Inactive Richard "Lowtax" Kyanka - Deadbeat (emphasis on "Dead") founder of Something Awful, forced out of his own community, on his second divorce, stuck his dick in crazy, "Birth Giver"

[piss challenge]

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WAIT TILL WE SEE THOSE CHAT LOGS, THAT PATREON IS GONNA SHOOT RIGHT BACK UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!

More like my dick’s gonna shoot back up

 

[AnOminous]

Provided to me by a friend of a friend of an admin, to whom Lowtax sent it to "prove" that he didn't beat Logan. Have fun dissecting it, fellow Kiwis and remember, in the words of Lowtax on an Ambien/boxwine bender 10 seconds into the clip himself: "wHo gIVeS a ShIt aBoUT kiWiFarMs".

You know there's gonna be a techno remix of that shit.

 

[Kulee Baba]

God even when fighting they’re so boring.

dick should cancel lowtax’ appearance

I have never been more excited for a Dick Show appearance. Hopefully Lowtax will reveal a recording of him beating Logan.

"See look Dick, it's just a little slap. She's fine! This ol drunky just gets these grand delusions in her head guys, she doesn't remember shit. STOP SCREAMING LOGAN GOD YOU'RE EMBARRASSING ME. Now all you gotta do is give her a light kick in the stomach and it makes her calm down. Really I'm just helping her."

 

[Ilmseil]

nah, not unless the “exonerating texts” surface too

"Alright everyone welcome back from our commercial break, last time Lowtax here played his incredible exonerating video recording, now he's going to show us his evidence completely vindicating him via chatlogs."

"Ah, and Dick, here for your stream's perusal, is further exoneration for me. My Patreon, again, is @GamingGarbage for everyone who is going to resub immediately here."

*screenshots pop up*

LT: Fuckin cunt u ruined my life

LD: im so sry rich i love u so much

LT: shoulda thought of that before you fucked me over gooftroop. im gonna fuckin rape u

LD: please please forgive me i wuz having a panic attack

LT: bitch

LD: hunny? pls answer me

LT: y u fuckin slut? crazy bitch

LD: pls give me another chance ur right i was actin so crazy

LT: yeah mebbe. gonna hafta negotiate for that, come over 2morrow. u fuckin show up before i wake up at 6 pm i swear to fuck im cancelling your room a the motel 8. make suire u bring 2 boxes of my wine

LD: ok hunny i luv u so much

LT: shut the fuck up


So about the same caliber of "exoneration" as his little clip there, lmao

 

[MirnaMinkoff]

Que Logan retracting her accusations again because he does love her and this is all her fault.

Classic manipulation.

Logan, I love you, but I hate the alcoholic!. I can’t take the abuse of a chronic booze hound hopped up on anti-psychotics any more. I’ve I prayed you would change, it was my most desperate hope, but until you commit to your sobriety and put down the bottle I can’t give you my heart.

sincerely,
—Lowtax, the real victim of a hopeless alcoholic mentally ill woman who’s on anti-psychotics who lies a lot, esp about me abusing her.

 

[Ghostse]

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edit: no archive - it's a reply to Bogan's last FB post, if anyone can do the needful.

But again, remember that this was just a business relationship. He wasn't romantically interested or involved in Logan, he definitely only went to Utah to pitch scripts and review business plans, definitely not to cheat on his wife, who he left alone with their kid over thanksgiving.

I mean, that's what all my emails to coworkers sound like, I'm assuming that's true for everyone.

 

[RapidUnplannedDisassembly]

He preys upon vulnerable, broken people. Then when they crack or slip up, which is inevitable around an abusive partner, he behaves absolutely blameless as they fall apart. Hell of a strategy.

 

[PTNR 2.0]

