Based, really Phil? That's some pretty right wing dog-whistle cryptofascism slang my man, I wouldn't let my Antifa buddies catch me talking like that.
His buddies won't know. He's sitting in a hospital reading the farms and we are the only ones reading (and laughing at) his Tweets.
>I will be there in the shadows at night waiting for you in the alleyway waiting to strike you at the wrong place and wrong time for you
At least he hasn’t cashed his chips.
I love it. Phil’s threat against us is, “I’m just going to sit here.”
It's almost as if he's a coward.
I don’t know, for a supersoldier who’s constantly fighting on the streets of Portland, it would be quite unusual to get costochondritis to that extent at such a young age. It could be a sign of something more serious. I mean, I’d understand it if Phil was actually an obese, sedentary fatty who rarely takes any exercise, but obviously he’s not.
He's probably just sick from being a fat fuck.
Meanwhile in reality he's hunkered down cowering and wheezing in a shithole hovel full of tard gear, too fat even to walk a block without gasping and keeling over.
Discharged from what?
Diagnosis: fat.
