Topic: [ANN] YOURCHAIN - Let's Make Crypto YOURS Again! - page 43. (Read 82539 times)
Does there planning some mining pools for miners? If Yes, then i do not want to miss it and hopefully i will receive announcement of that right in time! )
As i read and i understand the dev is working behind the scene so in January 2018 we should have the wallet, blockchain and all needed for swap.
It would be nice to have yourchain swap live on january first it would be a blast to everyone price would be soaring high. eagerly waiting for more exciting updates.
it just takes patience to wait it all resolved, if it is january then it only takes a moment longer. . .
let's stay the same we support this team
what was the swap going on went to etherdelta and looks like no buy order anymore. YourChain need to held a campaign to make it better known and famous so there will be whale take a look into this
Rest assured we will be launching one of the biggest campaigns in crypto history coming up, whales and shrimp will flock to claim their liberation, just like the hacker claimed greg's ETH.
The whole community is about to become famous. People are waiting for some big news, and they will be getting big news
Would it be possible to get some talking points for the white paper in laymen's terms for those who aren't developers? Kinda like YourChain for dummies? That way it would help us spread the word and speak intelligently about the tech spec's of YourChain and help us contrast differences without looking like a moron trying to speak about a subject they don't know fully. Just a couple of knockout bullets.. Also, URLANG..I'm assuming it will be written in a more functional approach rather than ETH's solidity which is more OOP, am I right? Also, if you pull this off, just wow..Vitalik had to raise millions with an idea, you just flipped the fucking script, bravo!
I'm really looking forward to January and I think it will be a very super project. I'm waiting for an excited for swap and our own blockchain! Thank you ! Merry Christmas !
Any news coming up for the new year party? I missed for some time and want to know if we are all good for the swap?
lol, that poem was EPIC!!! Good work dev... It motivated me to put in another buy order on ED 
I think I might have an addiction tho, I feel like I can never have enough URHOC's for the swap, it feels unnatural not to carry heavy bags of AWESOMENESS!!!!. Merry Christmas to everyone!
I think I might have an addiction tho, I feel like I can never have enough URHOC's for the swap, it feels unnatural not to carry heavy bags of AWESOMENESS!!!!. Merry Christmas to everyone! 
I'm really looking forward to January and I think it will be a very super project. I'm waiting for an excited for swap and our own blockchain! Thank you ! Merry Christmas !
nice to see chrismas spirit here, wanna tell every yourchain supportet merry chrismas and happy new year, and of course new year new beginning, we all excited for swap and our own blockchain!
It would be nice to have yourchain swap live on january first it would be a blast to everyone price would be soaring high. eagerly waiting for more exciting updates.
If you achieve this goal in January,That will be so happy thing. 
It would be nice to have yourchain swap live on january first it would be a blast to everyone price would be soaring high. eagerly waiting for more exciting updates.
Twas the Night before YOURChain
Twas the night before YOURChain, when all over the net,
Not a crypto was tanking, not even the AMP.
The coins were stored in their wallets with care,
In hopes that more profits soon would be there.
The RChain victims were nestled all in their basement beds,
While visions of Lambos danced in their heads.
And Don Jr on his plane, and I in my penthouse mansion,
Had just settled our brains for a long coding session.
When out on the web there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to YouTube to see what was the matter.
Away to the Bitcointalk forum I flew like a flash,
Tore up RChain's post and threw up my own in a dash.
The RGB leds on my brand new mobo,
Gave multicolor illumination to the creatures below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a rusty Subaru with a coexist sticker and a bong in the rear.
With a little, hippie driver, so greasy and slick,
I knew in a moment it must be that loser who looks like a chick!
More smelly than old Deadheads his coursers they came,
And he whined, and cried, and called them by name!
"Now, Ed! now, Christian! now, Ian and Jim!
On, Vlad! on Evan! on Hendrick and Patrick!
To the bottom of their pockets! to their very last cent!
Now scam away! Scam away! Scam away all!
As common law life partners that before him do fly,
When they can't stand his crap, they run without saying "Goodbye".
So up to the blockchain the commies they flew,
With promises made of lies, and Meredith too.
And then with a notification, I heard on my Slack.
The grasping and scratching of each little claw.