He's a transcript:
R = Lowtax
L = Logan

L: *unintelligible mumbling*
R: Yeah, what kind of respect have you showing to me that I should be looking in your face?
L: I've been defending you on Kiwifarms all day long.
R: Who gives a shit about Kiwifarms?
L: Uh... (your lawyer)
R: I didn't ask you to do that.
L: Your lawyer...
R: I didn't ask you to do that.
L: Richard...
R: What?
L: Why do you hate me?
R: I just wish that you'd leave me alone. I don't like you. I don't wanna be with you. I wish you would respect that.
L: Okay, well, um... I... spoke to the police officer yesterday...
R: Uh huh...
L: And she said that I... have a lot of things here.
R: Uh huh...
L: And I don't know what it is that you're trying to accomplish, Richard.
R: I'm trying to accomplish you leaving because I don't want you here anymore.
L: What are you going to get in exchange?
R: I don't want anything in exchange, I just want you gone.
L: Because you dislike me?
R: YES!
*footsteps*
L: Why are you the way that you are?
R: I dunno, probably the same reason you called my ex-wife to say that, y'know, I hit you last night and you lied to her. And probably the same reason why now you're trying to...
L: I fixed it.
R: You fixed it?
L: I fixed it.
R: The fact that you LIED and then you lied again. Which one was the real lie?
L: Well, the real lie is that I had a panic attack.
R: The real lie is that you had a panic attack.
L: But it's not a lie. It's very true. I had a panic attack.
R: You'd been drinking.
L: Well... I think that... a panic attack and h... having been drinking are not mutually exclusive.
R: Uh huh... so then you just lied to the police.
L: No, I didn't.
R: No, what did you say to police?
L: What does it matter to you?
R: Because you're telling somebody something that you said about me, and I'd like to know what it was!
L: I said that you... threw me on the ground.
R: I threw you on the ground?
L: But they didn't believe it. Did they.
R: Why is that?
L: Because... I was... clearly in the midst of a... an episode.
R: YEAH. And maybe because it didn't happen?
L: I think that...
R: You cannot remember anythings that happen after you've been drinking, YOU KNOW THAT.
L: I... remember... what you've told me.
R: Yeah. But this time you don't remember this.
L: No, I...
R: THIS time, YOU remember FOR SURE what happened here.
L: No, I remember what you told me. I remember that I, I *felt* as if you had hit me but what had actually happened was you had stood up and your feet were slippery and I had roused you from sleep very quickly.
R *slurring*: Yes, you had punched me in my herniated disk that was up against my nerve... after you sending me probably about 30 messages saying how you wanted to kill yourself and how I treat you like shit.
L: Well... I just know that... when... I... fell to the ground, it was because it was an accident... it was...
R: Uh huh, but you told the police officer that I back-handed you, so you lied to the police.
L: The police didn't take a statement...
R: But you lied to the police.
L: The police didn't take a statement.
R: That's for... that's... not... what I'm asking! It's yes or no, did you or did you not lie to the police just like did you or did you not lie to my ex-wife?!
L: I... lied... I don't remember what it was that was the truth or a lie at the time.
R: Oh, okay. But you just told me that you lied.
L: Well, NOW I know that. And that's what I was saying on Kiwi Farms is that I said that I... I had roused you...
R: Heh. "Roused me".
L: And you felt that I had hit you in the back of the neck and I did not INTEND that...
R: Why did you even need to put that on another website?
L: Because I wanted to have proof that... uh... what had happened was totally... uh... copacetic at the time.
R: Mmm.
L: It was not at all abnormal.
R: And now you're going to lie to the police to stay here?
L: What do you mean "lie to the police"?"
R: Well, you already lied to them once, I assume you're going to lie to them again to stay here.
L: Why would I lie to them?
R: Because you were just telling me how, uh, you've been here for 30 days which means that you're a tenant.
L: I've been here since... May 5th. Which is the truth. That's not a lie.
R: Okay.
L: And it's... I'm sorry, what?
R: I said hold on. You can get away, out of my face, please.
L: What's wrong with you?
R: I don't want you in my face. I don't want there to be another sudden confrontation from you.
L: Well, what are you writing?
R: I'm TYPING IN how long it takes before somebody becomes, uh, a resident.
L: So you don't want me here?
R: No, I don't want you here.
L: But... I thought you said I could stay until tomorrow?
R: I said you could stay until you got your packages. But if you're going to be... making up or hearing things, saying that you're going to bring me to court to keep you here for 30 days, then I'm not going to let you bring... stay that long, and you're leaving tomorrow.
