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I sexually identify as a Pz.II Ausf.L „Luchs“. Ever since I was a boy I dreamed of obliterating the bolshevik menace on the fields of Russia. People say to me that a person being a Panzer is impossible and I'm ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ retarded but I don't care, I'm beautiful. I'm having a plastic surgeon install tracks, 2-cm-KwK 38 cannons and a MG34 on my body. From now on I want you guys to call me "Luchs" and respect my right to ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ and to crush you under my Maybach-Sechszylinder-Ottomotor powered tracks. If you can't accept me you're a tankophobe and need to check your vehicle privilege. Thank you for being so understanding.