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"Starving" retard paid the money to get her necklace. The only replies are from the company since she tagged them, and someone from the #sicknotweak Twitter account.
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Warthog has a dick and you can't tell me otherwise.
Spoony is wise to avoid this trap who looks like a fat masculine version of Johnny Galecki.
 
I hold a special kind of hate for people like her. Depression, bipolar disorder, OCD, and etc are real and tough to deal with. People who accept responsibility for their mental illness deserve a certain level of empathy and understanding, but people like her are why movements like Make it OK and "#sicknotweak" are kinda bullshit. So many depressed speds interpret messages like that as a license to act like a shithead and blame it all on their issues, sidestepping any semblance of personal responsibility. Then there's the implied message that if you don't tolerate them acting like a tard, then you just don't understand their PLIGHTS. It's not their fault that they spend all their malt-o-meal money on shitty jewelry! They NEED that transient dopamine hit to cope with their depression!

In idealismland, telling someone that you struggle with depression would be treated the same way as telling someone that you have high blood pressure. But we don't live in that world, and it's always a humongous red flag when someone is super up-front with their mental issues. It tells me that they're gonna act like a lunatic at some point, then blame me for not tolerating it and telling them that it's OK.
I've really come to see people like this here in Canada in a different light throughout the years, I have to say.

Health Care is free here. At any point in time she can decide to receive help, and she will get it. She is choosing to live this way. I really can't stress enough how much of a paradise Canada is, and how much it disgusts me that Liberals continue to enable horrific behavior in people who have all the options they could possibly ask for to move forward and get better in life.

You see it with the Native Americans and you see it with freaks like Warthog. You want to talk about privilege; the Native Americans here literally have privilege. I always see them wandering the streets aimlessly, drunk and high, heading off to the casinos to burn their cash. Cash they received from the government. Most of them don't work, they have that privilege. The few that I have worked with barely do, they'll come in for 1 or 2 days a week, not take the job seriously (because they don't have to), basically distract workers by worthlessly fucking around and making jokes, and will act like you're an aggressor for trying to ask them to get the job done when you're exhausted from working double shifts and school just to pay the bills. "What's the big deal?" they think to themselves. I was baffled by it for YEARS, because I was always told they were the victims and it was my responsibility to help them. It took me years of struggling and personal loss with them to realize that they basically live in an entirely different world from me, a world of privilege, where they don't have to worry about budgeting for food or rent, or school. In reality I was the one on the lesser foot, not them, and they were taking advantage of me.

At any point in time they can decide to go to school for anything they want, and the government will pay for essentially all of it. I have to pay for all of my schooling. The government takes care of their dental.. ect. They basically live in a fantasy world. They have everything they could possibly ever want, and yet they still CHOOSE to do nothing. And the liberals want MORE of our tax dollars to support more programs to help people who don't want it, and already have everything they could possibly ask for. They have a free ride and yet i'm still supposed to hear about the plights of people who don't want to try in my election debate during a fucking economic hit that was comparable to the fucking world wars! No, the real problem is Terrance doesn't feel like working and we need to siphon more taxpayer money to help him buy more liquor during a massive economic downturn.

And this is precisely the same sentiment you get with people like Warthog here. She has the option to get help for free, and she chooses to remain the way she is, and instead of punishing freaks like her, we support them with our tax dollars to continue to waste their money on fucking necklaces.

I know this because I struggled with my own mental health issues, the same issues that cost one my family members his life this year when he commited suicide. I needed to know what I was capable of on my own volition, when I found that I reached the limits of what I could handle I seeked help immediately, got it for free, and have moved forward. It was like a miniscule blip in my life, barely even noticeable because the system was so efficient. I saw a problem, seeked help, and moved forward.

The constant whining and begging from her about food and housing, and then buying that stupid fucking necklace and bragging about it without a hint of self awareness; I have to admit it makes me a little MATI, because I know personally how easy it is to fix your problems in this incredible and caring country.

I generally try to not attribute binary thinking to people, but if I had to think that there was evil in this world, I really do think it would take the form of Warthog.

Really think about the kind of audacity to takes to do what she just did. To take our money and spend it on something worthless like that, and brag about it right to our faces, and then continue to go on playing the victim, all the while knowing that free and world class help is literally one step away.

It's a joke of cosmic proportions. We're the victims, not her.
 