L: I'm not... making up anything.
R: Mmm.
L: I just... I want us to be... I want us to be... peaceful.
R: That's not going to happen. You've burned every bridge that you had.
L: Why?
R: Hmm?
L: Why?
R: WHY?! Because of all the LIES, the you attacking me in the middle of the night, you screaming at me, you not respecting me, you not listening to me, you... you ignoring me when I asked you to STOP drinking and you continuing to drink! You're not respecting ME AT ALL! Everything
L: I...
R: NO.
L: That doesn't sound at all like actual... like, like, these don't sound like actual accusations in a court of law.
R: WHAT?! You don't have to PROVE why you DON'T LOVE SOMEONE IN A COURT OF LAW!! I'm not MARRIED TO YOU!
L: Well, no... but... um, I've been here since the 5th of May...
R: Okay.
L: And I'm pretty sure I count as a tenant.
R: Okay.
L: And... y'know, if you hate me that bad, then that's very unfortunate.
R: Mmm. You're not required to give a guest a 30 day notice no matter how long that person has lived in your home. *clicks tongue* Huh!
L: No, but wh... do you own this home? Is that th..
R: No, I'll have *someone, can't make out name; Sean Pink?* do it. She'll kick your ass out in a day.
L: Why are you looking at him?
R: I just did.
L: Can I see? *a long pause* Alright, lemme look. Let ME look at something. Hehehe.
*another long pause*
L: Why are you treating me this way?
R: I've... are you going to ask that question, seriously, again?
L: So you don't love me at all?
R: No, like I've said: you've burned every single bridge.
L: You don't...
R: You have.
L: That's so sad.
R: It is sad.
L: It's sad on your behalf.
R: Why is that?
L: Because... your soul is...
R: *incredulously* My soul?!
L: ... is so cold.
R: How was your soul last night?
L: Uh...
R: How was your soul when I asked you to not drink and you keep drinking. How was YOUR soul when I would ask if you'd been drinking and you'd lie to me and say that you weren't.
L: My soul... was... struggling every single time. My soul was in full, in full view of whatever it is that you believe in. But your soul is, uh, you don't have one.
R: Well. That's terrible.
L: It IS terrible for you. Why are you being this way? I thought you said that we could talk tomorrow.
R: Because I... I never said this longer than 20 minutes ago, so you don't remember, I said if you're going to try to LEGALLY stay here for 30 days, and you're going to try to take me to court, then I have NOTHING left to say to you!
L: Well... I... I just wanna talk to you mano a mano, that's all I care about.
R: Yeah, and I asked you for one thing...
L: I'm not tryna go to court...
R: You just said repeatedly that you WILL take me to court.
L: I... y'know... I have no desire to go to court.
R: Then why did you just say that you will take me to court?
L: I... b-because you can't just throw me out.
R: I'm not THROWING you out, and you can't just lie to police and you can't just lie to my ex-wife and you can't just RUIN MY LIFE.
L: I've been... remedying... everything said, since last night, I... I've been sitting on, uh, uh, Kiwifarms.
R: *at mention of KF* Mmm!
L: I've been sitting and I've been saying you're an honorable man, that you did nothing wrong, that I was the one who, uh, acted improperly.
R: Mmm. Did I ask you to do that?
L: Well, no.
R: No. What did I only ask for you to do? To text me. And are you doing that?
L: I don't know what you want from me, Richard.
R: I don't know how to explain this any clearer: I said one thing: I want you to text me. I do not want to see you tonight. I do not want to talk to you tonight. If you have a question, you may text me. But I don't want you near me.
L: Why are you doing this now? What... why... what if we can talk about this in a couple of days?
R: What if...
L: Or what if tomorrow?
R: What if! We'll deal with that then, but right now you're not even showing me the respect to listen to the ONE rule.
L: What's your one rule?
R: I JUST TOLD YOU WHAT MY ONE RULE IS.
L: Text you.
R: Yes.
L: Wh...
R: And see? You can't even listen, like, I say "this is the rule". And instead of saying "okay, that's the rule", you have to argue with me, and we get no where with this.
L: I've been trying to talk to you, it, w-would you like for me to enter the thread and say "Rich said..."
R: I DON'T CARE what you say on Kiwi Farms.
L: You don't care?
R: No.
L: Okay.
R: But can you please do it up stairs, where I asked?
L: I'm sorry. Were you speaking to me?
R: Why are you saying it like that? I asked you one thing...
L: UH, I'M SORRY, you wanted me to say "sir", well...
R: WHAT?!
L: Well, um, I'm not gonna say "sir" anymore.
R: Okay. Don't do it. I don't like being called "sir". I told you that.
L: *giggles* Good. Then what the fuck do you want?
R: I ASKED YOU if you could PLEASE go up stairs!
L: Um, I think I'll stand right here.
R: 'k, then I will call the cops.
L: You're gonna call the cops?
R: Mmm, yeah.
L: Y... *recording ends*