As I turned to my screen with one hand on my crypto dough,
Down my web tubes Greg came with a "brand new" ICO.
He was dressed out of Goodwill, from his head to his toes,
And his clothes were all stained with spilled Starbucks cappuccinos.
A bundle of lies he had flung on his white paper crap,
And he looked like a burglar, just opening his sack.
His eyes-how they were glazed! his smile how sleazy!
His cheeks were all sunken, his teeth how gnarly!
His mouth was ajar like a meth head on dope,
And the hair on his head was mangy from no soap.
Karl Marx's manifesto he held tight in his hands,
And the fleas they encircled his head like a filthy headband.
He had a new con, yes a new little scam,
That he claimed was "decentralized", but it needed financed!
He said a big investor had promised him ten million dollars, but only if he could raise more himself.
I laughed when I heard this for I knew no one would give him money, not even that LivelyGig guy who looks like an oversized elf.
A tear in his eye and a flip of his hair,
Soon gave me to know that he was full of hot air.
He spoke lots of words, but never did work,
And filled his own pockets, he was a big jerk.
And laying his fingers on the wallets of those about to be hosed!
And giving assurances he knew were fictitious, his illicit gains rose!
He sprang to his Subaru, to his minions he slithered,
And away lurched his car with black puff of smoke.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,
"RChain's a scam, kiss all your funds good-night!"
Twas the night before YOURChain, when all over the net,
Not a crypto was tanking, not even the AMP.
The coins were stored in their wallets with care,
In hopes that more profits soon would be there.
The RChain victims were nestled all in their basement beds,
While visions of Lambos danced in their heads.
And Don Jr on his plane, and I in my penthouse mansion,
Had just settled our brains for a long coding session.
When out on the web there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to YouTube to see what was the matter.
Away to the Bitcointalk forum I flew like a flash,
Tore up RChain's post and threw up my own in a dash.
The RGB leds on my brand new mobo,
Gave multicolor illumination to the creatures below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a rusty Subaru with a coexist sticker and a bong in the rear.
With a little, hippie driver, so greasy and slick,
I knew in a moment it must be that loser who looks like a chick!
More smelly than old Deadheads his coursers they came,
And he whined, and cried, and called them by name!
"Now, Ed! now, Christian! now, Ian and Jim!
On, Vlad! on Evan! on Hendrick and Patrick!
To the bottom of their pockets! to their very last cent!
Now scam away! Scam away! Scam away all!
As common law life partners that before him do fly,
When they can't stand his crap, they run without saying "Goodbye".
So up to the blockchain the commies they flew,
With promises made of lies, and Meredith too.
And then with a notification, I heard on my Slack.
The grasping and scratching of each little claw.
As I turned to my screen with one hand on my crypto dough,
Down my web tubes Greg came with a "brand new" ICO.
He was dressed out of Goodwill, from his head to his toes,
And his clothes were all stained with spilled Starbucks cappuccinos.
A bundle of lies he had flung on his white paper crap,
And he looked like a burglar, just opening his sack.
His eyes-how they were glazed! his smile how sleazy!
His cheeks were all sunken, his teeth how gnarly!
His mouth was ajar like a meth head on dope,
And the hair on his head was mangy from no soap.
Karl Marx's manifesto he held tight in his hands,
And the fleas they encircled his head like a filthy headband.
He had a new con, yes a new little scam,
That he claimed was "decentralized", but it needed financed!
He said a big investor had promised him ten million dollars, but only if he could raise more himself.
I laughed when I heard this for I knew no one would give him money, not even that LivelyGig guy who looks like an oversized elf.
A tear in his eye and a flip of his hair,
Soon gave me to know that he was full of hot air.
He spoke lots of words, but never did work,
And filled his own pockets, he was a big jerk.
And laying his fingers on the wallets of those about to be hosed!
And giving assurances he knew were fictitious, his illicit gains rose!
He sprang to his Subaru, to his minions he slithered,
And away lurched his car with black puff of smoke.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,
"RChain's a scam, kiss all your funds good-night!"
Holy Shit it's the best poem I have seen so far
let's spam this poem in RChain's discord XD
Twas the Night before YOURChain
Twas the night before YOURChain, when all over the net,
Not a crypto was tanking, not even the AMP.
