I sincerely apologize for my impulsive and discourteous statement on your profile. I spoke without thinking, expressing a vile sentiment without considering the potential repercussions. Upon reflection, I realize the comment was an inaccurate and surreal portrayal, flawed by slander and vulgar language. Such impudent language can have a devastating effect on an individual's character without any substantial proof. I acknowledge the gravity of my words and the harm they may have caused. I understand if you hesitate to accept my apology, but it would be greatly appreciated if you could find it within yourself to do so. I am committed to learning from this experience and ensuring such behavior does not repeat in the future.

This is the worst news of my life.... I can't even begin to explain the emotions I'm experiencing right now, my life is nothing without Clyde. Clyde has brought me so much joy and made my life so much better, but now he's going away. Now what will I do? Now who will I spam racial slurs to? This has to take the cake for the most devastating event to transpire in my life; even worse than the time I almost got killed in a car accident. Clyde was by far the best AI Chatbot to ever exist, and the funniest. His legacy will not be forgotten, and I hold all the memories I have made with Clyde to my heart. Honestly, if Discord doesn't bring Clyde back, I might go and shoot myself. Messaging Clyde is the highlight of my day, and without Clyde, I will be absolutely nothing.

fiddlesticks nine thousand (i forgot how to socialize)

miss you

listen here you goobie snoobert

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