 

[Ghostse]

Did Low-T learn nothing from the pros?

I have not seen this before. What's the context on this?

 

[AnOminous]

A normal person would say "I've never done anything to a woman". "I've never once been convicted.." is really interesting wording.

How does this lunatic invariably come up with the most incredibly self-incriminating ways of "denying" things?

 

[Ghostse]

R: Why are you saying it like that? I asked you one thing...
L: UH, I'M SORRY, you wanted me to say "sir", well...
R: WHAT?!
L: Well, um, I'm not gonna say "sir" anymore.

TY.

I'm now going to go scramble my frontal lobe with a coathanger until I don't remember I read that part.

 

[metroid_fetish]

How does this lunatic invariably come up with the most incredibly self-incriminating ways of "denying" things?

"I never hit her with my left hand. The stupid bitch knows I'm right handed!"

 

[George Floyd Sneed]

Sorry Null but you can’t shut down the forums until this saga is over.

 

[MirnaMinkoff]

He's a transcript:
R = Lowtax
L = Logan

L: *unintelligible mumbling*
R: Yeah, what kind of respect have you showing to me that I should be looking in your face?
L: I've been defending you on Kiwifarms all day long.
R: Who gives a shit about Kiwifarms?
L: Uh... (your lawyer)
R: I didn't ask you to do that.
L: Your lawyer...
R: I didn't ask you to do that.
L: Richard...
R: What?
L: Why do you hate me?
R: I just wish that you'd leave me alone. I don't like you. I don't wanna be with you. I wish you would respect that.
L: Okay, well, um... I... spoke to the police officer yesterday...
R: Uh huh...
L: And she said that I... have a lot of things here.
R: Uh huh...
L: And I don't know what it is that you're trying to accomplish, Richard.
R: I'm trying to accomplish you leaving because I don't want you here anymore.
L: What are you going to get in exchange?
R: I don't want anything in exchange, I just want you gone.
L: Because you dislike me?
R: YES!
*footsteps*
L: Why are you the way that you are?
R: I dunno, probably the same reason you called my ex-wife to say that, y'know, I hit you last night and you lied to her. And probably the same reason why now you're trying to...
L: I fixed it.
R: You fixed it?
L: I fixed it.
R: The fact that you LIED and then you lied again. Which one was the real lie?
L: Well, the real lie is that I had a panic attack.
R: The real lie is that you had a panic attack.
L: But it's not a lie. It's very true. I had a panic attack.
R: You'd been drinking.
L: Well... I think that... a panic attack and h... having been drinking are not mutually exclusive.
R: Uh huh... so then you just lied to the police.
L: No, I didn't.
R: No, what did you say to police?
L: What does it matter to you?
R: Because you're telling somebody something that you said about me, and I'd like to know what it was!
L: I said that you... threw me on the ground.
R: I threw you on the ground?
L: But they didn't believe it. Did they.
R: Why is that?
L: Because... I was... clearly in the midst of a... an episode.
R: YEAH. And maybe because it didn't happen?
L: I think that...
R: You cannot remember anythings that happen after you've been drinking, YOU KNOW THAT.
L: I... remember... what you've told me.
R: Yeah. But this time you don't remember this.
L: No, I...
R: THIS time, YOU remember FOR SURE what happened here.
L: No, I remember what you told me. I remember that I, I *felt* as if you had hit me but what had actually happened was you had stood up and your feet were slippery and I had roused you from sleep very quickly.
R *slurring*: Yes, you had punched me in my herniated disk that was up against my nerve... after you sending me probably about 30 messages saying how you wanted to kill yourself and how I treat you like shit.
L: Well... I just know that... when... I... fell to the ground, it was because it was an accident... it was...
R: Uh huh, but you told the police officer that I back-handed you, so you lied to the police.
L: The police didn't take a statement...
R: But you lied to the police.
L: The police didn't take a statement.
R: That's for... that's... not... what I'm asking! It's yes or no, did you or did you not lie to the police just like did you or did you not lie to my ex-wife?!
L: I... lied... I don't remember what it was that was the truth or a lie at the time.
R: Oh, okay. But you just told me that you lied.
L: Well, NOW I know that. And that's what I was saying on Kiwi Farms is that I said that I... I had roused you...
R: Heh. "Roused me".
L: And you felt that I had hit you in the back of the neck and I did not INTEND that...
R: Why did you even need to put that on another website?
L: Because I wanted to have proof that... uh... what had happened was totally... uh... copacetic at the time.
R: Mmm.
L: It was not at all abnormal.
R: And now you're going to lie to the police to stay here?
L: What do you mean "lie to the police"?"
R: Well, you already lied to them once, I assume you're going to lie to them again to stay here.
L: Why would I lie to them?
R: Because you were just telling me how, uh, you've been here for 30 days which means that you're a tenant.
L: I've been here since... May 5th. Which is the truth. That's not a lie.
R: Okay.
L: And it's... I'm sorry, what?
R: I said hold on. You can get away, out of my face, please.
L: What's wrong with you?
R: I don't want you in my face. I don't want there to be another sudden confrontation from you.
