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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 serial of ridiculous claims and grandiose threats that portray the poster equally an Cyberspace tough guy stereotype. In the original postal service, the writer claimed to be a former 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 in over 700 ways with just my blank hands." Since its emergence in mid-2012, the copypasta has spawned a diverseness of spin-off stories, like to the John Copypasta meme.

Origin

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

What the fuck did you merely fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll accept you know I graduated pinnacle of my grade in the Navy Seals, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I accept over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'g the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. Yous are nothing to me but just some other target. I volition wipe you lot the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You remember you can become away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Recall again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my clandestine network of spies beyond the United states and your IP is being traced correct at present then you better set up for the storm, maggot. The tempest that wipes out the pathetic little matter y'all telephone call your life. Yous're fucking expressionless, kid. I can be anywhere, someday, and I tin can impale you in over seven hundred means, and that'southward just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, simply I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I volition utilise information technology to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face up of the continent, yous piffling shit. If only y'all could have known what unholy retribution your fiddling "clever" annotate was about to bring down upon yous, maybe y'all would accept held your fucking natural language. Simply you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the cost, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over y'all and you will drown in information technology. You lot're fucking expressionless, kiddo.

On May 24th, 2012, an anonymous user submitted a thread to the /pasta/^[i] board, claiming he had created the original copypasta two to 3 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^[viii] subreddit (shown beneath), where it received more twenty,000 upwards 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 nine months.

On August 17th, Urban Dictionary ^[7] member 487j submitted an entry for the term "gorilla warfare," defining it as training that "false Navy Seals" receive. On November 16th, Newgrounds^[5] user JoePorter134 uploaded a dramatic reading of the copypasta. On January 10th, 2013, Redditor LiterallyKesha submitted the message to the /r/copypasta^[iii] subreddit and provided links to several notable variations. In the adjacent month, the mail received over 75 upwards votes and 135 comments.

Richi Phelps Facebook Post

On February 13th, 2013, 10-twelvemonth-old Richi Phelps posted a condition update featuring a version of the copypasta adapted to Mexican slang on his Facebook profile page.

In the following hours, Phelps' status update spread virally beyond the social networking site, with many Facebook users mocking the boy with photoshopped images for making boastful claims similar having "all-encompassing war machine preparation" background and "an armory 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 as an adjusted version of the Navy Seal copypasta. That same twenty-four hour period, the Mexican news sites SDP Noticias^[x] and Sipse^[9] reported on the phenomenon.

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2019 Christchurch Mosque Shootings

On March 15th, 2019, shootings took identify 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 past the shooter on Facebook, which showed the shooter entering a mosque while shooting a shotgun, earlier switching to an attack 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 under the heading "You are a bigot,racist,xenophobe,islamophobe,nazi,fascist!" (shown beneath).

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Notable Variations

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Are you kidding me you lilliputian piece of shit i'll have you know i graduated summit of my politics course and i've been involved in privilege checking with over 150 confirmed political demonstrations i'm trained in conflict resolution and i was the nigh oppressed person in my entire upper centre class high school you lot are zilch to me just another cultural appropriator i volition wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which have never been seen on this side of the 49th parallel mark my words yous retrieve yous can get away with saying that shit to me over the net think again fucker, as we speak i'm checking with my anarcho-communist analyst brigade for your location so y'all better exist prepared to deal with some molotov cocktails and angry feminists flight through your window y'all'RE FUCKING Expressionless Carmine! i can be anywhere at any time and i can kill you in over seven hundred ways and that's simply with me deadening you to expiry while i talk about privilege not only am i extensively trained in hotline direction simply i have admission to an entire arsenal of sociological articles to testify my point and i will use them to wipe your fucking face up off the globe you lot petty shit if only you had known what oppressed retribution your cultural appropriation would unleash and then maybe you would have held your fucking natural language but you couldn't you're fucking dead kiddo

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