The coins were stored in their wallets with care,
In hopes that more profits soon would be there.
The RChain victims were nestled all in their basement beds,
While visions of Lambos danced in their heads.
And Don Jr on his plane, and I in my penthouse mansion,
Had just settled our brains for a long coding session.
When out on the web there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to YouTube to see what was the matter.
Away to the Bitcointalk forum I flew like a flash,
Tore up RChain's post and threw up my own in a dash.
The RGB leds on my brand new mobo,
Gave multicolor illumination to the creatures below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a rusty Subaru with a coexist sticker and a bong in the rear.
With a little, hippie driver, so greasy and slick,
I knew in a moment it must be that loser who looks like a chick!
More smelly than old Deadheads his coursers they came,
And he whined, and cried, and called them by name!
"Now, Ed! now, Christian! now, Ian and Jim!
On, Vlad! on Evan! on Hendrick and Patrick!
To the bottom of their pockets! to their very last cent!
Now scam away! Scam away! Scam away all!
As common law life partners that before him do fly,
When they can't stand his crap, they run without saying "Goodbye".
So up to the blockchain the commies they flew,
With promises made of lies, and Meredith too.
And then with a notification, I heard on my Slack.
The grasping and scratching of each little claw.
As I turned to my screen with one hand on my crypto dough,
Down my web tubes Greg came with a "brand new" ICO.
He was dressed out of Goodwill, from his head to his toes,
And his clothes were all stained with spilled Starbucks cappuccinos.
A bundle of lies he had flung on his white paper crap,
And he looked like a burglar, just opening his sack.
His eyes-how they were glazed! his smile how sleazy!
His cheeks were all sunken, his teeth how gnarly!
His mouth was ajar like a meth head on dope,
And the hair on his head was mangy from no soap.
Karl Marx's manifesto he held tight in his hands,
And the fleas they encircled his head like a filthy headband.
He had a new con, yes a new little scam,
That he claimed was "decentralized", but it needed financed!
He said a big investor had promised him ten million dollars, but only if he could raise more himself.
I laughed when I heard this for I knew no one would give him money, not even that LivelyGig guy who looks like an oversized elf.
A tear in his eye and a flip of his hair,
Soon gave me to know that he was full of hot air.
He spoke lots of words, but never did work,
And filled his own pockets, he was a big jerk.
And laying his fingers on the wallets of those about to be hosed!
And giving assurances he knew were fictitious, his illicit gains rose!
He sprang to his Subaru, to his minions he slithered,
And away lurched his car with black puff of smoke.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,
"RChain's a scam, kiss all your funds good-night!"
https://s14.postimg.org/j9i3pgqch/Merry_Christmas.jpg
Twas the night before YOURChain, when all over the net,
Not a crypto was tanking, not even the AMP.
The coins were stored in their wallets with care,
In hopes that more profits soon would be there.
The RChain victims were nestled all in their basement beds,
While visions of Lambos danced in their heads.
And Don Jr on his plane, and I in my penthouse mansion,
Had just settled our brains for a long coding session.
When out on the web there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to YouTube to see what was the matter.
Away to the Bitcointalk forum I flew like a flash,
Tore up RChain's post and threw up my own in a dash.
The RGB leds on my brand new mobo,
Gave multicolor illumination to the creatures below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a rusty Subaru with a coexist sticker and a bong in the rear.
With a little, hippie driver, so greasy and slick,
I knew in a moment it must be that loser who looks like a chick!
More smelly than old Deadheads his coursers they came,
And he whined, and cried, and called them by name!
"Now, Ed! now, Christian! now, Ian and Jim!
On, Vlad! on Evan! on Hendrick and Patrick!
To the bottom of their pockets! to their very last cent!
Now scam away! Scam away! Scam away all!
As common law life partners that before him do fly,
When they can't stand his crap, they run without saying "Goodbye".
So up to the blockchain the commies they flew,
With promises made of lies, and Meredith too.
And then with a notification, I heard on my Slack.
The grasping and scratching of each little claw.
As I turned to my screen with one hand on my crypto dough,
Down my web tubes Greg came with a "brand new" ICO.