L: Well, what are you writing?
R: I'm TYPING IN how long it takes before somebody becomes, uh, a resident.
L: So you don't want me here?
R: No, I don't want you here.
L: But... I thought you said I could stay until tomorrow?
R: I said you could stay until you got your packages. But if you're going to be... making up or hearing things, saying that you're going to bring me to court to keep you here for 30 days, then I'm not going to let you bring... stay that long, and you're leaving tomorrow.
L: I'm not... making up anything.
R: Mmm.
L: I just... I want us to be... I want us to be... peaceful.
R: That's not going to happen. You've burned every bridge that you had.
L: Why?
R: Hmm?
L: Why?
R: WHY?! Because of all the LIES, the you attacking me in the middle of the night, you screaming at me, you not respecting me, you not listening to me, you... you ignoring me when I asked you to STOP drinking and you continuing to drink! You're not respecting ME AT ALL! Everything
L: I...
R: NO.
L: That doesn't sound at all like actual... like, like, these don't sound like actual accusations in a court of law.
R: WHAT?! You don't have to PROVE why you DON'T LOVE SOMEONE IN A COURT OF LAW!! I'm not MARRIED TO YOU!
L: Well, no... but... um, I've been here since the 5th of May...
R: Okay.
L: And I'm pretty sure I count as a tenant.
R: Okay.
L: And... y'know, if you hate me that bad, then that's very unfortunate.
R: Mmm. You're not required to give a guest a 30 day notice no matter how long that person has lived in your home. *clicks tongue* Huh!
L: No, but wh... do you own this home? Is that th..
R: No, I'll have *someone, can't make out name; Sean Pink?* do it. She'll kick your ass out in a day.
L: Why are you looking at him?
R: I just did.
L: Can I see? *a long pause* Alright, lemme look. Let ME look at something. Hehehe.
*another long pause*
L: Why are you treating me this way?
R: I've... are you going to ask that question, seriously, again?
L: So you don't love me at all?
R: No, like I've said: you've burned every single bridge.
L: You don't...
R: You have.
L: That's so sad.
R: It is sad.
L: It's sad on your behalf.
R: Why is that?
L: Because... your soul is...
R: *incredulously* My soul?!
L: ... is so cold.
R: How was your soul last night?
L: Uh...
R: How was your soul when I asked you to not drink and you keep drinking. How was YOUR soul when I would ask if you'd been drinking and you'd lie to me and say that you weren't.
L: My soul... was... struggling every single time. My soul was in full, in full view of whatever it is that you believe in. But your soul is, uh, you don't have one.
R: Well. That's terrible.
L: It IS terrible for you. Why are you being this way? I thought you said that we could talk tomorrow.
R: Because I... I never said this longer than 20 minutes ago, so you don't remember, I said if you're going to try to LEGALLY stay here for 30 days, and you're going to try to take me to court, then I have NOTHING left to say to you!
L: Well... I... I just wanna talk to you mano a mano, that's all I care about.
R: Yeah, and I asked you for one thing...
L: I'm not tryna go to court...
R: You just said repeatedly that you WILL take me to court.
L: I... y'know... I have no desire to go to court.
R: Then why did you just say that you will take me to court?
L: I... b-because you can't just throw me out.
R: I'm not THROWING you out, and you can't just lie to police and you can't just lie to my ex-wife and you can't just RUIN MY LIFE.
L: I've been... remedying... everything said, since last night, I... I've been sitting on, uh, uh, Kiwifarms.
R: *at mention of KF* Mmm!
L: I've been sitting and I've been saying you're an honorable man, that you did nothing wrong, that I was the one who, uh, acted improperly.
R: Mmm. Did I ask you to do that?
L: Well, no.
R: No. What did I only ask for you to do? To text me. And are you doing that?
L: I don't know what you want from me, Richard.
R: I don't know how to explain this any clearer: I said one thing: I want you to text me. I do not want to see you tonight. I do not want to talk to you tonight. If you have a question, you may text me. But I don't want you near me.
L: Why are you doing this now? What... why... what if we can talk about this in a couple of days?
R: What if...
L: Or what if tomorrow?
R: What if! We'll deal with that then, but right now you're not even showing me the respect to listen to the ONE rule.
L: What's your one rule?
R: I JUST TOLD YOU WHAT MY ONE RULE IS.
L: Text you.
R: Yes.
L: Wh...
R: And see? You can't even listen, like, I say "this is the rule". And instead of saying "okay, that's the rule", you have to argue with me, and we get no where with this.
L: I've been trying to talk to you, it, w-would you like for me to enter the thread and say "Rich said..."
R: I DON'T CARE what you say on Kiwi Farms.
L: You don't care?
R: No.
L: Okay.
R: But can you please do it up stairs, where I asked?
L: I'm sorry. Were you speaking to me?
R: Why are you saying it like that? I asked you one thing...
L: UH, I'M SORRY, you wanted me to say "sir", well...
R: WHAT?!
L: Well, um, I'm not gonna say "sir" anymore.
R: Okay. Don't do it. I don't like being called "sir". I told you that.
L: *giggles* Good. Then what the fuck do you want?
R: I ASKED YOU if you could PLEASE go up stairs!
L: Um, I think I'll stand right here.
R: 'k, then I will call the cops.
L: You're gonna call the cops?
R: Mmm, yeah.
L: Y... *recording ends*

