chore: update export statistics with new rants and refreshed dataset for 2024-11-07 to 2024-12-03

- Regenerate export/0_dataset.txt with updated total contributions (2725) and IHateForALiving stats (328 contributions, 0.58%)
- Add new export files: comments_per_day, comments_per_hour, comments_per_weekday PNGs for the date range
- Append new rants to existing user files (12bitfloat, AlgoRythm, Chewbanacas, CoreFusionX, Demolishun, JsonBoa) and create new rants-AceDev.txt
- Update binary wheel, source tarball, and drstats.db to version 1.3.37

export/rants-Liebranca.txt

@@ -30,4 +30,20 @@ So now I'm thinking shit, I may have gone too far in a few places...
 
 Anyway, the feature is not a 100% done: this is just the first step lmao. But I'm glad to get a break from this, though it was a very cool thing to get to work on, I definitively got severe tunnel vision focusing so much on it. Time  to return to smaller bug fixes, let's go!
 
-**ANXIETY INTENSIFIES FOR NO REASON**```
+**ANXIETY INTENSIFIES FOR NO REASON**,And so the land was finally rid of the years-long plague that had desolated a once great nation. The weary denizens let out a sigh of relief, thanking their lucky stars for this new-found peace. But it was only the beggining...
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+For although the enemy had been defeated, it's undoing was brought about by profane arcana of a much more insidious, dark nature. In saving themselves, the fools had in truth sold their very souls.
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+"Grandiose... " he muttered villanously between his teeth, fixed on a wolfish, most somber grin.
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+"Like lambs to the slaughter, my Lord" his assistant verbally circle-jackaloped him off, to great bottock-suckling effect.
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+"They will soon bow down to me... " so begat his five-hour-long expository monologue, a scheme only as devious as it was needlessly complex "and all the ass in the province shall be mine!!"
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+Indeed, all unfolded as it was foretold: unleashing the first spell of Mass Desacration would only lead to it being perfected, further corrupted, twisted, and molded into the girthiest, gnarled, grandemonic phallus of anal destruction, by which the souls of an entire people would be bound to the sexually distorted whims of an ancestral eldritch degenerate.
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+Once uppon a time, they were warned, but laughed at our harbinger -- and as penance, we abandoned them to their black fates. The extremity of the grave peril looming over their every orifice seemed a rather guffawable matter to them... and so was to us the brutal, inter-continental violation that swiftly befell theirs, most precious of human cavities.
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+Suffice to say, their anus shall never fully recover.
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+As for Wizard James, he was summarily executed via automobile-assisted castration, his jagged testicles mercilessly crushed under the weight of a thousand oxes. But that is a story for another day.```