He was dressed out of Goodwill, from his head to his toes,
And his clothes were all stained with spilled Starbucks cappuccinos.
A bundle of lies he had flung on his white paper crap,
And he looked like a burglar, just opening his sack.
His eyes-how they were glazed! his smile how sleazy!
His cheeks were all sunken, his teeth how gnarly!
His mouth was ajar like a meth head on dope,
And the hair on his head was mangy from no soap.
Karl Marx's manifesto he held tight in his hands,
And the fleas they encircled his head like a filthy headband.
He had a new con, yes a new little scam,
That he claimed was "decentralized", but it needed financed!
He said a big investor had promised him ten million dollars, but only if he could raise more himself.
I laughed when I heard this for I knew no one would give him money, not even that LivelyGig guy who looks like an oversized elf.
A tear in his eye and a flip of his hair,
Soon gave me to know that he was full of hot air.
He spoke lots of words, but never did work,
And filled his own pockets, he was a big jerk.
And laying his fingers on the wallets of those about to be hosed!
And giving assurances he knew were fictitious, his illicit gains rose!
He sprang to his Subaru, to his minions he slithered,
And away lurched his car with black puff of smoke.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,
"RChain's a scam, kiss all your funds good-night!"
https://s14.postimg.org/j9i3pgqch/Merry_Christmas.jpg
Holy Shit it's the best poem I have seen so far
let's spam this poem in RChain's discord XD Twas the Night before YOURChain
Twas the night before YOURChain, when all over the net,
Not a crypto was tanking, not even the AMP.
The coins were stored in their wallets with care,
In hopes that more profits soon would be there.
The RChain victims were nestled all in their basement beds,
While visions of Lambos danced in their heads.
And Don Jr on his plane, and I in my penthouse mansion,
Had just settled our brains for a long coding session.
When out on the web there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to YouTube to see what was the matter.
Away to the Bitcointalk forum I flew like a flash,
Tore up RChain's post and threw up my own in a dash.
The RGB leds on my brand new mobo,
Gave multicolor illumination to the creatures below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a rusty Subaru with a coexist sticker and a bong in the rear.
With a little, hippie driver, so greasy and slick,
I knew in a moment it must be that loser who looks like a chick!
More smelly than old Deadheads his coursers they came,
And he whined, and cried, and called them by name!
"Now, Ed! now, Christian! now, Ian and Jim!
On, Vlad! on Evan! on Hendrick and Patrick!
To the bottom of their pockets! to their very last cent!
Now scam away! Scam away! Scam away all!
As common law life partners that before him do fly,
When they can't stand his crap, they run without saying "Goodbye".
So up to the blockchain the commies they flew,
With promises made of lies, and Meredith too.
And then with a notification, I heard on my Slack.
The grasping and scratching of each little claw.
As I turned to my screen with one hand on my crypto dough,
Down my web tubes Greg came with a "brand new" ICO.
He was dressed out of Goodwill, from his head to his toes,
And his clothes were all stained with spilled Starbucks cappuccinos.
A bundle of lies he had flung on his white paper crap,
And he looked like a burglar, just opening his sack.
His eyes-how they were glazed! his smile how sleazy!
His cheeks were all sunken, his teeth all gnarly!
His mouth was ajar like a meth head on dope,
And the hair on his head was mangy from no soap.
Karl Marx's manifesto he held tight in his hands,
And the fleas they encircled his head like a filthy headband.
He had a new con, yes a new little scam,
That he claimed was "decentralized", but it needed financed!
He said a big investor had promised him ten million dollars, but only if he could raise more himself.
I laughed when I heard this for I knew no one would give him money, not even that LivelyGig guy who looks like an oversized elf.
A tear in his eye and a flip of his hair,
Soon gave me to know that he was full of hot air.
He spoke lots of words, but never did work,
And filled his own pockets, he was a big jerk.
And laying his fingers on the wallets of those about to be hosed!
And giving assurances he knew were fictitious, his illicit gains rose!
He sprang to his Subaru, to his minions he slithered,
And away lurched his car with black puff of smoke.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,
"RChain's a scam, kiss all your funds good-night!"
Twas the night before YOURChain, when all over the net,
Not a crypto was tanking, not even the AMP.