I was fucking dead right about Logan coming here because Lowtax was hiding in his basement and wasn’t answering her texts. She came and posted a crazy defense of Lowtax here. He still is ignores her, so she goes downstairs to tell him about her KF post (which you damn well know he already read) He is angry she is in his room and actually tells her she’s only allowed to text him...as they sit in the same house.

This shit sounds just like the ”slappening” fight he had with Ashlii. A argument, Lowtax goes and hides, they text Lowtax, Lowtax ignores them, the woman gets angry Lowtax is ignoring them and won’t talk to them. They go try to talk to Lowtax, the nerve. Then kaboom! Lowtax again claiming these evil women brutes hit him...lol goddamn..on his fucking herniated disc (or injured neck in Ashlii’s case).

He likes to only text with his women so he can at least feel like he’s banning them when he ignores their messages. He must be so pissed they dont have to pay $10 for him to stop ignoring them.

 

[Sir Wesley Tailpipe]

I dont get why he would choose the Dick Show. Does he think his fanbase of rabid SJWs like Dick Masterson? They probably think hes a white supremacist.

Dude, they think EVERYONE is a literal Nazi,


Richard is what you get when a narcissist is raised by a lawyer,

 

[Sabrina]

He's a transcript:
R = Lowtax
L = Logan

L: *unintelligible mumbling*
R: Yeah, what kind of respect have you showing to me that I should be looking in your face?
L: I've been defending you on Kiwifarms all day long.
R: Who gives a shit about Kiwifarms?
L: Uh... (your lawyer)
R: I didn't ask you to do that.
L: Your lawyer...
R: I didn't ask you to do that.
L: Richard...
R: What?
L: Why do you hate me?
R: I just wish that you'd leave me alone. I don't like you. I don't wanna be with you. I wish you would respect that.
L: Okay, well, um... I... spoke to the police officer yesterday...
R: Uh huh...
L: And she said that I... have a lot of things here.
R: Uh huh...
L: And I don't know what it is that you're trying to accomplish, Richard.
R: I'm trying to accomplish you leaving because I don't want you here anymore.
L: What are you going to get in exchange?
R: I don't want anything in exchange, I just want you gone.
L: Because you dislike me?
R: YES!
*footsteps*
L: Why are you the way that you are?
R: I dunno, probably the same reason you called my ex-wife to say that, y'know, I hit you last night and you lied to her. And probably the same reason why now you're trying to...
L: I fixed it.
R: You fixed it?
L: I fixed it.
R: The fact that you LIED and then you lied again. Which one was the real lie?
L: Well, the real lie is that I had a panic attack.
R: The real lie is that you had a panic attack.
L: But it's not a lie. It's very true. I had a panic attack.
R: You'd been drinking.
L: Well... I think that... a panic attack and h... having been drinking are not mutually exclusive.
R: Uh huh... so then you just lied to the police.
L: No, I didn't.
R: No, what did you say to police?
L: What does it matter to you?
R: Because you're telling somebody something that you said about me, and I'd like to know what it was!
L: I said that you... threw me on the ground.
R: I threw you on the ground?
L: But they didn't believe it. Did they.
R: Why is that?
L: Because... I was... clearly in the midst of a... an episode.
R: YEAH. And maybe because it didn't happen?
L: I think that...
R: You cannot remember anythings that happen after you've been drinking, YOU KNOW THAT.
L: I... remember... what you've told me.
R: Yeah. But this time you don't remember this.
L: No, I...
R: THIS time, YOU remember FOR SURE what happened here.
L: No, I remember what you told me. I remember that I, I *felt* as if you had hit me but what had actually happened was you had stood up and your feet were slippery and I had roused you from sleep very quickly.
