Imagine raising a kid ever since he was a child feeding him, nurturing him with love, watching him grow mentally and physically. And then when he comes up to you and he says, that I want to be a discord moderator when I grew up. I wouldn't hesitate to slam that on the ship. Into the earth. Because if we're being honest, I'd rather my son say, hey dad, I want to be a professional bum and live off the income for the rest of my life. I mean technically it's the same thing. Well, I'll say I get that wrong, but that's besides the point. Discord Moderators, let's call them DMs for sure. All right, DMs are the types of kids that grow up getting wedges, toilet ducks, you know, stuffed in lockers back in middle school. And all these swore to take their revenge out on everyone and anyone. No joke, all right, I was once I had a real friends with a DM. Well, we're walking down the street one day to the shore. And I noticed he kept violently stomping every seven to ten seconds. And I asked him, why don't you walk like that? Why don't you stop every few seconds? And he looks at me dead in the eyes and he says, I'm not just stopping for no reason. I'm crushing every single bug in insect I can find. I've already learned everyone's sound okay. Everyone will pay for what they've done to me. Along with childhood trauma that's translated itself into uncontrolled marriage. DMs have three superpowers, right? Number one is the power to know if an e-girl or booby streamer joins a Discord server. You know, it doesn't matter if they're 300 miles away from a nearby computer, streamed it in a Sahara Desert about the pass out from Beating Sonshaew. Some just clicks in the back of their brain. Wait, I can't die yet. My e-girl senses are tingling. I'm coming for you by sweet number two. The power to know someone's self-promoting in the server. Well, whatever you do, if you got your YouTube channel linked to your Discord profile and someone in the server tries to get you to start talking about it, just pretend like you didn't even hear what they just said. It's not real. It's just a test from a Discord moderator using a burner account to fool you and to self-promote so that they can ban you. And lastly, number three, the power to know if anyone says some spooky words. You know what words I'm talking about? The spooky end words. They're the spooky f-word. I say them right now, you know, because I'm not some... Don't say those words. You get canceled! You get canceled by internet! Can't support them! No, I'll give a shit. Right? But YouTube will be like, oh, you want monetization on your video? That's cute! That's real cute! But this is by far a DM's most powerful skill. It allows them to know down to the exact number. How many people in the world are saying the inward at any given second? It makes up 90% of all the power of festive indom. But for them to get this skill, they literally have to have no social life whatsoever. I know it may not seem like it, but you can bet that there's some Discord mod online watching the chat. Sipping his midnight coffee. Waiting to not only ban summer for saying the spooky end word, but also just ban people saying words that sound like the end word. Did you just tell the Discord audience that you went to visit your grand-pine, Nicaragua? BAM! Did you just tell the Discord audience about the new Arnold Schwarzenegger movie? BAM! Did you just try to tell the Discord audience about the new vocabulary word? Niggeredly? That's her learning in English class? Yes, my friend. Then I ban it. Because to them, every word that starts with the letter N, is someone trying to make a little of the end word. And it might seem like the victims are the ones on the receiving end of this. But no, Discord moderators are tormented sores. You know, this isn't something that they can control. Once a DM is granted this ability, it takes over their mind, soul and body, and end word hunting takes priority over everything in their life. Man, it sure is great eating food with my family, my beautiful wife, and my beautiful son. And thanks, Dad. We love you too. So, son, how are you doing this? Dad? You okay? I think he's choking. Oh, don't go try the highlight. It's not working. I'm not strong enough. Son, man, you can help. You've always had your dad strength. Okay, mom. I'll try to. Baby. Son? What are you doing? I said help your dad. Why are you hesitating? Why are you walking back to your room? Your father's about to die. Sorry, Dad. Sorry, mom. I can't help right now. Someone just said that inward in the discord server. I gotta go. Oh, hello. This is Necap. Just here to tell you to click the notification bell. Yes, yes. All right. Bye, bye, bye, bye.