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This one's giving me some serious Kengle vibes for some reason...
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Personal Lolcows - Lolcows in your personal life.
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Wanted to re-add a follow up. There was a massive sperging out at Creating Crimge, enough to make mainstream news. Here's a video. The shame on you chant was because they threw a Palestine flag on a Jewish guy and he took it:
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That's discriminatory against people who can't snap their fingers.
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Alright, so I feel it's about time to share another hairy Harry tale, but this one's much much shorter and simpler sorry to disappoint.
So yea that's the last of my personal Harry tales. I can do some fishing around tho and try and get some other people's stories about, plus I have a class w/ this semester and it's a writing intensive course so he'll be rife w/salt
Alternatively, I could share some tales about that Carl guy I mentioned. That guy is like the school's personal cow gold mine.
So there's this dude who comes to the lounge here and there, who's not actually a student, but he's a young local and likes to play Pokemon and Yugioh w/ the lounge regulars. We'll call him Eric. Now Eric doesn't interact w/ many lounge dwellers except for me and another friend when we play on Pokemon Showdown. He's a bit eccentric, weird, and loud, but still he's chill. So Eric's a pretty good Pokemon player so I half-jokingly refer to him as "The Pokemon Lord" to the point that me calling him the "whatever Lord" is kind of a gag between me and him. Now Harry never really talked to or hung around Eric until after he started playing Yugioh in the lounge more. So Harry and Eric are building a deck on YGOPro so I walk over to say hi to Eric, and refer to him as the "Yugioh Lord."
Now, Harry has this thing we're he has a MASSIVE ego when it comes to his success in things. I guess he fails so much, that in order to cope he blows his successes out of proportion to make himself feel better. So when I called Eric the "Lord" Harry insists to me that he logically is the "Yugioh Overlord." Because he feels the need pad his ego as much as possible. When I tried to explain that "Eric is a lord at every game he plays" as a joke, he said that he "knew" what I meant (he really didn't) and then proceeded w/ some garbled explanation about how he's a more experienced player or something. In front of Eric. Eric just kinda rolled w/ it but he didn't look happy about Harry's reactions. Harry also isn't the best Yugioh player in the lounge by far, but like I said, he tends to exaggerate his successes and "forgot" his losses.
Now, Harry has this thing we're he has a MASSIVE ego when it comes to his success in things. I guess he fails so much, that in order to cope he blows his successes out of proportion to make himself feel better. So when I called Eric the "Lord" Harry insists to me that he logically is the "Yugioh Overlord." Because he feels the need pad his ego as much as possible. When I tried to explain that "Eric is a lord at every game he plays" as a joke, he said that he "knew" what I meant (he really didn't) and then proceeded w/ some garbled explanation about how he's a more experienced player or something. In front of Eric. Eric just kinda rolled w/ it but he didn't look happy about Harry's reactions. Harry also isn't the best Yugioh player in the lounge by far, but like I said, he tends to exaggerate his successes and "forgot" his losses.
So yea that's the last of my personal Harry tales. I can do some fishing around tho and try and get some other people's stories about, plus I have a class w/ this semester and it's a writing intensive course so he'll be rife w/salt
Alternatively, I could share some tales about that Carl guy I mentioned. That guy is like the school's personal cow gold mine.
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Okay, for my last placement my school couldn't find spots for me and two other girls. I will refer to them as A and B. As a result, we had to do assignments together under the watchful eye's of one of our teachers.
First week of placement: We are supposed to write out a basic letter to our supposed clients. Now, that whole interview was an experience in and of itself, but we all did our research and B said she would write the letter. I asked her to send me a copy before she sent it in. I am SO glad that I did. The letter she wrote was completely unprofessional and would not have flown with our professors. So I asked her, "did you even look at the example from one of our textbooks?" Turns out she lost that book. So I end up completely rewriting the thing and we send it in. I even send her copies of the example from my text so she could see what she was doing.
During this whole mess, A is left out. She never asked to see a copy from B and with what was going on, I kinda forgot to include her after the initial research session.
Then there was this other project we had to do. Each of us had to interview a certain legal professional in the area about certain areas. We all came in on Friday and had to answer questions in three blocks. Our professors set it up so that we would all need to participate in each block, since we only had part of the answers. So B says "I'll do the first block from my dorm room since I forgot something. I'll send it to you guys."
