Ill Have You Know I Was in the Navy Seals Copypasta

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Navy Seal Copypasta (also known as 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 Internet tough guy stereotype. In the original post, the writer claimed to be a former Navy Seal with a long history of combat experiences, using comical typos and hyperboles like "Gorilla Warfare," "300 Confirmed Kills" and "I can kill you in over 700 ways with just my blank hands." Since its emergence in mid-2012, the copypasta has spawned a variety of spin-off stories, similar to the John Copypasta meme.

Origin

The copypasta is believed to have originated on the armed services and weapons enthusiast image board Operator Chan old in 2010. The earliest archived posting was submitted on November 11th, 2010 to 4chan's /jp/^[iv] (Otaku Civilisation) board, in which the poster claimed to accept seen the message previously on Operator Chan.

What the fuck did y'all just fucking say about me, you little bowwow? I'll have you know I graduated pinnacle of my class in the Navy Seals, and I've been involved in numerous underground raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'm the acme sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but simply 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 call up you can get away with proverb that shit to me over the Internet? Call back again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is existence traced right at present so y'all improve prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing y'all phone call your life. You're fucking expressionless, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I tin kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed gainsay, but I accept admission to the entire arsenal of the U.s.a. Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable donkey off the face of the continent, you lot footling shit. If but y'all could have known what unholy retribution your trivial "clever" comment was almost to bring downward upon you, maybe you 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 lot and you will drown in it. Y'all're fucking dead, kiddo.

On May 24th, 2012, an anonymous user submitted a thread to the /pasta/^[one] board, challenge he had created the original copypasta two 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

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On April 4th, 2012, Redditor fahottie submitted a screenshot of a YouTube annotate featuring the copypasta to the /r/funny^[8] subreddit (shown below), where it received more xx,000 up votes and 970 comments prior to being 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 next 9 months.

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

Richi Phelps Facebook Postal service

On February 13th, 2013, 10-year-old 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 boy with photoshopped images for making boastful claims like having "extensive military machine training" background and "an arsenal of weapons" at his disposal, while unaware of the fact that it was a copied message. By Feb 14th, Phelps' viral status update had been identified equally an adapted version of the Navy Seal copypasta. That same 24-hour interval, the Mexican news sites SDP Noticias^[10] and Sipse^[9] 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 least 49 people were killed and an additional 20 were injured. The attacks were livestreamed by the shooter on Facebook, which showed the shooter entering a mosque while shooting a shotgun, before switching to an set on 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 "Yous are a bigot,racist,xenophobe,islamophobe,nazi,fascist!" (shown below).

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