- Joined
- Dec 20, 2018
Okay, so... Paul went back to the tranch with Alyssa in tow and frontin' like this is his triumphal and less than forty-eight hours later, he's doom posting, deleting his twitter and on his way back to the $1600 per month apartment where he fucks a baby-robot. So what the fuck happened?Sorry I'm a little late but do they need to rent a crane and cut a hole in a wall to get him back in there?
Also, isn't Paul or at least, Paul's family connections the thing that keeps all of this financed?
I realize that this is probably the wrong place for it but I'm at a weird place with the tranch. I'll laugh while they go down in flames because of their crazy financial arrangement where they're somehow an LLC and a non-profit at the same time but I also wouldn't mind seeing them get one over. I love people who find a way to live on their own termsTrue but less snappy. Forgot to say *lost what little money he had from tranch sales (probably) on there too.
Don't get me wrong, the tranch was a shithole but at least it was something more than Alyssa's hovel. Even then, he put so much value on it that he wants to be the RIGHTFUL LEADER of the tranch with Alyssa as his tendie slave at his side and has tard raged over people not kissing his and her ass as much as he hoped. He may have lost control of a turd, but it is a prized turd worth 100mil in his mind and therefor still is a loss for him.
Sadly, Sky probably isn't a loss aside from legal issues.![]()
Even if you're fucking it up left and right because your only lens on the world is twitter, even if you'll only have it for a time because you're insanely out of your depth and you took on the task of running a ranch while being a bunch of clout-chasing gender-blobs that are perfectly willing to slander their neighbors for griftbux and asspats? Even if you took your griftbux that could have been used to buy a tractor and instead financed said tractor, thereby making the day of reckoning that much more catastrophic? Even if you shitcanned a potential stream of income because some fucking rando furry on twitter threw a fit? Even if you did all of this in service to an ideology that is based entirely around what you wish were true rather than what is true?
You're still with your tribe, trying to make something work. You're trying to carve a home out of nothing so that you can have something, even if that something is being crammed assholes to elbows with a bunch of other dysfunctional fucks who are as ill-suited to their situation as you are. That's a roof over your head, a steady meal and your in-group until it all comes crashing down. And that in-group includes someone that you fucking married; that means something, even if you didn't realize it.
Paul? You made your bed. Now sleep in it.