R *slurring*: Yes, you had punched me in my herniated disk that was up against my nerve... after you sending me probably about 30 messages saying how you wanted to kill yourself and how I treat you like shit.
L: Well... I just know that... when... I... fell to the ground, it was because it was an accident... it was...
R: Uh huh, but you told the police officer that I back-handed you, so you lied to the police.
L: The police didn't take a statement...
R: But you lied to the police.
L: The police didn't take a statement.
R: That's for... that's... not... what I'm asking! It's yes or no, did you or did you not lie to the police just like did you or did you not lie to my ex-wife?!
L: I... lied... I don't remember what it was that was the truth or a lie at the time.
R: Oh, okay. But you just told me that you lied.
L: Well, NOW I know that. And that's what I was saying on Kiwi Farms is that I said that I... I had roused you...
R: Heh. "Roused me".
L: And you felt that I had hit you in the back of the neck and I did not INTEND that...
R: Why did you even need to put that on another website?
L: Because I wanted to have proof that... uh... what had happened was totally... uh... copacetic at the time.
R: Mmm.
L: It was not at all abnormal.
R: And now you're going to lie to the police to stay here?
L: What do you mean "lie to the police"?"
R: Well, you already lied to them once, I assume you're going to lie to them again to stay here.
L: Why would I lie to them?
R: Because you were just telling me how, uh, you've been here for 30 days which means that you're a tenant.
L: I've been here since... May 5th. Which is the truth. That's not a lie.
R: Okay.
L: And it's... I'm sorry, what?
R: I said hold on. You can get away, out of my face, please.
L: What's wrong with you?
R: I don't want you in my face. I don't want there to be another sudden confrontation from you.
L: Well, what are you writing?
R: I'm TYPING IN how long it takes before somebody becomes, uh, a resident.
L: So you don't want me here?
R: No, I don't want you here.
L: But... I thought you said I could stay until tomorrow?
R: I said you could stay until you got your packages. But if you're going to be... making up or hearing things, saying that you're going to bring me to court to keep you here for 30 days, then I'm not going to let you bring... stay that long, and you're leaving tomorrow.
L: I'm not... making up anything.
R: Mmm.
L: I just... I want us to be... I want us to be... peaceful.
R: That's not going to happen. You've burned every bridge that you had.
L: Why?
R: Hmm?
L: Why?
R: WHY?! Because of all the LIES, the you attacking me in the middle of the night, you screaming at me, you not respecting me, you not listening to me, you... you ignoring me when I asked you to STOP drinking and you continuing to drink! You're not respecting ME AT ALL! Everything
L: I...
R: NO.
L: That doesn't sound at all like actual... like, like, these don't sound like actual accusations in a court of law.
R: WHAT?! You don't have to PROVE why you DON'T LOVE SOMEONE IN A COURT OF LAW!! I'm not MARRIED TO YOU!
L: Well, no... but... um, I've been here since the 5th of May...
R: Okay.
L: And I'm pretty sure I count as a tenant.
R: Okay.
L: And... y'know, if you hate me that bad, then that's very unfortunate.
R: Mmm. You're not required to give a guest a 30 day notice no matter how long that person has lived in your home. *clicks tongue* Huh!
L: No, but wh... do you own this home? Is that th..
R: No, I'll have *someone, can't make out name; Sean Pink?* do it. She'll kick your ass out in a day.
L: Why are you looking at him?
R: I just did.
L: Can I see? *a long pause* Alright, lemme look. Let ME look at something. Hehehe.
*another long pause*
L: Why are you treating me this way?
R: I've... are you going to ask that question, seriously, again?
L: So you don't love me at all?
R: No, like I've said: you've burned every single bridge.