So, A and I chilled in the computer lab while the timelimit for the first set is coming up and B hasn't send me an email or anything. We end up scrambling to finish before the time is up and I go to hand it in (A was making sure we didn't lose our computer). Our professor asks my A and B aren't with me, so I explain that A is guarding the computer and B went back to her dorm. That's when our Professor explains that all of us were needed to answer each set.
So, I get back and B did send me the answers...over facebook (which I didn't check until after I got back). We tell B to get back and help us.
A and I are on finishing up the second block. This time A is the one handing in the assignment when we see B on another computer with her friends. She claims she didn't see us but it wouldn't be that hard to find us if she looked. Prof tells A she wants all of us to hand in each set. Then during the final set, B leaves early to go to the gym. A and I both tell our professor what is happening.
Then another time, we were sitting in on court to take notes and B arrives very late and missed some of what she was supposed to see. On one of our last days we were looking up animals from Australia on B's phone. She swore off ever going there because of how weird the animals were.
So, yeah. That was my experience working with B. The professors were definitely seeing a problem with her behavior on what was supposed to be placement. I never imagined someone could bungle it up so badly.
First week of placement: We are supposed to write out a basic letter to our supposed clients. Now, that whole interview was an experience in and of itself, but we all did our research and B said she would write the letter. I asked her to send me a copy before she sent it in. I am SO glad that I did. The letter she wrote was completely unprofessional and would not have flown with our professors. So I asked her, "did you even look at the example from one of our textbooks?" Turns out she lost that book. So I end up completely rewriting the thing and we send it in. I even send her copies of the example from my text so she could see what she was doing.
During this whole mess, A is left out. She never asked to see a copy from B and with what was going on, I kinda forgot to include her after the initial research session.
Then there was this other project we had to do. Each of us had to interview a certain legal professional in the area about certain areas. We all came in on Friday and had to answer questions in three blocks. Our professors set it up so that we would all need to participate in each block, since we only had part of the answers. So B says "I'll do the first block from my dorm room since I forgot something. I'll send it to you guys."
So, A and I chilled in the computer lab while the timelimit for the first set is coming up and B hasn't send me an email or anything. We end up scrambling to finish before the time is up and I go to hand it in (A was making sure we didn't lose our computer). Our professor asks my A and B aren't with me, so I explain that A is guarding the computer and B went back to her dorm. That's when our Professor explains that all of us were needed to answer each set.
So, I get back and B did send me the answers...over facebook (which I didn't check until after I got back). We tell B to get back and help us.
A and I are on finishing up the second block. This time A is the one handing in the assignment when we see B on another computer with her friends. She claims she didn't see us but it wouldn't be that hard to find us if she looked. Prof tells A she wants all of us to hand in each set. Then during the final set, B leaves early to go to the gym. A and I both tell our professor what is happening.
Then another time, we were sitting in on court to take notes and B arrives very late and missed some of what she was supposed to see. On one of our last days we were looking up animals from Australia on B's phone. She swore off ever going there because of how weird the animals were.
So, yeah. That was my experience working with B. The professors were definitely seeing a problem with her behavior on what was supposed to be placement. I never imagined someone could bungle it up so badly.
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pls. thank.I can do some fishing around tho and try and get some other people's stories about, plus I have a class w/ this semester and it's a writing intensive course so he'll be rife w/salt
Alternatively, I could share some tales about that Carl guy I mentioned. That guy is like the school's personal cow gold mine.
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My second Donny story was lost with the Gandi incident, so I'll just skip ahead to my final big story about him.
I was given a project in History where me and my group we're tasked in making some type of board game based on the Lewis & Clark Expedition. We were also given the option of grouping up with other students from other periods. So it was me, my friend we'll call Bob, and another kid we'll call Jack. We needed one more person for our group and the two options left were Donny and some quiet autistic kid who wore short shorts. The choice seemed obvious to us. Unfortunately another group beat us to the autistic kid, and the group that got him were given coupons for the local bowling alley from the teacher that watches over him which sucks....I really love to bowl. So we were stuck with Donny, leading to many, many mishaps that spelled doom for our project.
