Cultcow Russell Greer / @ just_some_dude_named_russell29 / A Safer Nevada PAC - Swift-Obsessed Sex Pest, Convicted of E-Stalking, "Eggshell Skull Plaintiff" Pro Se Litigant, Homeless, aspiring brothel owner

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If you were Taylor Swift, whom would you rather date?

  • Russell Greer

    Votes: 117 4.5%
  • Travis Kelce

    Votes: 138 5.3%
  • Null

    Votes: 1,448 55.8%
  • Kanye West

    Votes: 283 10.9%
  • Ariana Grande

    Votes: 607 23.4%

  • Total voters
    2,593
How quickly will Russ try to sue us for copyright of using his likeness in fictional works, d’you think?
It's almost a given our tasteless little Christmas Carol will make its way into a future filing.

Now for the ending to the story:

Greer woke up from his night of terror. There must have been some sort of electrical problem with his car since rather than a time and date, the clock kept alternating between three nonsense phrases:

6

I'm

7


He knew it couldn't be 6 or 7 - he made a point of always getting up at 130AM which, as we all know, is the perfect time for submitting frivolous motions.

"Ooatevuh" Greer thought, making a mental note to blame Kiwi Farms for this. After all, it was responsible for the eviction that had left him living in this car in the first place.

"Buh whah a crashee dree tha wash, ih wash tha worsht oh my lifhe".

The ordeal had left Russ disoriented, but that didn't stop him from hearing a tapping on his window.

"Ooh could that ee" Russ murmured. Staring back at him was a stern but groggy Las Vegas County police officer.

"Sir, I'm with the police and the owners of this strip mall complained. Apparently you've been staying overnight here for days. Could I please see your driver's license and insurance papers?"

"Le me exshlain officuh, ih all shtahted wih Tayloh Shwift-" Russ knew these words well, they had gotten him unfairly punished so many times before.

"Sir, if you don't give me your license and insurance right now, I'm going to fine you for not having them on top of the parking citation".

Russ sheepishly rummaged through his glovebox. Buried underneath a mountain of Kleenex and crusty socks, he found his insurance papers and handed them to the officer.

After a few minutes to fill out the paperwork and print the citation in his car, the officer came back.

"Let me explain this to you: Here is today's date, the charge is for trespassing, and the penalty is $250. You can either pay through the county's website, or you can appear in court on January 15 to contest it."

"Officuh, ish thish day righ? Ish it Chrismash?"

"Yes, that's right. Merry Christmas".

"Buh itsh the season ofh fhorgivness"

"Yes it is, that's why the owners of the strip mall only asked me to fine you when they could have had your car towed instead." With that, the cop turned around and walked back to his car.

Before the cop even had the chance to turn on his car, Russ had already found his iPhone and begun drafting a new complaint for his discrimination and harassment suit against the Las Vegas County Police Department.

In a dimension you and I cannot even comprehend, God looked upon all this and thought to Himself "Russ really has learned nothing. I knew he was My favorite idiot for a reason". On His right side, Terry A. Davis briefly stopped laughing long enough to chime in, "what a fucking nigger".

FIN
 
Found a career for Russ. Except he's so greasy and ugly that he'd still get fired from it.

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Merry Christmas shit-lips!
 
Merry Swiftmas to all, and to all a good plight.

"I'm glad your dog is blind." - Russell Greer, disability rights activist
"The Greeks had it right with prostitution."
Εε; μαλάκα άντε να μιλήσεις πιο για πορνείο, ρε βλάκα Ρούσελ, είσαι fucking retard·τι ξέρεις;

this is fucking hilarious though:
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"Embrace Life" sitting about three lines lower than its corresponding bullet is pretty funny.
I spent Christmas morning laughing about Russell. The book is really starting to pick up at this point.
Do you see whether Russell reports your videos, or is that the sort of thing YouTube only notifies you about if the report is successful?
 
I hope Taylor Swift sings to Russ's Parkinson's dad in the hospital
In a true Swiftmas mircale, Tay calls Null and says Hardin's bill is on me get yourself something nice. That legit would break Rusty like he'd give a retards cos play of Falling Down.

What is Russell's job these days anyway, the one he claims to be working at when Hardin emails him?
I recall he was some sort of janitor after failing out of paralegal-ing, is he still doing that?
I think he's ubering eats door dashing still
 
I think he's ubering eats door dashing still
Are you telling me graduating bottom of his cohort five years into a two year diploma did not translate into a headline making career where his knowledge of alphabetical filing systems made his just as good as a bonafide lawyer?
 
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