L: You don't...
R: You have.
L: That's so sad.
R: It is sad.
L: It's sad on your behalf.
R: Why is that?
L: Because... your soul is...
R: *incredulously* My soul?!
L: ... is so cold.
R: How was your soul last night?
L: Uh...
R: How was your soul when I asked you to not drink and you keep drinking. How was YOUR soul when I would ask if you'd been drinking and you'd lie to me and say that you weren't.
L: My soul... was... struggling every single time. My soul was in full, in full view of whatever it is that you believe in. But your soul is, uh, you don't have one.
R: Well. That's terrible.
L: It IS terrible for you. Why are you being this way? I thought you said that we could talk tomorrow.
R: Because I... I never said this longer than 20 minutes ago, so you don't remember, I said if you're going to try to LEGALLY stay here for 30 days, and you're going to try to take me to court, then I have NOTHING left to say to you!
L: Well... I... I just wanna talk to you mano a mano, that's all I care about.
R: Yeah, and I asked you for one thing...
L: I'm not tryna go to court...
R: You just said repeatedly that you WILL take me to court.
L: I... y'know... I have no desire to go to court.
R: Then why did you just say that you will take me to court?
L: I... b-because you can't just throw me out.
R: I'm not THROWING you out, and you can't just lie to police and you can't just lie to my ex-wife and you can't just RUIN MY LIFE.
L: I've been... remedying... everything said, since last night, I... I've been sitting on, uh, uh, Kiwifarms.
R: *at mention of KF* Mmm!
L: I've been sitting and I've been saying you're an honorable man, that you did nothing wrong, that I was the one who, uh, acted improperly.
R: Mmm. Did I ask you to do that?
L: Well, no.
R: No. What did I only ask for you to do? To text me. And are you doing that?
L: I don't know what you want from me, Richard.
R: I don't know how to explain this any clearer: I said one thing: I want you to text me. I do not want to see you tonight. I do not want to talk to you tonight. If you have a question, you may text me. But I don't want you near me.
L: Why are you doing this now? What... why... what if we can talk about this in a couple of days?
R: What if...
L: Or what if tomorrow?
R: What if! We'll deal with that then, but right now you're not even showing me the respect to listen to the ONE rule.
L: What's your one rule?
R: I JUST TOLD YOU WHAT MY ONE RULE IS.
L: Text you.
R: Yes.
L: Wh...
R: And see? You can't even listen, like, I say "this is the rule". And instead of saying "okay, that's the rule", you have to argue with me, and we get no where with this.
L: I've been trying to talk to you, it, w-would you like for me to enter the thread and say "Rich said..."
R: I DON'T CARE what you say on Kiwi Farms.
L: You don't care?
R: No.
L: Okay.
R: But can you please do it up stairs, where I asked?
L: I'm sorry. Were you speaking to me?
R: Why are you saying it like that? I asked you one thing...
L: UH, I'M SORRY, you wanted me to say "sir", well...
R: WHAT?!
L: Well, um, I'm not gonna say "sir" anymore.
R: Okay. Don't do it. I don't like being called "sir". I told you that.
L: *giggles* Good. Then what the fuck do you want?
R: I ASKED YOU if you could PLEASE go up stairs!
L: Um, I think I'll stand right here.
R: 'k, then I will call the cops.
L: You're gonna call the cops?
R: Mmm, yeah.
L: Y... *recording ends*

Thanks for posting this, I can't listen to it or the video where she's crying

 

[repentance]

 

[Ilmseil]

Ughhh that entire transcript is arguingwithadrunk.txt

 

[Beavis]

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Hasn’t dropped much since midnight. Lowtax is going to refuse to close his patreon and the guy offering to buy SA the deal is contingent on lowtax not receiving any money from SA after the deal is done.

 

[Twinkie]

So is that recording all over gibbis or what?