So it goes without saying Donny contributed very little to the project. He mostly just sat there glaring at the three of us when we were discussing what to do for the project. He would snap at us for the smallest comment, one I remember particularly. We were working on the project when Bob sees Donny with an iPod Nano. Genuinely curious, Bob asks, "Hey Donny, is that an iPod Nano?". Donny gracefully responds with"NO SHUT THE FUCK UP I'M NOT TALKIN' TO YOU" "....but it looks like a Nano" Jack now joins the conversation "Dude, he's just asking what iPod it is"- "I DIDN'T FUCKIN' ASK HIM TO, SHUT THE FUCK UP OR I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL GET MAH AK!!". That was a typical day of work for us.
The project was about a week long. We actually got the project done a day early (Of course, without Donny's help), so the teacher told us to place it in an empty class room on the first floor where she placed other finished projects. Donny carried the project so we can give him the illusion he helped with something and we began traveling. Now I'm not going to depict Bob and Jack as saints since they DID sometimes piss Donny off on purpose to get a reaction, however, nothing they did could've warranted what happened next. It was years ago and it happened pretty fast so I don't remember the complete details, but Bob and Jack said something pretty minor to Donny, which of course put him in "AK SHOOTIN' RAGE" mode. Donny attempts to hit one of them with the project, but it slips out of his hand, over the stair railing, falling down to the first floor. This was the moment where Donny truly became infamous, the kid that threw a project down the stairs. Donny attempted to prove his innocence that he had nothing to do with the project throwing, calling us bullies, "IT WASN'T ME, IT WAS THOSE ASSHOLES", etc. But he had three very pissed off witnesses with him when he did, and we all gave the principal the same answer. The teacher, feeling pity, gave the three of us (not Donny) an A for what didn't get destroyed when he threw the project.
And that finishes my stories with Donny. He went to a technical school during my high school years so I never encountered him again. I did find his instagram account where he is shown to be addicted to screamo, stalking some girl way out of his league, and I found he works at my local supermarket. Fun.
EDIT: Here's the second story for your enjoyment. Tried to rewrite what I said originally as best as I could:
I was given a project in History where me and my group we're tasked in making some type of board game based on the Lewis & Clark Expedition. We were also given the option of grouping up with other students from other periods. So it was me, my friend we'll call Bob, and another kid we'll call Jack. We needed one more person for our group and the two options left were Donny and some quiet autistic kid who wore short shorts. The choice seemed obvious to us. Unfortunately another group beat us to the autistic kid, and the group that got him were given coupons for the local bowling alley from the teacher that watches over him which sucks....I really love to bowl. So we were stuck with Donny, leading to many, many mishaps that spelled doom for our project.
So it goes without saying Donny contributed very little to the project. He mostly just sat there glaring at the three of us when we were discussing what to do for the project. He would snap at us for the smallest comment, one I remember particularly. We were working on the project when Bob sees Donny with an iPod Nano. Genuinely curious, Bob asks, "Hey Donny, is that an iPod Nano?". Donny gracefully responds with"NO SHUT THE FUCK UP I'M NOT TALKIN' TO YOU" "....but it looks like a Nano" Jack now joins the conversation "Dude, he's just asking what iPod it is"- "I DIDN'T FUCKIN' ASK HIM TO, SHUT THE FUCK UP OR I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL GET MAH AK!!". That was a typical day of work for us.
The project was about a week long. We actually got the project done a day early (Of course, without Donny's help), so the teacher told us to place it in an empty class room on the first floor where she placed other finished projects. Donny carried the project so we can give him the illusion he helped with something and we began traveling. Now I'm not going to depict Bob and Jack as saints since they DID sometimes piss Donny off on purpose to get a reaction, however, nothing they did could've warranted what happened next. It was years ago and it happened pretty fast so I don't remember the complete details, but Bob and Jack said something pretty minor to Donny, which of course put him in "AK SHOOTIN' RAGE" mode. Donny attempts to hit one of them with the project, but it slips out of his hand, over the stair railing, falling down to the first floor. This was the moment where Donny truly became infamous, the kid that threw a project down the stairs. Donny attempted to prove his innocence that he had nothing to do with the project throwing, calling us bullies, "IT WASN'T ME, IT WAS THOSE ASSHOLES", etc. But he had three very pissed off witnesses with him when he did, and we all gave the principal the same answer. The teacher, feeling pity, gave the three of us (not Donny) an A for what didn't get destroyed when he threw the project.