The coins were stored in their wallets with care,
In hopes that more profits soon would be there.
The RChain victims were nestled all in their basement beds,
While visions of Lambos danced in their heads.
And Don Jr on his plane, and I in my penthouse mansion,
Had just settled our brains for a long coding session.
When out on the web there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to YouTube to see what was the matter.
Away to the Bitcointalk forum I flew like a flash,
Tore up RChain's post and threw up my own in a dash.
The RGB leds on my brand new mobo,
Gave multicolor illumination to the creatures below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a rusty Subaru with a coexist sticker and a bong in the rear.
With a little, hippie driver, so greasy and slick,
I knew in a moment it must be that loser who looks like a chick!
More smelly than old Deadheads his coursers they came,
And he whined, and cried, and called them by name!
"Now, Ed! now, Christian! now, Ian and Jim!
On, Vlad! on Evan! on Hendrick and Patrick!
To the bottom of their pockets! to their very last cent!
Now scam away! Scam away! Scam away all!
As common law life partners that before him do fly,
When they can't stand his crap, they run without saying "Goodbye".
So up to the blockchain the commies they flew,
With promises made of lies, and Meredith too.
And then with a notification, I heard on my Slack.
The grasping and scratching of each little claw.
As I turned to my screen with one hand on my crypto dough,
Down my web tubes Greg came with a "brand new" ICO.
He was dressed out of Goodwill, from his head to his toes,
And his clothes were all stained with spilled Starbucks cappuccinos.
A bundle of lies he had flung on his white paper crap,
And he looked like a burglar, just opening his sack.
His eyes-how they were glazed! his smile how sleazy!
His cheeks were all sunken, his teeth all gnarly!
His mouth was ajar like a meth head on dope,
And the hair on his head was mangy from no soap.
Karl Marx's manifesto he held tight in his hands,
And the fleas they encircled his head like a filthy headband.
He had a new con, yes a new little scam,
That he claimed was "decentralized", but it needed financed!
He said a big investor had promised him ten million dollars, but only if he could raise more himself.
I laughed when I heard this for I knew no one would give him money, not even that LivelyGig guy who looks like an oversized elf.
A tear in his eye and a flip of his hair,
Soon gave me to know that he was full of hot air.
He spoke lots of words, but never did work,
And filled his own pockets, he was a big jerk.
And laying his fingers on the wallets of those about to be hosed!
And giving assurances he knew were fictitious, his illicit gains rose!
He sprang to his Subaru, to his minions he slithered,
And away lurched his car with black puff of smoke.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,
"RChain's a scam, kiss all your funds good-night!"
AMAZING!!!!, I was in the process of writing my own xmas well wishes to the community however what I just read was so beautiful. Thank you DE, Mr Dark and the whole community. You can't contain the YOURChain!!!!!
Twas the Night before YOURChain
Twas the night before YOURChain, when all over the net,
Not a crypto was tanking, not even the AMP.
The coins were stored in their wallets with care,
In hopes that more profits soon would be there.
The RChain victims were nestled all in their basement beds,
While visions of Lambos danced in their heads.
And Don Jr on his plane, and I in my penthouse mansion,
Had just settled our brains for a long coding session.
When out on the web there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to YouTube to see what was the matter.
Away to the Bitcointalk forum I flew like a flash,
Tore up RChain's post and threw up my own in a dash.
The RGB leds on my brand new mobo,
Gave multicolor illumination to the creatures below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a rusty Subaru with a coexist sticker and a bong in the rear.
With a little, hippie driver, so greasy and slick,
I knew in a moment it must be that loser who looks like a chick!
More smelly than old Deadheads his coursers they came,
And he whined, and cried, and called them by name!
"Now, Ed! now, Christian! now, Ian and Jim!
On, Vlad! on Evan! on Hendrick and Patrick!
To the bottom of their pockets! to their very last cent!
Now scam away! Scam away! Scam away all!
As common law life partners that before him do fly,
When they can't stand his crap, they run without saying "Goodbye".
So up to the blockchain the commies they flew,
With promises made of lies, and Meredith too.
And then with a notification, I heard on my Slack.
The grasping and scratching of each little claw.
As I turned to my screen with one hand on my crypto dough,
Down my web tubes Greg came with a "brand new" ICO.