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Perhaps we are the lolcows for wasting our entire lives toiling away at dead end jobs for meager pay, spending our few hours free time a week drinking and watching shit, hoping to get some pussy while there is still some mojo, go out with the mates once a month when everyone can get their exes to baby sit the kids, and counting every dollar earned.

Meanwhile these nutcases can sit around the house year after year tweeting about how horrible life is while still being able to buy KFC, booze and pointless nicnacs. They are never allowed to fall, they will always be kept afloat.

Well anyway, back to the salt mines!
 
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Perhaps we are the lolcows for wasting our entire lives toiling away at dead end jobs for meager pay, spending our few hours free time a week drinking and watching shit, hoping to get some pussy while there is still some mojo, go out with the mates once a month when everyone can get their exes to baby sit the kids, and counting every dollar earned.

Meanwhile these nutcases can sit around the house year after year tweeting about how horrible life is while still being able to buy KFC, booze and pointless nicnacs. They are never allowed to fall, they will always be kept afloat.

Well anyway, back to the salt mines!
That's something that I often think about. I've long come to accept that there is just a very clear divide between those who are industrious and those who are not.

I took the excess wealth I got from CERB and put it into my investments, the native american I work with spent his on toys like "audiophile" wireless earbuds and drugs.

People like Warthog choose to be a victim because they don't care about things like dignity or worth. They don't care about progress. They don't care about creating anything. They can't think beyond the present. They can't understand the world around them, what it took to build it, what it takes to maintain it, they can't understand other people, and most importantly they can't understand themselves.

It's a miserable and wretched existence, and I wouldn't call it living by any stretch. If you can only gain happiness from a necklace bought and paid for off the backs of everyone around you, I don't think you have the intellect to process the true kind of happiness one gets from accomplishment.

We work towards accomplishments because that's where the good shit really is. It's so good it gets us into space, it gets us computers, and it gets us medical advancements that extend the lives of both ourselves and our loved ones.

Warthog is just a cancer we have to ensure doesn't spread, there's no avoiding it right now, we just have to manage it. She won't change, but we don't have to either.
 
If you have:
- one person who genuinely cares about you.
- basic needs met due to basic money sense.
- a luxury given to oneself once in a while.
- reasonable physical condition and health.
You're already better than Warthog will ever be. You've tasted actual happiness she can't even fathom.
Your old folks said it; life ain't easy.
But even then, people in Canada and the US have it way better than most of the world in ways one takes for granted.
Living in a 3rd world shithole during my HS years, you can't imagine how much I appreciate that public transport in the US doesn't equate to entering a 30+ year old mechanical hazard on wheels driven by a teenager with no license who dropped out of school, driving through unpaved roads that kick up so much dust it's impossible not to breathe it in perpetually. That the hot sun forces the bus to have it's windows open (no AC) and let more and more dust inside and eventually cake your face, neck and torso. A hot sun, sweat, dust-riddled you in a bus that isn't street safe and constantly jumping over potholes and giving you back pain every time you are sent flying about and land on your ass; straight into a rigid hard stool. Lovely.

Warthog lives in a place that affords her so much and yet it is because it gives her so much that she values nothing.
I have no pity though; she isn't a 14yo figuring out the world, she's a crusty fatass infatuated with a failure instead of finding independence and discipline.
I have yet to meet a person who is so dedicated to pop culture/entertainment as a consumer that isn't a manchild fuckup.
Hell, if even super rich former pop icons couldn't stray from turning into fuckups (See Marilyn Manson and Johnny Depp), what chance does Warthog have?

Anyway, wasn't this thread about Spoony?
 
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"Starving" retard paid the money to get her necklace. The only replies are from the company since she tagged them, and someone from the #sicknotweak Twitter account.
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Why do these fucks think they're fighters and warriors?

If she was truly a "fighter" and a "warrior" she'd get off her fat ass and actually work. You know, not just leech off the government tit. "Oh, but she's disabled! She can't work!" Yeah I call bullshit on that. I've known people like this. They're "disabled" because they're miserable assholes who think the world needs to cater to their whims and can't handle a negative word. They're "disabled" because of some untreatable and frankly untestable condition they looked up on google and figured out what to tell their doctor. Bitch please. I know people with actual issues. People who live in almost constant pain and are only able to function because of medication. Guess what? They all fucking work because they're real fighters and warriors who don't let something like "pain" keep them down.

And those that can't work a normal job either create their own jobs or find a way to make money by themselves.
 
Why do these fucks think they're fighters and warriors?