And that finishes my stories with Donny. He went to a technical school during my high school years so I never encountered him again. I did find his instagram account where he is shown to be addicted to screamo, stalking some girl way out of his league, and I found he works at my local supermarket. Fun.
EDIT: Here's the second story for your enjoyment. Tried to rewrite what I said originally as best as I could:
Donny and I were in the same Math class together in 8th grade. By this point, he was aware I hated him, yet I was the closest thing he had to a friend (read: he insults me everyday since I'm cursed with sitting next to him). One day we were given a project where we had to create a story about 3d shapes splitting up and forming other shapes. We were given the freedom to do whatever we wanted with the story, overall a pretty easy assignment for a 13-year old. On the day we had to present the stories, Donny was extremely tense. IIRC, he never really had a problem with public speaking before so it was definitely different for him. He kept begging me to read his story for him. I told him in the nicest way possible for him to go fuck himself and just read the story. The teacher overheard him anyway and made him read.
I mentioned before the original story was deleted that I don't remember the story completely, but I know enough I can give you a good synopsis
"There once was a [whatever shape he picked] who lived in a happy family. One day, his parent shapes got very mad at each other, they began to argue a lot. They kept arguing, never stopping until one day, the parents split up. [The shape] began to cry, he just didn't stop crying. Eventually he cried so much that he split apart himself and eventually died. THE END."
I vividly remember the class being completely silent from how disturbing that story was, especially since the story that came before was about a shape that became a superhero. Quite the change in tone, that's for sure. My school system was pretty shitty, but I doubt that the teacher let him get away with such a creepy story without counseling. If he did get counseling, it obviously didn't help him in anyway.
And now for the small story that also got lost. This one time Donny tried stealing the hat of a friend of mine I guess as a way of looking tough (he particularly hated this guy for reasons I don't know). The problem was that my friend happened to be a member of the football team and much, much stronger than Donny ever will be. He ended up knocking Donny out in one punch. It was much more entertaining for me than boxing matches these days. I don't remember Donny ever attempting to use "physical" force to be intimidating after that, the insults never went away though.
I mentioned before the original story was deleted that I don't remember the story completely, but I know enough I can give you a good synopsis
"There once was a [whatever shape he picked] who lived in a happy family. One day, his parent shapes got very mad at each other, they began to argue a lot. They kept arguing, never stopping until one day, the parents split up. [The shape] began to cry, he just didn't stop crying. Eventually he cried so much that he split apart himself and eventually died. THE END."
I vividly remember the class being completely silent from how disturbing that story was, especially since the story that came before was about a shape that became a superhero. Quite the change in tone, that's for sure. My school system was pretty shitty, but I doubt that the teacher let him get away with such a creepy story without counseling. If he did get counseling, it obviously didn't help him in anyway.
And now for the small story that also got lost. This one time Donny tried stealing the hat of a friend of mine I guess as a way of looking tough (he particularly hated this guy for reasons I don't know). The problem was that my friend happened to be a member of the football team and much, much stronger than Donny ever will be. He ended up knocking Donny out in one punch. It was much more entertaining for me than boxing matches these days. I don't remember Donny ever attempting to use "physical" force to be intimidating after that, the insults never went away though.
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WARNING: If you are going to watch this video, please take off any headphones you are wearing and turn down your speakers, because you will go deaf otherwise.
So, one of my League friends linked this to me.
It's, umm... interesting.
(Also, for context, Bronze V is the lowest division in LoL and, basically, being there, to the community, means you have Down Syndrome.)
So, one of my League friends linked this to me.
It's, umm... interesting.
(Also, for context, Bronze V is the lowest division in LoL and, basically, being there, to the community, means you have Down Syndrome.)
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By the way, I found a pretty good representation of what Donny's punches felt like. And he was a good 3 times my size at the time
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Khalid now believes that he died back in October and has been stuck in a Groundhog Day loop ever since. An actual chat:
Also, I'm not sure if I ever told this story or not, but he doesn't know my real name. The name I gave him was fake. One of the other people in our circle DID use his real name, and Khalid managed to find his place of work, address, and a bunch of other shit. He's actually called the guy's work on a few occasions. It's really creepy.