He was dressed out of Goodwill, from his head to his toes,
And his clothes were all stained with spilled Starbucks cappuccinos.
A bundle of lies he had flung on his white paper crap,
And he looked like a burglar, just opening his sack.
His eyes-how they were glazed! his smile how sleazy!
His cheeks were all sunken, his teeth how gnarly!
His mouth was ajar like a meth head on dope,
And the hair on his head was mangy from no soap.
Karl Marx's manifesto he held tight in his hands,
And the fleas they encircled his head like a filthy headband.
He had a new con, yes a new little scam,
That he claimed was "decentralized", but it needed financed!
He said a big investor had promised him ten million dollars, but only if he could raise more himself.
I laughed when I heard this for I knew no one would give him money, not even that LivelyGig guy who looks like an oversized elf.
A tear in his eye and a flip of his hair,
Soon gave me to know that he was full of hot air.
He spoke lots of words, but never did work,
And filled his own pockets, he was a big jerk.
And laying his fingers on the wallets of those about to be hosed!
And giving assurances he knew were fictitious, his illicit gains rose!
He sprang to his Subaru, to his minions he slithered,
And away lurched his car with black puff of smoke.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,
"RChain's a scam, kiss all your funds good-night!"
Twas the night before YOURChain, when all over the net,
Not a crypto was tanking, not even the AMP.
The coins were stored in their wallets with care,
In hopes that more profits soon would be there.
The RChain victims were nestled all in their basement beds,
While visions of Lambos danced in their heads.
And Don Jr on his plane, and I in my penthouse mansion,
Had just settled our brains for a long coding session.
When out on the web there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to YouTube to see what was the matter.
Away to the Bitcointalk forum I flew like a flash,
Tore up RChain's post and threw up my own in a dash.
The RGB leds on my brand new mobo,
Gave multicolor illumination to the creatures below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a rusty Subaru with a coexist sticker and a bong in the rear.
With a little, hippie driver, so greasy and slick,
I knew in a moment it must be that loser who looks like a chick!
More smelly than old Deadheads his coursers they came,
And he whined, and cried, and called them by name!
"Now, Ed! now, Christian! now, Ian and Jim!
On, Vlad! on Evan! on Hendrick and Patrick!
To the bottom of their pockets! to their very last cent!
Now scam away! Scam away! Scam away all!
As common law life partners that before him do fly,
When they can't stand his crap, they run without saying "Goodbye".
So up to the blockchain the commies they flew,
With promises made of lies, and Meredith too.
And then with a notification, I heard on my Slack.
The grasping and scratching of each little claw.
As I turned to my screen with one hand on my crypto dough,
Down my web tubes Greg came with a "brand new" ICO.
He was dressed out of Goodwill, from his head to his toes,
And his clothes were all stained with spilled Starbucks cappuccinos.
A bundle of lies he had flung on his white paper crap,
And he looked like a burglar, just opening his sack.
His eyes-how they were glazed! his smile how sleazy!
His cheeks were all sunken, his teeth how gnarly!
His mouth was ajar like a meth head on dope,
And the hair on his head was mangy from no soap.
Karl Marx's manifesto he held tight in his hands,
And the fleas they encircled his head like a filthy headband.
He had a new con, yes a new little scam,
That he claimed was "decentralized", but it needed financed!
He said a big investor had promised him ten million dollars, but only if he could raise more himself.
I laughed when I heard this for I knew no one would give him money, not even that LivelyGig guy who looks like an oversized elf.
A tear in his eye and a flip of his hair,
Soon gave me to know that he was full of hot air.
He spoke lots of words, but never did work,
And filled his own pockets, he was a big jerk.
And laying his fingers on the wallets of those about to be hosed!
And giving assurances he knew were fictitious, his illicit gains rose!
He sprang to his Subaru, to his minions he slithered,
And away lurched his car with black puff of smoke.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,
"RChain's a scam, kiss all your funds good-night!"
hello swap will arrive in a minute, can i let my coin be in the wallet? and swap will be automated without shipping?
My history is that I one day stumbled upon YOURChain and it hit me right away what this project means for not only crypto but the freedom of people now and in the future across the globe, YOURChain is built to handle global volumes. I do everything I can to get involved and shine the light on this project just like it was for me, I would call myself an enabler of the YOURChain liberation revolution.
