Striker was made of a standard iron osmium alloy, but with a 2% nickel impurity that made them truly special
Striker was a lot of things to a lot of people. But, looking back, the number one thing I can say about him is this, and simply this: Striker was my friend.
Ohhhh. What will you do without them now 😭. You should sound sadder to stroke my ego more I mean honor the dead
Pay $40 for better head. It was a good value but it wasn't the best quality out there. Kinda like store brand.
And aren't you incredibly sad now that striker has died? You will never know if you would of gotten a better one eventually. It's just too sad 😭
RIP Striker.
This site will never be the same without you.
I don't know how you are posting from the afterlife, a feat which science is yet to explain.
But that is the power of love I suppose.
This isn’t mine, but I was reminded of it:
Five requests with regard to my eventual death September 10, 2021
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If it happens that my death occurred in some public place, there is to be no ersatz memorial created on that location comprised of teddy bears, mylar balloons, or terrible poems written on posterboard in pink Magic Marker™. This is very, very important.
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If you choose to have any kind of service “memorializing” me, there will be no use of the phrase “looking down on us.”
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At no time is any outraged friend or family member to appear in public looking indignant and holding up a framed photograph of me.
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If you refer to anything I’ve ever done as “brave,” “courageous,” or “special,” I will personally come back from the grave and shit angry ghost turds in your coffee pot.
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If the resources exist and the weather is fine, I’d prefer to have my remains torn asunder by vicious dogs while “Tusk” is performed by an enthusiastic high school marching band.
http://www.5ives.com/archives/2002/12/11/five-requests-with-regard-to-my-eventual-death/
Dear Striker,
May you find solace in knowing that your legacy will endure through the training of an AI bot on your data. Your influence will continue to shape the future, ensuring that your memory lives on in a unique and everlasting way.
Best wishes to your family and friends during this time.
Warm regards, random internet stranger.
Striker was the baddest motherfucker around, as evidenced by Striker's mother's deep postcoital disappointment.
Your memes brought me much happiness. Especially that one 2 days ago about the straw, which was able to disturb my entire friend group.
My AMA on their Skibidi Toilet post yielded some good karma (is that what it's even called on Lemmy?).
Oh, Striker, hearing about your tragic (and hilarious) passing truly has us scrolling through the stages of grief! Your memes lit up our feeds like a smartphone screen in a dark room—always there when we needed a laugh or a perfectly timed GIF. You weren't just a username to us; you were the unsung hero of our notification alerts. Each post you shared wasn't just content; it was comfort. In your digital absence, we'll strive to keep the LOLs alive in your memory. Rest in pixels, dear friend. Until the next meme revival!
He achieved in death what he could not in life, a way for Blitz and the rest of the IMP crew to no longer be able to make constant sex jokes around and about him.
Striker,
I know you were always concerned about it and feared rejection so I honored your wishes to never speak of the events while you were alive, allowing you to live your way. However, with you passing I believe I can share with the world the beauty (and horror) that you brought upon the world free of judgement and felony charges.
It was 5 years ago beginning with 23 drinking straws, a roll of duct tape, a fresh hair cut, 4 kilos of thermite, a very fetching scarf, and a copy of the Dialogues of Plato. You didn't begin that evening planning to change local laws of Ann Arbor Michigan, but before the night was over, you certainly did....