He tried to do the same thing to me. Funnily enough, there actually did happen to be a person with my fake name living in the general location that I gave him (purely coincidental). He called this person looking for me, and the guy naturally had no clue what the hell was going on. Later that night, when I got into the chat, he said to me, "were you freaking out?" I didn't know what he was talking about, and after he told me what he did, I said that I'd cut off all contact with him if he ever did something like that again.
[6:04:50 PM] Khalid: I feel like everything is the same in my life. it's so montonous. I want to meet new people. and change my life around a bit. I mean, [his flavor of the month]'s my best friend. but she's not the only healthy relationship I can have. I should have a lot of friends like I used to back in the day. and go out do stuff. and better myself. cuz right now, every day is pretty much exactly the same.
[6:05:06 PM] Khalid: it's like Groundhog Day, kinda.
[6:06:01 PM] Khalid: which is ironically coming up...isn't it?
[6:08:49 PM] Khalid: I think I'm dead actually.
[6:10:17 PM] Me: ...shut up
[6:13:08 PM] Khalid: no like when I smoked in October, I think it killed me. like I felt out of my body. like because ever since Thanksgiving, our lives got chaotic and my mom went into a depression that caused me to take more Prozac than prescribed. and I feel like I'm going in a circle.
[6:13:19 PM] Me: You're an idiot.
[6:13:39 PM] Khalid: maybe but a scared one.
[6:14:00 PM] Me: If you were dead, then you or I couldn't be talking, now could we?
[6:14:58 PM] Me: If this was a coma fantasy, then I'd be a product of your imagination, thus would know stuff only you did.
[6:15:02 PM] Me: Which I don't.
[6:15:21 PM] Khalid: I really don't know, all I know is I need a klonopin.
[6:15:49 PM] Me: Do you tell your psychiatrists this shit?
[6:15:59 PM] Me: If not, you should.
[6:16:11 PM] Me: I'm betting that you don't.
[6:17:46 PM] Khalid: I don't even a therapist who can help me. my friends are like my therapists. but I'm fine. I feel better now. I feel much calmer now. it's just usually the stuff between my mother and aunts.
[6:18:05 PM] Me: You need to get out of there.
[6:18:15 PM] Khalid: I do.
[6:05:06 PM] Khalid: it's like Groundhog Day, kinda.
[6:06:01 PM] Khalid: which is ironically coming up...isn't it?
[6:08:49 PM] Khalid: I think I'm dead actually.
[6:10:17 PM] Me: ...shut up
[6:13:08 PM] Khalid: no like when I smoked in October, I think it killed me. like I felt out of my body. like because ever since Thanksgiving, our lives got chaotic and my mom went into a depression that caused me to take more Prozac than prescribed. and I feel like I'm going in a circle.
[6:13:19 PM] Me: You're an idiot.
[6:13:39 PM] Khalid: maybe but a scared one.
[6:14:00 PM] Me: If you were dead, then you or I couldn't be talking, now could we?
[6:14:58 PM] Me: If this was a coma fantasy, then I'd be a product of your imagination, thus would know stuff only you did.
[6:15:02 PM] Me: Which I don't.
[6:15:21 PM] Khalid: I really don't know, all I know is I need a klonopin.
[6:15:49 PM] Me: Do you tell your psychiatrists this shit?
[6:15:59 PM] Me: If not, you should.
[6:16:11 PM] Me: I'm betting that you don't.
[6:17:46 PM] Khalid: I don't even a therapist who can help me. my friends are like my therapists. but I'm fine. I feel better now. I feel much calmer now. it's just usually the stuff between my mother and aunts.
[6:18:05 PM] Me: You need to get out of there.
[6:18:15 PM] Khalid: I do.
He tried to do the same thing to me. Funnily enough, there actually did happen to be a person with my fake name living in the general location that I gave him (purely coincidental). He called this person looking for me, and the guy naturally had no clue what the hell was going on. Later that night, when I got into the chat, he said to me, "were you freaking out?" I didn't know what he was talking about, and after he told me what he did, I said that I'd cut off all contact with him if he ever did something like that again.
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So remember my genderspecial friend Ellen a few pages back? Well aside from being a rather unmotivated SJW, she's not really that much of a lolcow but her friends. Her friends are really something else. Particularly this one girl who I call Natalie, who another one of my friends hanged out with for awhile. She just turned 21, has no job, doesn't go to school, and pretty much leeches off her boyfriend, who she also treats like total shit. She spends her entire day on Tumblr and rarely gets up from her couch. She has a myriad of excuses on why she doesn't work such as "I don't have a car!", "Public transportation here is shit!", and my personal favorite "No one will hire me because I'm black!" (Ugh sounds a lot like my former roommate who blamed a lot of her self inflicted problems on her gender when in reality, it was her being a twat). She also starts up a lot of shit with her circle of friends.