Everyone in the YOURChain revolution wins at life, because we all play a part. If the community needs a dev, I'll be a dev, if the revolution requires marketing, I'll market it with both hands, if consulting is needed on how to protect your social media and Eth wallet from being hacked due to a porno addiction, I will offer my services.
We do have an amazing huge team of devs, revolution leaders and the Donald Trump Of Crypto - DecentralizeEconomics as CEO. You've been an active community member for a long time astev, I hope you and your family have a great christmas and new year. Please spread the word and let's show everyone what it really means to be decentralized!
Will do, thanks and happy Christmas to you too!
what was the swap going on went to etherdelta and looks like no buy order anymore. YourChain need to held a campaign to make it better known and famous so there will be whale take a look into this
Rest assured we will be launching one of the biggest campaigns in crypto history coming up, whales and shrimp will flock to claim their liberation, just like the hacker claimed greg's ETH.
The whole community is about to become famous. People are waiting for some big news, and they will be getting big news
same to me, that's call enthusiasm!! many month have been through and I still don't move any single Urhoc from my wallet, Lets make YourChain live again
what was the swap going on went to etherdelta and looks like no buy order anymore. YourChain need to held a campaign to make it better known and famous so there will be whale take a look into this
Rest assured we will be launching one of the biggest campaigns in crypto history coming up, whales and shrimp will flock to claim their liberation, just like the hacker claimed greg's ETH.
The whole community is about to become famous. People are waiting for some big news, and they will be getting big news
My history is that I one day stumbled upon YOURChain and it hit me right away what this project means for not only crypto but the freedom of people now and in the future across the globe, YOURChain is built to handle global volumes. I do everything I can to get involved and shine the light on this project just like it was for me, I would call myself an enabler of the YOURChain liberation revolution.
Everyone in the YOURChain revolution wins at life, because we all play a part. If the community needs a dev, I'll be a dev, if the revolution requires marketing, I'll market it with both hands, if consulting is needed on how to protect your social media and Eth wallet from being hacked due to a porno addiction, I will offer my services.
We do have an amazing huge team of devs, revolution leaders and the Donald Trump Of Crypto - DecentralizeEconomics as CEO. You've been an active community member for a long time astev, I hope you and your family have a great christmas and new year. Please spread the word and let's show everyone what it really means to be decentralized!
Don jr bro remember those old days syncing our wallets and listening to lambo engines, making trump memes, infiltrating RCHAIN, reacting with pepe, making promotional images, text, poem, and Videos And you being the champion of each platform XD
Also known as-
1. yourchainchampion
2. Discordchampion
3. Mr_T_champion
4. RAt chef
5. Don Jr
6. Syneriochampion
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list goes on XD
Just keep that same energy high and be ready for true decentralization
When URS
Just wanted to know is Dev have finished his coding ?
Just wanted to know is Dev have finished his coding ?
what was the swap going on went to etherdelta and looks like no buy order anymore. YourChain need to held a campaign to make it better known and famous so there will be whale take a look into this
Rest assured we will be launching one of the biggest campaigns in crypto history coming up, whales and shrimp will flock to claim their liberation, just like the hacker claimed greg's ETH.
The whole community is about to become famous. People are waiting for some big news, and they will be getting big news
My history is that I one day stumbled upon YOURChain and it hit me right away what this project means for not only crypto but the freedom of people now and in the future across the globe, YOURChain is built to handle global volumes. I do everything I can to get involved and shine the light on this project just like it was for me, I would call myself an enabler of the YOURChain liberation revolution.
Everyone in the YOURChain revolution wins at life, because we all play a part. If the community needs a dev, I'll be a dev, if the revolution requires marketing, I'll market it with both hands, if consulting is needed on how to protect your social media and Eth wallet from being hacked due to a porno addiction, I will offer my services.
We do have an amazing huge team of devs, revolution leaders and the Donald Trump Of Crypto - DecentralizeEconomics as CEO. You've been an active community member for a long time astev, I hope you and your family have a great christmas and new year. Please spread the word and let's show everyone what it really means to be decentralized!
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