Bread made from the bones of a thousand anons, Meat carved from the flesh of a Troll roasted over open flames, Cheese curdled by subjects too controversial to be mentioned, Vegetables grown in the Lurkers Lair, Bacon cooked in the grease from those who live in mothers basement, Mustard ground from the tongue of spammers, Mayonnaise whipped by the fallen seeking redemption that shall never come, assembled by the hand of MOD it is the ultimate weapon against those that break the rules and shall be forever shunned and feared by those who seek to cause misery upon the internet. For it serves no further purpose.
Troll: Get in the kitchen and make me a sammich!
Mod: Certainly, here's your banwich!
User:is it gone?
Mod: Yes, gone to Banland where it belongs.
Emos envy the goths for their lack of crying and thus try to imitate their sub culture by wearing similar fashions, but are easily spotted as theywill often be seen crying to themselvesover every pathetic little thingespecially if it affects their selfish and overly comfortable lives and will put on massive drama shows that effectively annoy all around them until they gt whatthey want.
Goths usually wear dark clothes and make-up with practiced fervor and are also clearly distinguishable as theywill glare at you and refuse to shed tears over anything while living a more minimalistic and death-centric lifestyle, after all you can't take possessions with you when you die and will usually keep to themselves as they have no desire to interact with others.