If she was truly a "fighter" and a "warrior" she'd get off her fat ass and actually work. You know, not just leech off the government tit. "Oh, but she's disabled! She can't work!" Yeah I call bullshit on that. I've known people like this. They're "disabled" because they're miserable assholes who think the world needs to cater to their whims and can't handle a negative word. They're "disabled" because of some untreatable and frankly untestable condition they looked up on google and figured out what to tell their doctor. Bitch please. I know people with actual issues. People who live in almost constant pain and are only able to function because of medication. Guess what? They all fucking work because they're real fighters and warriors who don't let something like "pain" keep them down.

And those that can't work a normal job either create their own jobs or find a way to make money by themselves.

Short answer: Everyone thinks they're a "fighter" or a "warrior" until the first time they catch a slug to the face and see their reality inducing opponent's boots scratching, ready to stomp their guts. Let's not mince words here; "Disabled" nowadays is the gym excuse written by mother. "Disabled" should be a title you earn by real hardships and fighting through them. A wheelchair bound limp wristed person who gets up in the morning, goes to work and comes back despite their option to lay down and cash in - is a "fighter". The people you are referring to whose biggest enemy is their own mind, yet they still strive to be active and as-normal-as-you-can-be-productive, those are the "warriors". It's in the title, they fight a constant war - against themselves and what the universe has given them.

As @Dogfacefuke has pontificated earlier, it is seriously disgusting to watch that social fungus grow in your own country. It devaluates and demotivates, and like real fungus it grows in the damp and dark, feasts upon the healthy and grows more parasites. It's the social road to perdition, friends, and Warthog and Spoony ar the frontrunners. The COVID dilemma? It plays right into their hands. The good thing about the frontrunners is, they're the easiest to snipe. I know this thread forbids taking action, but if I was a fellow Canadian and could denunciate such veruca-ridden pests, I would. Not for personal gain but for the fellow "warriors" and "fighters".

Geez, and this is the short answer. But whatcha gonna do? Spoony's hibernation lag is kicking in and he rambles about Terminator or something. You know who die first in that great war, Spoony? Noodle-limbed greasy "fighters" like yourself who are too stupid to drive an AMC Pacer yet demand a Volvo.
 
Why do these fucks think they're fighters and warriors?

Because they are trying to be Hideo Kojima from time to time, difference is he has money and larger influence
 

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The SpoonyOne confirmed as Rasputin reincarnate - a single tweet can cure her arthritis.

Sooo, lazy, whiny Spoon who only tweets about Orange man and depression has given Rachel hope, motivation to never give up and a willpower?

You'd think him making her wobbly at the knees would exacerbate the problem. What a broken human being.
 
Uhh, Warthog loses sleep thinking about Spoony. She tweets at him multiple times a day and he ignores her. She gives him money. She flicks the bean thinking about the day they will finally be together.
He isn't even following her, so if she doesn't tag him he doesn't see her tweets and even when tagged he mostly doesn't respond. Anybody with a brain would just move on.

Why do these fucks think they're fighters and warriors?

If she was truly a "fighter" and a "warrior" she'd get off her fat ass and actually work. You know, not just leech off the government tit. "Oh, but she's disabled! She can't work!" Yeah I call bullshit on that. I've known people like this. They're "disabled" because they're miserable assholes who think the world needs to cater to their whims and can't handle a negative word. They're "disabled" because of some untreatable and frankly untestable condition they looked up on google and figured out what to tell their doctor. Bitch please. I know people with actual issues. People who live in almost constant pain and are only able to function because of medication. Guess what? They all fucking work because they're real fighters and warriors who don't let something like "pain" keep them down.

And those that can't work a normal job either create their own jobs or find a way to make money by themselves.
They're a fighter and a warrior in their imaginery world for self-protection, they can't allow reality into their bubble, because if that would happen she already would have necked herself.
 
Living in a 3rd world shithole during my HS years, you can't imagine how much I appreciate that public transport in the US doesn't equate to entering a 30+ year old mechanical hazard on wheels driven by a teenager with no license who dropped out of school, driving through unpaved roads that kick up so much dust it's impossible not to breathe it in perpetually. That the hot sun forces the bus to have it's windows open (no AC) and let more and more dust inside and eventually cake your face, neck and torso. A hot sun, sweat, dust-riddled you in a bus that isn't street safe and constantly jumping over potholes and giving you back pain every time you are sent flying about and land on your ass; straight into a rigid hard stool. Lovely.
Pussy.

it's the Warthog thread now
Dare I call it... BETRAYAL?
 
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