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Navy Seal Copypasta (too known every bit the "Marine Copypasta", "Internet Tough Guy Copypasta" and "Gorilla Warfare Copypasta") is a facetious message containing a series of ridiculous claims and grandiose threats that portray the poster as an Net tough guy stereotype. In the original post, the writer claimed to be a sometime Navy Seal with a long history of combat experiences, using comical typos and hyperboles similar "Gorilla Warfare," "300 Confirmed Kills" and "I can impale you lot in over 700 ways with just my bare hands." Since its emergence in mid-2012, the copypasta has spawned a diverseness of spin-off stories, similar to the John Copypasta meme.

Origin

The copypasta is believed to have originated on the military and weapons enthusiast image board Operator Chan one-time in 2010. The earliest archived posting was submitted on November 11th, 2010 to 4chan's /jp/^[4] (Otaku Culture) lath, in which the poster claimed to have seen the message previously on Operator Chan.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'one thousand the top sniper in the unabridged US military. You lot are cypher to me but just some other target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. Equally we speak I am contacting my hush-hush network of spies across the United states and your IP is existence traced right now so yous amend fix for the tempest, maggot. The tempest that wipes out the pathetic picayune thing you call your life. Yous're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I tin kill you in over seven hundred means, and that's simply with my blank easily. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I accept access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face up of the continent, you lot piffling shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" annotate was about to bring downwards upon yous, peradventure you lot would have held your fucking tongue. But you lot couldn't, y'all didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking expressionless, kiddo.

On May 24th, 2012, an bearding user submitted a thread to the /pasta/^[ane] board, claiming he had created the original copypasta ii to three years prior (shown below).

Navy Seal Copypasta and someone claiming to be the orginal internet tough guy - also has crude drawing of character puking rainbows

Spread

On April 4th, 2012, Redditor fahottie submitted a screenshot of a YouTube comment featuring the copypasta to the /r/funny^[8] subreddit (shown below), where it received more than twenty,000 upwards votes and 970 comments prior to existence archived.

navy seal copypasta with Gorilla warfare corrected to guerilla

On May 22nd, YouTuber Copypasta Sings uploaded a musical version of the copypasta (shown below), which received over 87,000 views and 780 comments in the side by side ix months.

On August 17th, Urban Dictionary ^[7] member 487j submitted an entry for the term "gorilla warfare," defining information technology as preparation that "fake Navy Seals" receive. On Nov 16th, Newgrounds^[v] user JoePorter134 uploaded a dramatic reading of the copypasta. On January 10th, 2013, Redditor LiterallyKesha submitted the message to the /r/copypasta^[3] subreddit and provided links to several notable variations. In the next month, the post received over 75 up votes and 135 comments.

Richi Phelps Facebook Mail

On Feb 13th, 2013, 10-year-one-time Richi Phelps posted a condition update featuring a version of the copypasta adapted to Mexican slang on his Facebook contour page.

In the following hours, Phelps' status update spread virally across the social networking site, with many Facebook users mocking the male child with photoshopped images for making boastful claims like having "all-encompassing military machine training" groundwork and "an armory of weapons" at his disposal, while unaware of the fact that it was a copied bulletin. By Feb 14th, Phelps' viral status update had been identified equally an adjusted version of the Navy Seal copypasta. That same 24-hour interval, the Mexican news sites SDP Noticias^[10] and Sipse^[ix] reported on the phenomenon.

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2019 Christchurch Mosque Shootings

On March 15th, 2019, shootings took place at the Al Noor Mosque and Linwood Islamic Centre in Christchurch, New Zealand, during which at to the lowest degree 49 people were killed and an additional 20 were injured. The attacks were livestreamed past the shooter on Facebook, which showed the shooter entering a mosque while shooting a shotgun, before switching to an assault rifle and murdering people inside. In a document shared on 8chan prior to the shooting, the suspected shooter put a version of the Navy Seal Copypasta nether the heading "You are a bigot,racist,xenophobe,islamophobe,nazi,fascist!" (shown beneath).

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Notable Variations

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What the fuck did you just fucking type about me, you lot little bitch? I'll accept y'all know I graduated height of my class at MIT, and I've been involved in numerous cloak-and-dagger raids with Anonymous, and I take over 300 confirmed DDoSes. I am trained in online trolling and I'm the summit hacker in the unabridged earth. Y'all are nothing to me but only another virus host. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen earlier on the Net, marker my fucking words. Yous think you can get away with typing that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As nosotros chat over IRC I am tracing your IP with my damn bare easily so y'all improve prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing y'all telephone call your reckoner. You're fucking expressionless, kid. I tin can exist anywhere, anytime, and I can hack into your files in over vii hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in hacking, but I have access to the entire armory of every piece of malware always created and I will utilise it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the world wide web, you trivial shit. If but you could have known what unholy retribution your piddling "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe yous would have held your fucking fingers. But you lot couldn't, y'all didn't, and at present yous're paying the price, y'all goddamn idiot. I volition shit code all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

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Are you kidding me you little piece of shit i'll have you know i graduated top of my politics grade and i've been involved in privilege checking with over 150 confirmed political demonstrations i'm trained in conflict resolution and i was the near oppressed person in my entire upper middle class loftier school you are null to me only another cultural appropriator i will wipe you lot the fuck out with precision the likes of which have never been seen on this side of the 49th parallel mark my words you think y'all can get away with saying that shit to me over the internet retrieve again fucker, as we speak i'thousand checking with my anarcho-communist analyst brigade for your location and so yous better be prepared to deal with some molotov cocktails and angry feminists flight through your window yOU'RE FUCKING DEAD CHERRY! i can be anywhere at any time and i can impale you in over 7 hundred ways and that's just with me boring you to expiry while i talk about privilege not only am i extensively trained in hotline management merely i accept access to an entire arsenal of sociological articles to show my signal and i will use them to wipe your fucking face off the globe you little shit if only you had known what oppressed retribution your cultural appropriation would unleash then maybe you would have held your fucking tongue but y'all couldn't you're fucking expressionless kiddo

I don't requite a fuck who you are or where you alive. You can count on me to be there to bring your fucking life to a hellish stop. I'll put you lot in so much fucking hurting that it'll make Jesus being nailed to a cross in the desert look like a fucking back massage on a tropical isle. I don't requite a fuck how many reps yous accept or how tough you are IRL, how well you tin can fight, or how many fucking guns y'all own to protect yourself. I'll fucking bear witness upward at your house when you aren't home. I'll plough all the lights on in your house, leave all the water running, open your fridge door and non close it, and plow your gas stove burners on and let them waste gas. You're going to kickoff stressing the fuck out, your claret force per unit area will triple, and you'll have a fucking center attack. You'll get to the hospital for a eye operation, and the concluding thing you lot'll see when you're being put under in the operating room is me hovering to a higher place you, dressed like a doctor. When you wake upwards after existence operated on, wondering what ticking time bomb is in your chest waiting to become off. You lot'll recover fully from your heart surgery. And when you lot walk out the forepart door of the hospital to go home I'll run you over with my fucking car out of no where and kill you. I just want yous to know how easily I could fucking destroy your pathetic alibi of a life, but how I'd rather go to a corking fuckng length to brand sure your last remaining days are spent in a living, breathing fucking hell. It's too late to save yourself, but don't bother committing suicide either… I'll fucking resuscitate you and kill you again myself you bitch-faced phaggot. Welcome to hell, population: you lot