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Navy Seal Copypasta (as well 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 every bit an Net tough guy stereotype. In the original post, the author 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 only 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 take originated on the armed services and weapons enthusiast paradigm board Operator Chan erstwhile 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 bulletin previously on Operator Chan.

What the fuck did yous just fucking say about me, you fiddling bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I've been involved in numerous clandestine raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'one thousand the superlative sniper in the entire U.s.a. armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen earlier on this Earth, mark my fucking words. Yous call back yous can become away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my clandestine network of spies beyond the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you lot better set for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic footling thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I tin can be anywhere, someday, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Non only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I take access to the unabridged armory of the United states of america Marine Corps and I will apply it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you lot trivial shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, perhaps you would have held your fucking tongue. Simply you 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 information technology. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

On May 24th, 2012, an anonymous user submitted a thread to the /pasta/^[1] lath, claiming 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

Spread

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 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 below), which received over 87,000 views and 780 comments in the side by side nine months.

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

Richi Phelps Facebook Mail

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

In the post-obit 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 "all-encompassing military machine preparation" groundwork and "an arsenal of weapons" at his disposal, while unaware of the fact that information technology was a copied message. Past February 14th, Phelps' viral condition update had been identified as an adjusted version of the Navy Seal copypasta. That same solar day, the Mexican news sites SDP Noticias^[10] and Sipse^[9] reported on the miracle.

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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 by 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 under the heading "Yous are a bigot,racist,xenophobe,islamophobe,nazi,fascist!" (shown below).

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Notable Variations

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