If stereotypes are his due punishment, then after his day shift at the dry cleaners, he should go work as a waiter at a Chinese restaurant and have to pretend to be amused and pleased by white patrons pulling their eyes slanted, bowing and putting their hands together going "Ah-so ah-so", and making endless witty "jokes" about "Flied Lice".
if he is going to work in a chinese restaurant he should be forced to sing christmas songs in a stereotypical Chinese voice:
That's not the scene that reminds me the most of Dong Long Gone. This is:
This is how I imagine a "girls talk" goes when they don't immediately pick up the phone at 6 in the morning
I wass about to bone my girlfriend out at the lake, but suddenly she yelled, so I looked up and it wass Elliot Fong Jones! Then I went back to bone her but the mosquitoes were going crazy and she said there wass no hway..
All work and no coom makes Elliot a brick-faced ancestor-murdering chink tranny who's slowly going blind.
I can't remember if I've seen a photo of Elliot without makeup and his favorite purple lipstick before. Dude's looking a bit sallow – even for an Asiatic, I mean.
I am picturing a poor personal support worker being forced to read Thwomp his thread and the poor worker having to dodge used dilators when Elliot seethes after every post.
Nah, Blind niggas can actually surf the web. He’ll most likely have an AI or weekly assistant (if his money is burned on his autoimmune shit) trying to decipher esoteric memes making fun of him.
So much of me wants this to be just funny, but it's kind of terrifying that some blind deformed monster with freaky features will be lurking around the back alleys of our forum, scraping information using any alternate to sight to continue their prowl for Kiwi blood. Like some kind of eldritch creature, when they aren't on the hunt, they voluntarily bleed themselves from the groin daily for purposes far too alien for our understanding and practice depraved rituals to anthropomorphic depictions of what they yearn to become.
Isn’t like half the point of Lovecraft the pointless horror of the existence of the monsters? That they look as if every second of their existence is agony.
They look like that because their nature is incomprehensible to our feeble minds.
I mean he took inspiration from Deep Sea Creatures dredged up from the abyssal plane that were horribly damaged by pressure shifts so can you blame me?
Consent accidented in a TGI Fridays by Thwomp with his kermit voice.
Imagine exploring cylopean ruins deep in some Jungle, and you see something moving back down a tunnel, and in the shadow on the wall you see this hunched over shadow, virgin walking towards you with a strangely square head...
