The year was 300 BC. A kid walked down the street of his ancient village and another kid called him a "Weed Grower".
The kid immediately ran home to his 300 BC mommy and cried like a little bitch. The next day the kid who called the other kid a "Weed Grower" was decapitated and his limbs torn off.
His head was impaled on a pole outside of town. And his four limbs were impaled on posts on the four corners of the town square.
Over 2,000 years later his great descendant, a Mrs. Queen Mayan, was called a fukking name on the innernetz and he went batshit crazy and complained like a little bitch to the mods.
The kid immediately ran home to his 300 BC mommy and cried like a little bitch. The next day the kid who called the other kid a "Weed Grower" was decapitated and his limbs torn off.
His head was impaled on a pole outside of town. And his four limbs were impaled on posts on the four corners of the town square.
Over 2,000 years later his great descendant, a Mrs. Queen Mayan, was called a fukking name on the innernetz and he went batshit crazy and complained like a little bitch to the mods.