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This is fucking brilliant!
Louis "Lou" Gagliardi / Ash Franzetti / Alex 'Ace' Maddox / Tegan Ainsley / Taryn Amita / Diana / gothickitteh / gothickitty / Lynn Brooks / @acekatt - #T R A M S _ C R O W _ F U N D *buys 12 iPads* "Anyone got $600 they can spare?" *spits on cancer patient*
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Felt like I was making something for a medieval bestiary with as many things as we had in the poll. If I was currently running a D&D campaign you bet your ass the party would low-key be fighting this as a homebrew monster.This is fucking brilliant!
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Ignoring the pregnant anthro tigress fetish porn story
Yes, you can tell him no. That's called parenting Lou.
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Tf does he mean "ventured out of his comfort zone"? He has an extensively documented history with that particular fetish, specifically on page 75 of this thread when all his sofurry accounts were mined.
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Two to three weeks since he ordered out? Don't we have a screenshot of him bitching about Grubhub last week?
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4 days. Just edited my post 2 above yours.
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That's the least subtle pitybait I've seen yet. I don't know how living with his grandparents because their parents are drug addicts relates to getting them McDonalds. If you actually cared for them, then you would do something to spend time with them.
Here's an off-the-wall idea, make an incredibly simple dish with him. For instance, how about the only thing besides sloppy joes you know how to cook, spaghetti? Prep that with your nephew instead of blowing the cost of a new AAA video game on a conveniently overpriced happy meal as an apology. Make him feel important because he dropped some dried noodles into boiling water or something and, as other people do with you, do not trust him with knives or an open flame. Then, when you're all done, he doesn't feel bad and he gets to eat. Perhaps as a learning experience for the both of you, finish with washing or tossing whatever sauced-covered dinnerware you used, assuming you didn't just wind up eating that, too. Otherwise, if the only way you can emotionally support a child is by stuffing fast food down their gullet, all that does is irresponsibly create a dependence on food for him. And the last thing you need is a second all-devouring black hole ordering deliverymen for a pizza joint across the street to get their pre-post-afternoon-lunch-snack meal of an entire pepperoni deep dish.
And by the way, not ordering out for three weeks isn't an ordeal, it's an accomplishment. Especially for you. You don't need emergency funds to shove more fat, oil, and preservatives into your maw.
Yes. This one is from four days ago.
He had the galaxy brain idea of taking a picture of his Grubhub container for no reason, keeping the lid on for no reason, and trying to say the pasta in it wasn't delivered to him and that he was reusing the container to eat out of. For no reason.
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It's outside of his comfort zone because the tigress doesn't have two cocks, four legs, and three sets of arms.
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As opposed to atheist and Social Justice bigots? Bigotry isn't exclusive to hetero, white, Conservative Christians.
Louie doesn't even rate troon. Troons will at least play dress-up once in a while to post photos on the Tweeter for attention and PityBux. Louie hasn't even bothered to shave that beard covering his goiter neck, and he got a VERY masculine (if outdated) haircut. No, he's just lying his massive ass off as part of his grift because he knows the Left-wing loonies on Twatter practically worship trannies. He knows lying about being a tranny will help him with his grift (#transcrowdfund) while also dodging getting called out on his shitty behavior. I mean, most troons are the same way, but Louie is particularly egregious and transparent about it. He's so full of shit that his mouth may as well be a literal anus (instead of just a metaphorical anus).
Louie puts no effort into anything. That's why he's a grifting, pre-diabetic fat-ass.
He's not very bright. I'll bet he never stopped to consider that there are people who follow him on both Twatter and Mastatroon and can easily see he's lying his ass off again. Just whatever feels right in that vacuous smooth brain of his.
Louie doesn't care about his nephew beyond occasionally using him in bullshit stories for grifting and attention purposes. "My poor nephew wants food and I'm the only adult around who really takes care of him. His parents are junkies who aren't around and his grandparents are to old and feeble to really do anything. So I need to be a good role model for my nephew while also tending to my dying parents. Buy us both a Happy Meal? Please? Pretty please?"
Louie has no shame, no humility, and he's incapable of self-reflection. He's always in his "comfort zone" because he's inoculated himself from ever feeling the discomfort most mature, healthy, well-rounded adults would feel from half the bullshit Louie pulls.
Don't forget the six vaginas. I'll let you decide where the go.
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I’ll admit, we were probably reaching a bit to expect Lou to go outside and interact with another human being for more than 5 minutes at a time.
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To be fair, a bar doesn't have the unshaken orange juice witch which he likes to drown his sorrows.
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I don't get how admitting to being a massive liar proves anything aside from proving he lies all the time. How does this help Louie in any way? If anything, it just shows that he will say anything and everything to get what he wants and can't be trusted. Who needs Kiwi Farms when he's showing people he doesn't deserve money donations just fine by himself?
