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That means he won't be taking scheduled breaks for dinner, cleaning, personal hygiene... in other words, he'll quickly turn into a dirty greaseball with absolutely no standards and no other worries but "mah bills" and "muh vydia gaems". He'll become the stereotypical manchild neckbeard, alone, fat, and stinking, in record time.
Again.

DSP is a cunt.
 
I didn't do that, dood. Mentally ill detractors twisiting everything I say *snort*

even though that's exactly what he did

stay classy Phil
Nah, dood, I didn't throw her under a bus! There were no buses anywhere near Leanna at the time, okay? Stupid fucking detractors can't stop spreading LIES!
 
"It'll be just like it was from 2009-14"
Imagine being the same exact person that you were 8 years ago. Or a worse person as this case shows.
Sad, pitiful, I hope she was listening because she's out and free.
Hmmm... so he conflates being free of Leanna to the period when he had some sort of success in life...
 
I think one of the reasons DSP refuses to address it on stream is that he's incapable of using the tact required in such a situation without throwing Leanna under the bus (which would give her reason to air out some of his horrifying laundry) or just coming off looking like an uncaring dipshit which could also lead to the same outcome. I honestly think he will stick to his guns and never address it in depth.
 
I love how his excuses for not doing Cooking with the King are that he's exhausted all of his recipes and he's not in a position for elaborate meals. If only there was some sort of network full of information where you can look up thousands of simple recipes to make in videos that will make your fans happy and maybe even attract new viewers.
 
I love how his excuses for not doing Cooking with the King are that he's exhausted all of his recipes and he's not in a position for elaborate meals. If only there was some sort of network full of information where you can look up thousands of simple recipes to make in videos that will make your fans happy and maybe even attract new viewers.

He could learn a thing or two from Binging with Babish.
 
An officer is called to a gated community on the outskirts of seattle to give a notice of eviction. He curses himself because it's so far out of the way and the cruiser guzzles gas, all the luxury cars parked outside the houses make him scoff. The house has a brand new car out front, an overgrown lawn, and a stench like hot ketchup. The house hasnt been painted in years.

He knocks on the door but the dust bunnies creeping out from under the door tell him its abandoned. Against his better judgement he opens the door, scraping taco bell wrappers off the floor as he goes. The stentch gets worse.

The living room floor is almost rock solid despite being carpeted, the fibers glued together by some unknown goop. The kitchen is unused, a steelpot of prego the only hint it served as anything but a place for the broken statues that litter the house.

He goes up the stairs, suffling past cans of green paint. In one room, everything has been painted green, save a cheap kodak camera on a tripod in front of an ancient loveseat. One opened can has a note attached. 'I bought these cans for you! Theyre the same color as green screen but you dont have to set them up each time! If you need help chroma keyying them just let me know, i have my ticket ready to fly out and help! Maybe we can play overwatch too? If they ever get around to adding new content to that shitty game lol
-love, BSV"

Cut into the sofa is another steelpot, this one filled with human shit marinating in piss. There seem to be more notes from this BSV person lining the pot, used as toilet paper.

Bthe bedroom is untouched. There's the vague indentation of a woman's body under the sheets, but little else of note. Ominously, a cage for a hamster sits in the corner, unused.

In the bathroom, the officer finds the owner. A local legend finally has a real name. The so called Seattle 'Squatch, who would appear at fast food joints when new items are released, has a proper name: Phil Burnell. His bloated corpse sits in a tub of marinara, wrists slit by the dozens of loot crate pina that now clog the drain. On the wall in his own blood a message written in cholesterol for whomever finds him. A suicide note, a confession, and an autobiography in four words.

"NOTHING I COULD DO"
 
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What's the matter Phil ? Afraid she'll reveal some unflattering secrets about your sex life if you do so ?
 
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