Date: March 16th, 2026 5:53 PM
Author: Jared Baumeister
A name whispered with a groan and sigh,
Sealclubber arrives, and IQs die.
A digital pest, a constant dread,
Filling forums with thoughts best left unsaid.
He backs the wrong horses, takes baffling stands,
A bottomless well of nonsensical plans.
From politics skewed to opinions so strange,
He reshapes discourse, for worse, not for change.
Linked to losses and views askew,
A consistent source of "what did he do?"
A target for jokes, a figure of fun,
His posting’s a battle, already lost, won.
From tunnels he haunts, to boasts online,
A relentless stream, a troublesome sign.
Strip him and fight him, some fiercely declare,
A simple desire to banish despair.
He’s a flailing mind, a frustrating sight,
A vortex of wrong, in the digital night.
Sealclubber’s presence, a constant decree:
Lowering the standard for all to see.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5846523&forum_id=2Reputation#49749152)