There's also another friend of Ellen who posts a lot of black supremacy stuff on Facebook. Like how the Bill Cobsy rape fiasco is some white supremacy conspiracy to ruin his legacy or that white people are aliens and all of them are in cahoots with one another to intentionally oppress black people. Unlike Natalie, who I never particularly cared for, it kinda disappointed learning this about him because he seemed nice and cool in real life and I had no idea that he had some hardcore SJW tendencies. What's funny is that he talks about how much he hates white people on FB and yet is friends with a lot of white people, including Ellen.
I'll try to post particular incidents later. Until then, I'll be busy reflecting on why I come across so many batshit SJWs in life. Probably because I live in the Bay Area.
There's also another friend of Ellen who posts a lot of black supremacy stuff on Facebook. Like how the Bill Cobsy rape fiasco is some white supremacy conspiracy to ruin his legacy or that white people are aliens and all of them are in cahoots with one another to intentionally oppress black people. Unlike Natalie, who I never particularly cared for, it kinda disappointed learning this about him because he seemed nice and cool in real life and I had no idea that he had some hardcore SJW tendencies. What's funny is that he talks about how much he hates white people on FB and yet is friends with a lot of white people, including Ellen.
I'll try to post particular incidents later. Until then, I'll be busy reflecting on why I come across so many batshit SJWs in life. Probably because I live in the Bay Area.
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I would've posted this sooner, but I only became aware of this stuff recently.
I won't bore you with the complete backstory of how I know this guy. All you need to know is that we went to uni together and I ran into him through friends of friends and we ended up being friends on Facebook. Beyond that I know very little about him except that he's a big Doctor Who fan. Like, a BIG Doctor Who fan. I thought I was a big fan and I've got nothing on him. For example, he went to our university's summer ball dressed as the Doctor.
Needless to say, no-one asked him to dance with them. He's also a bit of an artist. Here's one of his comics.
So yeah. Not much of an artist/comedian. However, here's the thing which convinced me to post about him here:
You probably didn't understand a vast majority of those, but if you were particularly baffled about number nine, don't worry, you weren't the only one.
I know the guy who asked what number nine meant and he's an even bigger autist than the person who posted that. If even he doesn't get something like that, you know you're in trouble.
I won't bore you with the complete backstory of how I know this guy. All you need to know is that we went to uni together and I ran into him through friends of friends and we ended up being friends on Facebook. Beyond that I know very little about him except that he's a big Doctor Who fan. Like, a BIG Doctor Who fan. I thought I was a big fan and I've got nothing on him. For example, he went to our university's summer ball dressed as the Doctor.
Needless to say, no-one asked him to dance with them. He's also a bit of an artist. Here's one of his comics.
So yeah. Not much of an artist/comedian. However, here's the thing which convinced me to post about him here:
You probably didn't understand a vast majority of those, but if you were particularly baffled about number nine, don't worry, you weren't the only one.
I know the guy who asked what number nine meant and he's an even bigger autist than the person who posted that. If even he doesn't get something like that, you know you're in trouble.
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My friendship with my best friend was created out of mutual dislike of this one girl, our own personal lolcow. I'll try to hit key points.
- Weeb. Big weeb. Milanoo cosplays that are too small, terrible Soul Eater fanfiction, openly gushes about sexual roleplay of underage characters.
- Terrible hygiene, overweight, bad smell, bad teeth.
- Came out as "bisexual" when it started to be a cool thing to do. "Dated" like three of her friends including a self-dx schizophrenic wolfaboo, but treated them all like shit. Made a huge show of kissing them in public.
- Claimed to have been raped by a guy at our school, but changed the story constantly and occasionally insisted she was a virgin.
- After writing fanfiction about it, she apparently tried to "kill herself" with Benadryl, went to the hospital for like two days, and told literally everyone she ran into afterward that she tried to kill herself and had gone to the hospital. Claimed to self-harm but had no marks on her body.
