- Joined
- Jul 2, 2021
Recently, a couple of normies on a park bench discussing the "delta variant".
Follow along with the video below to see how to install our site as a web app on your home screen.
Note: This feature may not be available in some browsers.
You just reminded me of something: the always-reliable Manhattan Mini-Storage Storage ads. Of all the brands who do hyper-targeted, NYC in-jokes, they are the worst. They had one billboard promising enough room “to store all of Donald’s unsold steak.” #FellowNewYorkersRecently, a couple of normies on a park bench discussing the "delta variant".
Did you go to school with Evangelist Robert L McKim?When I was in highschool we used to always joke about this autistic kid named Kyle. During his off hours and passing periods, he would roam the halls of the school with some neon orange jacket that said something like “SECURITY MONITOR” on it, even though he had no more authority then a common student would. This led to him receiving the nickname “Deputy Kyle.”
One day when I was a freshman, my sister had a birthday party and for whatever reason she invited the tard. I didn’t know anything about him back then, but one of my friends that was over recognized him as deputy Kyle. Anyways me and my friends were messing around shooting each other with airsoft guns. Kyle comes storming up the stairs to yell at me and my friends. I remember him saying “THIS ISN’T YOUR HOUSE CALM DOWN!” He then tried to snatch my friends airsoft gun, so I promptly shot him in the cheek. He started crying and went to snitch to my mom. Mom didn’t care and agreed he was being a little bitch.
Dude, your forklift is blocking his secret entrance to his Batcave! Tell him to use the firepole behind the bookcases in his mansion, next time.Got a new one from just under an hour ago. So currently I work in a massive warehouse and frequently have to ride a forklift to get to one side of the building to the other in a reasonable time. So I park my forklift in the usual spot and get off then go about my day eventually walking clear across the building where I begin to clean up a little. Suddenly this black guy who’s only job it is to sit in a forklift and move things off of a conveyer belt comes barreling into the area on his forklift and tells me I have to move my forklift for him despite the fact that the keys were still in it and he could have easily gotten of his forklift and moved the other one. So I simply reply “No.” very calmly and he proceeds to chimp out and start screaming at me. So I walk away and go to the bathroom. I come out after finishing my business and resume cleaning when here he comes again from the other side of the building yelling about how I need to move the forklift for him. So I calmly explain to him that he has now driven all the way across this massive building twice wasting both my time and his when he could simply move the forklift himself. He continues to chimp out and I walk away again dismissively. I don’t respect people who choose to act like entitled children.
Update: This nigga thinks he’s Batman. So I went over to talk to him and try to clear the air so to speak. He starts talking about how he wears a mask like Batman pretending to be Bruce Wayne when really he’s killed three dudes and he’s the son of some drug kingpin or some bullshit. Among his claims were having shot a man to death with a platinum cased tommy gun, killed a guy with peanut butter and brown recluse spiders, and shanking his stepdad. He also apparently owns five cars but lives in a duplex.
To be fair, blacks blaming other people for their fuckups is kind of the "in thing" right now.Some dumb jogger misdialed and called me yesterday morning. He starts out sounding happy saying “hey gramma how ya been!” I wasn’t rude, all I did was say “think you have the wrong number man” and he immediately goes into chimpout mode “fuck you too then, bitch!” and hangs up.
how fucking brain damaged do you have to be to act like that over your own fuck up like it’s my fault you’re too retarded to know your grandmother’s number?
On the other hand, he/she could have been an autistic Tolkien.I remember back in 2006 there was this severely autistic child at my school who created his own language based around deriving the English language into weird alien shit. Probably a variation of retarded English that predated the ones with Custom Pronouns and Genders.
She's probably sperging out about people's MHA ships.I still occasionally think of Amber and her massive chimp out, laugh my ass off, and wonder what the hell she's up to now.
Probably saw Kevin Gibes' ad for hisand decide that he doesn't want to live in an apartment anymore because he found this hippy vegan farm sanctuary type place way out in bumfuck nowhere and he's been trying to move out there, but he told me that I was "more than welcome to join him in that".