rd, 2023 due to headassery.
Further Info
"Do you know how to close Vim?
I do not know how Vim-I am.
Cantclosevim, the brazilian tankie,
In Vim's grasp, he's oh so cranky.
He spends his hours in chatrooms wide,
Arguing fiercely with great pride.
In every thread, he starts a fight,
Annoying all with all his might.
Green text and chats, he fills with ire,
A never-ending, heated fire.
He argues left, he argues right,
His stubbornness, a blinding light.
"Do ':q'" they say, "and you'll be free!"
But Cantclosevim just can't agree.
He'd rather stay in Vim's embrace,
Forever locked in this small space.
Syntax highlighting, his delight,
As he types on throughout the night.
Modes and mappings, all his tools,
His tankie heart, it never cools.
"Do you know how to close Vim?
I do not know how Vim-I am.
I'll stay in here and fight my fight,
No other editor feels right.
I'll argue here, I'll never bend,
My chatroom battles have no end.
So, leave me be in my Vim zone,
In chatrooms, I'll forever roam.
And so, Cantclosevim's tale is told,
A tankie stuck, forever bold.
In Vim he lingers, won't depart,
A brazilian tankie with a fiery heart.