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I know hes doing this just to get attention like always but its still hilarious.
Andrew "I'm totally not obsessed with shit" ditch.
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Joe is in the group text probably just spectating.
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Its an archive site andy. ARCHIVE. LOOK IT UP. We still archive dead people here you dumb bitch. I myself play guitar and i can tell you without any doubt if you can learn chords you have zero issues with time and no debilitating issues with motor control.
Nobody will wipe your ass andy.
That's the post you chose to shout me out, fat boy? None of my reactions to your videos? None of my long rants?
Aw, I guess that one felt safe and kind to you I bet. Don't worry, I'll be meaner to you next time you mother murdering, father abusing, diaper eating faggot.
"A meme is not a fact, a diagnosis, or evidence. It’s someone’s fantasy dressed up as a joke."
No, you're just pretending to not understand what's being said so you can act like a victim for your orbiters. Baby andy wants ass pats so he'll make a mountain out of a molehill because he's feeling depressed over having no targets.
"So when you base your entire argument on a meme, you’re not talking about me — you’re talking about a cartoon version you made up."
You had an AI write this, didn't you boneless blobfish? You couldn't bother to type up a response because you were too busy jerking off to child porn on your VM or thinking about how funny it'd be to see your mother coughing on fumes again I bet. Its why you're building a strawman.
"You don’t know my evaluations, my disability, or my medical history. You only know the story you repeat to entertain yourselves."
You do nothing but talk about them. I have a list of everything you've ever claimed to have. If you only lied about half of it, you'd still be a drooling, immobile vegetable and the world would be a better place.
"And let me set a boundary clearly: "
You are in no place to set boundaries you shit eating slug.
"My disability is not up for debate,"
It is.
"and my support needs are not defined by strangers"
The only support you require is supports for the floor when you step inside.
"who have spent years obsessing over someone they’ve never met."
You're mad we have an archive of you, and its started to bite you in the ass. You tried to murder your family because they didn't go along with your fantasy.
"You can project whatever you want onto a meme."
That strawman can really take a beating when you attack it, and not any of the actual points I made. You're proving the meme correct, shitape. you don't want solutions, you wanna shit in a diaper.
"It still won’t make your fantasy version of me real."
You pretend to be a baby so you can shit in a diaper. that's reality.
"If I’m as irrelevant as you claim, you wouldn’t still be talking about me a decade later."
Where did I say that, its almost like you're having a delusional episode and imagining some grand supervillain speech. Next I'll twirl my mustache and say 'I'LL GET YOU NEXT TIME, POOPSQUATCH!'
"Typing, playing guitar, or using a phone has nothing to do with motor‑planning, sensory processing, or adaptive functioning."
So it gets in the way of you wiping your ass and gripping TP but magically goes away when you have to do anything else. What a mysterious illness. The doctors should crack open your skull and examine its contents. Think of the scientific progress that could be made.
"If you knew anything about disability, you’d know that."
You claimed to be legally blind, type by hunt and peck, that you can barely walk, get flustered by organizing a sock drawer, and can't tell time. Once you even said you were going to get a pacemaker for your colon. Your words, not mine.
"Calling a disabled person ‘dangerous’ because you don’t understand their disability says more about your fear than my reality."
You put 3 kinds of sleeping pills and antifreeze in your dad's coffee in an attempt to kill him. You watched your elderly mother writhe on the floor in pain, unable to get up and obstructed the door so joe couldn't help her. You waved knives at your mom and wished for her death. you put shit in her food. You gassed your mom with the oil diffuser. You re-broke your dad's ribs when you got jealous of him being in hospital.
You are 100% a danger to the people you live with.
"You don’t get to rewrite my disability to fit your meme."
You haven't even addressed anything. you saw 'meme' and went I CAN ATTACK THIS WORD AND PRETEND THAT'S ALL YOU MEANT.
"And the fact that you’re still talking about me after all these years says everything about your obsession and nothing about my life."
People like to talk about psychos. its why people still talk about jeffrey Dahmer, john wayne gacy, chris chan, and now andy ditch. You're in good company. Now go cry to your caregiver about how the mean people online screencapped you lying about yourself. Be sure to shit yourself extra hard so she has to wipe it. Ask her to smile while doing it because that's the closest thing to a friend you'll ever have.
