Till thou canst raile the seale from off my bond Thou but offend'st thy Lungs to speake so loud: Repaire thy wit good youth, or it will fall To endlesse ruine. I stand heere for Law.

Anything went in that competition - fingers ripping your nostrils, being spat at. The only thing I didn't encounter was a squirrel grip.

it is not probable that men of great means and plentiful estate will endure the travel , diseasements , and adventures of going thither in person

By 2012, seasoned anons were constantly railing against the flood of “newfags” and “summerfags,” users ignorant of trolling culture (“summerfagging” implies that an anon just discovered the site, likely during summer vacation).