Bigot Brigade Something Awful and Friends - The roller-coaster train-wreck embarrassing downfall of a Web 1.0 giant and its tick offspring like from Cloverfield

I would love to hear Jeffrey on a Zoom call with Lowtax, at the bottom of his back pill blackout, explaining to each other how making "saying to vote for Democrats" bannable for upsetting the hard left is part of the plan to renew a healthy-sized SA userbase that totally exists and makes logical sense.
 
I'm doing a bit of homework on Fluffdaddy. His Twitter account "ttownmike" was referenced earlier in this thread, and it does contain a lot of references to accounts on various sites with that username:

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Having scraped his Twitter timeline to a CSV file, a quick filter on his ~23,700 tweets shows he has dropped a PayPal donation link 64 times alongside tweets asking for assistance with various personal expenses. This PayPal donation link leads to the following page:

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His twitter timeline includes numerous references to life in Goodlettsville as well. It also has a lot of references to his feelings about pedophiles:

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The fellow he references in the third tweet is apparently his band teacher from school:

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He also talked a bit about being on disability, so I investigated. According to him, he blew out a knee at work and wound up getting payouts from short-term disability insurance, which he of course bitched relentlessly about while begging for more money:

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While working on his twitter timeline I also made sure to vacuum all of his photos up my asshole. There are many dog photos.

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Perhaps too many.

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He also has quite the appetite for gaming furniture, for somebody so cash-starved:

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If you're noticing a pattern, he does have a tendency to look a little bit downcast in all his photos.

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He's worked a variety of jobs, including as an uber driver:
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DOB: October 8, 1982 -- 37 years old as of this post (day) (year)

To close this out, a friend acquired access to an old TFLC (The Fitness Log Cabin) thread posted by Fluffdaddy, documenting his weightloss journey from 284 pounds to just 247.

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See attached for his twitter timeline as well as his followers and followed accounts. There's probably more shit that I missed, so have at it and have fun, kiwifrens!
 

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I'm doing a bit of homework on Fluffdaddy. His Twitter account "ttownmike" was referenced earlier in this thread, and it does contain a lot of references to accounts on various sites with that username:

So he has some mild lolcow tendencies but seems like less of a loser than most goons.
 
Looking at the leper’s colony, are you really “wanted here” if you get banned? Lol

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This shit is pretty much a flat-out suicide note:
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Weird shit about how killing yourself is perfectly okay because you'll just be reincarnated anyhoo. The edit was two minutes after the original post, so I'm guessing he hit submit, realized there was a typo, fixed it, sighed with relief, then blew his brains out.

So he has some mild lolcow tendencies but seems like less of a loser than most goons.
You know what they say about the country of the blind.
 
I'm doing a bit of homework on Fluffdaddy. His Twitter account "ttownmike" was referenced earlier in this thread, and it does contain a lot of references to accounts on various sites with that username:

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Having scraped his Twitter timeline to a CSV file, a quick filter on his ~23,700 tweets shows he has dropped a PayPal donation link 64 times alongside tweets asking for assistance with various personal expenses. This PayPal donation link leads to the following page:

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His twitter timeline includes numerous references to life in Goodlettsville as well. It also has a lot of references to his feelings about pedophiles:

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The fellow he references in the third tweet is apparently his band teacher from school:

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He also talked a bit about being on disability, so I investigated. According to him, he blew out a knee at work and wound up getting payouts from short-term disability insurance, which he of course bitched relentlessly about while begging for more money:

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While working on his twitter timeline I also made sure to vacuum all of his photos up my asshole. There are many dog photos.

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Perhaps too many.

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He also has quite the appetite for gaming furniture, for somebody so cash-starved:

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If you're noticing a pattern, he does have a tendency to look a little bit downcast in all his photos.

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He's worked a variety of jobs, including as an uber driver:
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DOB: October 8, 1982 -- 37 years old as of this post (day) (year)

To close this out, a friend acquired access to an old TFLC (The Fitness Log Cabin) thread posted by Fluffdaddy, documenting his weightloss journey from 284 pounds to just 247.

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See attached for his twitter timeline as well as his followers and followed accounts. There's probably more shit that I missed, so have at it and have fun, kiwifrens!
Well the only thing I can give him here is that he at least exercises then.
 
many years ago Darkpreist tried to do another AMA about making porn and it got derailed because porn is rape and expoltation etc.

Then I look in E/N and see this

https://forums.somethingawful.com/showthread.php?threadid=3935680

where the fuck are the moral fage

I am a late 20s autistic person who has been unsuccessfully attempting to procure services and particularly fetish services from escorts.
Last week I was stood up by the same escort twice, she failed to respond to a text for location at the appointed time… twice. I bought her a cute outfit and got waxed and even put on a nice shirt. It stung a lot. She was a touring girl with reviews and stuff, but I should have been tipped off that her schedule did not match her advertised location. I wasn’t asked for an advanced fee so that seems a weird structure for a scam. Still scratching my head on that one.

Following that major disappointment I found another ad for a local service provider who had a body way more my type. We started texting and she said she likes to take on long term clients, which is perfect for me because I want to explore a very specific kink (hucow/pet play cow) with her. She was pretty receptive to it even though it was totally new to her. She sent me some initial findings on outfits, but I keep shopping. I go deep into a rabbit hole/Special Interest as it had become almost palpably possible that I may realize my kink in real life.

Previous to Monday our last exchange had been to agree to talk on Tuesday evening to arrange a date on Wednesday. She texted on Monday telling me that we’d have to push to Thursday evening and that was only a maybe. I responded with a bit of a flood of text about some stuff around the kink even though we agreed beforehand this initial encounter was just an hour full service. I was just so excited about it and was basically just saying how I wanted to spend some of our time Thursday shopping and planning for the next time which would have to be next month as there were many packages to arrive and some still to order. But I took like seven sentences to do it.

Super E/N ninja edit (I have been drafting this post for some time): Under the advice of some close personal friends I also reluctantly decided to let this one go. What follows is written about two days after the above. There are also some slight revisions to the above for accuracy, clarity and sentence case.


After I was convinced that the second service provider (SP#2) was unlikely to ever talk to me again I reached out to one more touring girl (SP#3). Met for two hours, she dressed up as a cat because that was the costume I had picked out for SP#1. Doesn’t do a lot for me per se, but it was what I could rustle up from the costume store when they didn’t have anything for a cow. She was very receptive to pet play and we did some online shopping to finish her outfit like I wanted to do with SP#2. She seemed to take to me, but it’s her job to make me think that. She asked early in our date why I was seeing an escort, since I am youngish and not unhandsome. I just told her I have autism and it makes dating difficult. Potential TMI but I could not finish in the two hours. I want to blame my SSRI, but I think I might have just had performance anxiety. Still had a great time and she wants to meet up again on her way back home in September to be my cow.

This post started a lot more desperate, as I was trying to get some advice before Thursday on how to reassure SP#2 that I was not crazy, just excited and autistic.
Now I'm just happy to answer any questions.
Somebody fucked around with this message at 12:09 on Aug 6, 2020
 
The edit was two minutes after the original post, so I'm guessing he hit submit, realized there was a typo, fixed it, sighed with relief, then blew his brains out.

It wouldn't surprise me. About 100 years ago during a bad drug experience I convinced myself I was dying. But instead of trying to bang on a neighbour's door or call an ambulance I instead set to tidying up the apartment, fuelled by the imagined additional sorrow of my relatives finding the place untidy.
 
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