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Hey, I can write a story like that too!
Once upon a time, an obese, deteriorating failure of a man named Lou went to the oral surgeon's office to have most of his rotted teeth removed. Since it was an extensive operation, Lou was put under general anesthesia. Lou's consciousness drifted into the fourth dimension at the same time that another person in a different reality was also under anesthesia. Their consciousnesses swapped; when Lou's body awoke it was inhabited by the mind of some kind of superhero puma thing.
She thought she was trapped in a nightmare from which she could not awake, and perhaps she was. Her new body had tripled in weight, it was on the verge of killing its own pancreas, she could not run for more than a quarter mile before her lungs felt like they had been flooded with raw capsaicin, and she was the most hideous monstrosity of a human being she had ever seen. She spent a few days curled up in her room with her fat head in her fat hands, crying at what she had become. Then, she took a deep breath and got to work.
She worked out constantly, both to rescue her new body from the brink of heart failure and to muffle its constant pleas to be stuffed with more grease and sugar. She took a job at the grocery store down the street, where she worked diligently in order to build up savings while she lost weight and gained muscle. She sold most of the fancy electronics and frivolities that filled her bedroom in preparation to move out of the place her old self called a home.
The people who claimed to be her family were strange, shady, toxic beings and their ways revulsed her, but she did her best to set a good example while she contributed to their household. Month by month, through careful and healthy feeding and constant, merciless training, she tamed her neglected body -- eventually she weighed in at 225 pounds, and what remained was as hard and unyielding as a refrigerator. She did not overlook the martial arts her old self had been skilled at, either; though she had to adapt to a different body type her natural talent and fighting instincts soon drew others' attention as she trained evening after evening at the gym. A couple friendly bouts with strangers forged lasting friendships, and before long she had a well-paying job as a bouncer at a fancy nightclub, where she worked a steady, satisfying wage -- until, one fine evening, she was called in to deal with an out-of-towner in the VIP room who had had too many and was out of control.
The customer was a renowned MMA fighter, and the brawl that ensued was the stuff of legends -- but after a quarter of an hour, she got the better of him. She didn't expect to see him again after the ambulance drove away, but a week later she got a mysterious phonecall, asking her to come to the Pizza Hut in Greensburg at a specified time. Awaiting her there was her old adversary, holding a briefcase and a contract. A bit of haggling, rewriting, and a signature later, she was his new head trainer. The signing bonus made her instantly wealthy all on its own, but the true satisfaction came from going back to the nightclub and decking her former boss with that briefcase for giving away her contact information, the bastard.
She never figured out why the Greensburg Pizza Hut was used as the meeting location, nor why so many people chuckled into their sleeves when she asked about it. But she lived happily ever after. She never thought again about her old body, nor about the fact that its new owner had burned all her former friends, stuffed her old body's face with junk food until it failed and all its fur fell out, miscarried into a toilet, and met its end as a lonely, angry deathfat.
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I've noticed that Lou and people like him will casually lie about everything. I'm pretty sure he lied about his father raping him. I suspect the man beat the shit out of him but I'm not buying the rape thing considering how he just blurted the story out of nowhere. He also claims the guy shot him. I'm positive papa Gags was a first rate asshole, but Lou is just heaping other accusations on him for pity points and because the man can't really defend himself, being dead and all.
Today he again tried to claim he wanted to be a priest some day too, which is something every Catholic boy goes through at one point. But let's face it, Lou, you only went to a little bit of community college and then realized that you'd actually have to give up time away from your video games and wank material to accomplish anything noteworthy. It was a passing thought at best, then you sank back down into your miasma of fast food and escapism toys to try and make yourself forget that you'd rather die early and never have to work instead of pulling yourself up and accomplishing something with your life. But hey, if you're cool with people breathing a sigh of relief once you pass on as opposed to mourning you, that's fine. I'm not the one supporting your useless lifestyle, after all.
And I notice he's on the warpath against Christianity too. I guess mama Gags didn't buy him his McNuggies so he is once again hunting for people to lash out at. I honestly hate that he has pets because people like him usually take their bad moods out on their pets if they have nothing else to attack.
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Lou: "I went to a bar yesterday and a restaurant today"
Also Lou: "Lol someone believes I actually went to a bar"
So you admit you lie in arguments to try and own whoever you're arguing with? Why should anyone believe anything you say if that's the case, Lou?
Leonard Helplessness
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In the words of somebody who got unpersoned due to having the wrong career aspirations: "Actually, it's your word against yours."
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Oh god don't link Zootopia in this thread or Lou's just gonna jack off to it
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Whacking off to a cop furry is thoughtcrime. He wouldn't dare.Oh god don't link Zootopia in this thread or Lou's just gonna jack off to it