- Joined
- Dec 28, 2014
The most ridiculous thing is most of this type of thing is only good when it's right off the griddle. Give it even 10 minutes and it's shit covered in congealed grease and industrial by-products. So you're paying twice as much for cold stale fast food that wasn't very good at its best. You're paying for a cold greasy burger what could have bought a half-decent steak.I guess if there's one thing better than that greasy Big Mac you've been craving, it's one that costs twice as much.
What's the most astounding and hilarious thing about these expenditures is how much this loser is spending to live like an utter pleb. He should be living like a king and saving up money to boot. He could have already outright owned the WAkahndo and still own the CT condo as a rental property for free money.
Only a fool would be jealous of anything about DSP other than his ability to make money. Unless you really love vidya, though, and you wouldn't doing it eight hours a day, DSP's life is miserable. He hates his job, and he hates the people he has to beg money from, while believing them to be his inferiors. These people whom he hates are his sole social interaction other than the flying monkeys Doordash sends to his door with shitty fast food. And he's so miserable he tries to blot it out with fountains of gin and greased up nude dude jpgs.
And there's no escape. It's never going to get better. It's just going to keep getting worse. He's been spiraling the toilet for years, with years in the future.
Just to maintain his current existence he has to wear a vest and spastically dance around like an organ grinder's monkey to (barely) entertain retarded children throwing nickels at him from their parents' money.

Anyone who is jealous of DSP is being jealous of that.