- Posted a picture of the "meds" she had to take for her self-dx bipolar disorder. The picture showed cough syrup, an inhaler, and medicine used to treat chlamydia. She did this at least twice.
- "Dated" a guy online that she never met in person, "C". Stole my best friend's phone to have roleplay sex with C, didn't delete the gross messages, got mad when friend told her not to do that shit on her phone anymore.
- Posted her and C's drama all over Facebook. Planned to move to his home state after graduating. Somehow thought that they could get into the FBI together even though she prides herself on her self-dx disorder and he had some skeletal condition.
- Broke up with C, moved on to "date" a different guy who she also had never met in person. Unlike C who just looked kind of strange in the face because of his condition, new guy "W" looks like a straight up child molester and lives in his parents' basement Chris-Chan style. He was 25 when she "met" him at 17 years old.
- Came out as "transgender" when that started to be a "cool" thing to do, but still presented as feminine and claimed that she was trans because she liked wearing sneakers and pants instead of skirts and ballet flats. Still wore skirts and ballet flats daily. Eventually asked her FB friends if they thought she was "more genderfluid than anything". After getting no response, stopped mentioning transgender stuff.
- After graduating, moved to W's home state. Lives with him in his parents' basement. Calls him her "little child". Posts co-written fanfiction about their sex roleplays (as twelve year old characters).
- Lurks at a GamePlace-type store constantly. Works at McDonalds since getting fired from Marshall's warehouse work. W is still unemployed. His parents supply the couple with food and housing for free, when the weebs are not out at Golden Corral with their equally horrifying friends.
- Now resembles a land whale.
- Weeb. Big weeb. Milanoo cosplays that are too small, terrible Soul Eater fanfiction, openly gushes about sexual roleplay of underage characters.
- Terrible hygiene, overweight, bad smell, bad teeth.
- Came out as "bisexual" when it started to be a cool thing to do. "Dated" like three of her friends including a self-dx schizophrenic wolfaboo, but treated them all like shit. Made a huge show of kissing them in public.
- Claimed to have been raped by a guy at our school, but changed the story constantly and occasionally insisted she was a virgin.
- After writing fanfiction about it, she apparently tried to "kill herself" with Benadryl, went to the hospital for like two days, and told literally everyone she ran into afterward that she tried to kill herself and had gone to the hospital. Claimed to self-harm but had no marks on her body.
- Posted a picture of the "meds" she had to take for her self-dx bipolar disorder. The picture showed cough syrup, an inhaler, and medicine used to treat chlamydia. She did this at least twice.
- "Dated" a guy online that she never met in person, "C". Stole my best friend's phone to have roleplay sex with C, didn't delete the gross messages, got mad when friend told her not to do that shit on her phone anymore.
- Posted her and C's drama all over Facebook. Planned to move to his home state after graduating. Somehow thought that they could get into the FBI together even though she prides herself on her self-dx disorder and he had some skeletal condition.
- Broke up with C, moved on to "date" a different guy who she also had never met in person. Unlike C who just looked kind of strange in the face because of his condition, new guy "W" looks like a straight up child molester and lives in his parents' basement Chris-Chan style. He was 25 when she "met" him at 17 years old.
- Came out as "transgender" when that started to be a "cool" thing to do, but still presented as feminine and claimed that she was trans because she liked wearing sneakers and pants instead of skirts and ballet flats. Still wore skirts and ballet flats daily. Eventually asked her FB friends if they thought she was "more genderfluid than anything". After getting no response, stopped mentioning transgender stuff.
- After graduating, moved to W's home state. Lives with him in his parents' basement. Calls him her "little child". Posts co-written fanfiction about their sex roleplays (as twelve year old characters).
- Lurks at a GamePlace-type store constantly. Works at McDonalds since getting fired from Marshall's warehouse work. W is still unemployed. His parents supply the couple with food and housing for free, when the weebs are not out at Golden Corral with their equally horrifying friends.
- Now resembles a land whale.
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- Jul 28, 2014
Good God, those pictures
- Joined
- Feb 3, 2016
Those aren't even all of them. I have a whole folder of this weebchild.Good God, those pictures
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- Nov 29, 2015
Do you have pics of "C"? I know a guy who goes by that name and has a skeletal issue as well.
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- Oct 7, 2014
Good god, he looks like a lovechild of ADF and CWC.