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Navy Seal Copypasta (likewise 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 onetime Navy Seal with a long history of combat experiences, using comical typos and hyperboles similar "Gorilla Warfare," "300 Confirmed Kills" and "I can kill yous in over 700 ways with just my bare 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 military and weapons enthusiast image board Operator Chan sometime in 2010. The earliest archived posting was submitted on November 11th, 2010 to 4chan'southward /jp/^[iv] (Otaku Civilisation) lath, in which the poster claimed to have seen the message previously on Operator Chan.

What the fuck did you but fucking say well-nigh me, you niggling bitch? I'll have y'all 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 accept over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'm the meridian sniper in the entire The states war machine. Yous are aught to me just simply another target. I will wipe yous the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think yous tin get away with saying that shit to me over the Net? Remember once more, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced correct now so you meliorate prepare for the tempest, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you lot call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I tin can kill you in over 7 hundred ways, and that's just with my blank hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have 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 confront of the continent, yous little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was near to bring down upon you, peradventure y'all would have held your fucking natural language. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, y'all goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and y'all will drown in it. You're fucking expressionless, kiddo.

On May 24th, 2012, an anonymous user submitted a thread to the /pasta/^[1] lath, challenge he had created the original copypasta two to three years prior (shown beneath).

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 Apr 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 than 20,000 up 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 beneath), 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 every bit grooming that "simulated 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 bulletin 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 Post

On February 13th, 2013, ten-twelvemonth-old Richi Phelps posted a status update featuring a version of the copypasta adjusted to Mexican slang on his Facebook profile folio.

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 "extensive military grooming" background and "an armory of weapons" at his disposal, while unaware of the fact that it was a copied message. By February 14th, Phelps' viral status update had been identified as an adapted version of the Navy Seal copypasta. That same day, the Mexican news sites SDP Noticias^[10] and Sipse^[nine] 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 boosted 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 assail 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 "Yous are a bigot,racist,xenophobe,islamophobe,nazi,fascist!" (shown below).

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Notable Variations

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What the fuck did you just fucking blazon about me, yous little bitch? I'll have you lot know I graduated top of my class at MIT, and I've been involved in numerous clandestine raids with Anonymous, and I accept over 300 confirmed DDoSes. I am trained in online trolling and I'1000 the summit hacker in the entire earth. You are naught to me only only some other virus host. I volition wipe y'all the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on the Net, mark my fucking words. You call back you lot can get away with typing that shit to me over the Internet? Think once more, fucker. As we conversation over IRC I am tracing your IP with my damn bare hands so yous amend prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little matter you lot phone call your figurer. Yous're fucking expressionless, kid. I can be anywhere, someday, and I tin hack into your files in over seven hundred ways, and that'southward but with my bare hands. Not merely am I extensively trained in hacking, but I take access to the entire armory of every slice of malware always created and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the confront of the world broad spider web, y'all little shit. If just y'all could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was almost to bring down upon y'all, mayhap you lot would take held your fucking fingers. Only y'all couldn't, you didn't, and at present you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit code all over you and yous will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

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What the fuck did you just fucking say nigh my gear, you lot little n00b? I'll have y'all know I am a lvl ninety Undead Cabalistic Mage, and I've won then many PVP matches, and I have washed raids on every 10 human being heroic dungeon. I also have a fuckton of macros and I have a GS of 10K. You are nothing to me just just a lvl 12 gnome hunter. I will pwn the fuck out of you with Arcane Missiles the likes of which has never been seen earlier on Azeroth AND Outland, marking my fucking words. You think you can become abroad with proverb that shit to me over raid? Recall once again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my guild of mages and shamans across The Eastern Kingdoms and your graphic symbol is being targeted right now so you better set up for the ownage, n00b. The Cabalistic Barrage that wipes out the pathetic little thing you phone call your character. You're fucking pwn'd, n00b. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you lot in over seven hundred ways, and that'south only with my secondary talent tree. Not but am I extensively trained in Arcane magic, simply I have access to the entire arsenal of Fire magic and I will employ it to its full extent to wipe your miserable neckbeard off the face of Azeroth, y'all little faggot. If merely you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, y'all didn't, and now yous're getting debuffed, you goddamnn00b. I will shit Dragon's Breath all over you and you will burn in it. Y'all're fucking pwn'd, faggot.

Are you kidding me you lilliputian slice of shit i'll have you lot know i graduated top of my politics class and i've been involved in privilege checking with over 150 confirmed political demonstrations i'chiliad trained in conflict resolution and i was the most oppressed person in my entire upper heart form high school you are nothing to me simply some other cultural appropriator i will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which accept never been seen on this side of the 49th parallel mark my words you think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the net call back again fucker, equally nosotros speak i'grand checking with my anarcho-communist annotator brigade for your location then you meliorate be prepared to deal with some molotov cocktails and angry feminists flying through your window yOU'RE FUCKING DEAD Ruby! i can exist anywhere at any fourth dimension and i can kill y'all in over seven hundred ways and that's but with me tedious you to death while i talk most privilege not only am i extensively trained in hotline direction but i have access to an entire arsenal of sociological articles to prove my signal and i will use them to wipe your fucking face off the earth you piddling shit if merely you had known what oppressed retribution your cultural appropriation would unleash so maybe you lot would have held your fucking natural language just yous couldn't yous're fucking dead kiddo

I don't requite a fuck who you are or where you live. You lot can count on me to be there to bring your fucking life to a hellish end. I'll put you in and then much fucking hurting that it'll make Jesus beingness nailed to a cross in the desert look like a fucking dorsum massage on a tropical isle. I don't give a fuck how many reps you accept or how tough you are IRL, how well yous tin can fight, or how many fucking guns you own to protect yourself. I'll fucking show upwards at your business firm when you aren't home. I'll turn all the lights on in your business firm, leave all the h2o running, open your fridge door and not close information technology, and plough your gas stove burners on and let them waste matter gas. You're going to get-go stressing the fuck out, your blood pressure will triple, and you'll have a fucking eye assail. Yous'll go to the hospital for a centre operation, and the concluding thing you lot'll see when you lot're being put nether in the operating room is me hovering above y'all, dressed like a dr.. When you wake up later being operated on, wondering what ticking time bomb is in your breast waiting to go off. Yous'll recover fully from your heart surgery. And when you walk out the front door of the hospital to become home I'll run you over with my fucking car out of no where and kill y'all. I just want y'all to know how easily I could fucking destroy your pathetic excuse of a life, only how I'd rather become to a great fuckng length to make sure your last remaining days are spent in a living, animate fucking hell. It'south too late to relieve yourself, but don't carp committing suicide either… I'll fucking resuscitate you and kill you again myself you bitch-faced phaggot. Welcome to hell, population: you