Cultcow Russell Greer / @ just_some_dude_named_russell29 / A Safer Nevada PAC - Swift-Obsessed Sex Pest, Convicted of E-Stalking, "Eggshell Skull Plaintiff" Pro Se Litigant, Homeless, aspiring brothel owner

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If you were Taylor Swift, whom would you rather date?

  • Russell Greer

    Votes: 117 4.5%
  • Travis Kelce

    Votes: 138 5.3%
  • Null

    Votes: 1,448 55.8%
  • Kanye West

    Votes: 283 10.9%
  • Ariana Grande

    Votes: 607 23.4%

  • Total voters
    2,593
Lol. Taking Taylor Swift to Coldstone. Of all places, Coldstone Creamery. So specific. Rusty is such a basic bitch.
That’s the key to the fantasy though. Much like the “Big City Executive comes back home to small town, falls in love with local girl who wooed her with her simple, hometown ways“ Hallmark movies, Russ has this perception that Taylor is lonely at the top, unsatisfied by that life. Russ shows her the simple things like Cold Stone, and she realizes that she didn’t need the fame or fortune. She just needed Russ.

Ew. I need to drink some bleach.
 
Russ shows her the simple things like Cold Stone
He doesn't think it's simple. He thinks it's classy, like Olive Garden, and in his fantasy he took Taylor there in a warp limousine.

Sometimes it's easy to forget that Russell's actual delusions are far more retarded than anything we can make up.

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He doesn't think it's simple. He thinks it's classy, like Olive Garden, and in his fantasy he took Taylor there in a warp limousine.

Sometimes it's easy to forget that Russell's actual delusions are far more retarded than anything we can make up.

I love that even in his own fantasies, Russ flexes that Associate’s Degree.
 
He doesn't think it's simple. He thinks it's classy, like Olive Garden, and in his fantasy he took Taylor there in a warp limousine.

Sometimes it's easy to forget that Russell's actual delusions are far more retarded than anything we can make up.


Coldstone isn't even that good. I mean, sure, it's better than store bought ice cream in a tub. But there are far better ice cream shops out there. If you really want to go fancy you could go to one of those nitro freeze creameries where they mix up your ice cream fresh however you order it, then use liquid nitrogen to freeze it right in front of your eyes.

Russhole isn't just basic bitch, he has the same date ideas as an 8th grade kid.
 
Coldstone isn't even that good. I mean, sure, it's better than store bought ice cream in a tub. But there are far better ice cream shops out there. If you really want to go fancy you could go to one of those nitro freeze creameries where they mix up your ice cream fresh however you order it, then use liquid nitrogen to freeze it right in front of your eyes.

Russhole isn't just basic bitch, he has the same date ideas as an 8th grade kid.
Coldstone is a gimmick ice cream. They just mush it up with whatever toppings you want.

Even those nitro places are gimmicky when you get down to it but they're better than Coldstone. There's ice cream places that have been around forever that are family owned and they always have a lineup because the ice cream is so good. Those are the places you go to because they built their brand on quality and taste.

But Coldstone is right up Russtard's alley because as far as he's concerned it's fancy so it must be good.
 
Back in the pre-internet days of the paper resume and word of mouth reputation building, you had to have your shit together and wired tight if you were going to go into business for yourself. The first rule of being an aspiring business professional, is acting professional in all of your dealings.

Russ thinks he wants this, then he still goes online and does some of the most unprofessional creepiest shit there is in the most public and verifiable way possible, over and over again. As always, his actual goal couldn't be more obvious.

Never change Russ.
 
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Coldstone is a gimmick ice cream. They just mush it up with whatever toppings you want.

Even those nitro places are gimmicky when you get down to it but they're better than Coldstone. There's ice cream places that have been around forever that are family owned and they always have a lineup because the ice cream is so good. Those are the places you go to because they built their brand on quality and taste.

But Coldstone is right up Russtard's alley because as far as he's concerned it's fancy so it must be good.

We have a local ice creamery that's pretty good much like you described, called Leatherby's. They also do food like burgers and other diner fare. It's pretty popular with teens on homecoming night and events like that.
 
Back in the pre-internet days of the paper resume and word of mouth reputation building, you had to have your shit together and wired tight if you were going to go into business for yourself. The first rule of being an aspiring business professional, is acting professional in all of your dealings.

Russ thinks he wants this, then he still goes online and does some of the most unprofessional creepiest shit there is in the most public and verifiable way possible, over and over again. As always, his actual goal couldn't be more obvious.

Never change Russ.
This is what always gets me about his posting from his imaginary brothels FB accounts. All his tantrums against human trafficking laws is going to do is guarantee no working girl is going to risk working for him.
 
Looks like the Wild West Resort site has been suspended. Wonder what happened?

Unless he just stopped paying for it. All it had was just that sunset cowboy picture that said "Saddle up, partner."
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Could be the hosting service didn't like the content.

The host is still active and the name isn't up for grabs meaning there's something going on probably at the business level. Maybe somebody told them what Russtard was all about or they were getting spammed with complaints.

In any case I'm sure Pipsqueak will let us know.
 
Could be the hosting service didn't like the content.

The host is still active and the name isn't up for grabs meaning there's something going on probably at the business level. Maybe somebody told them what Russtard was all about or they were getting spammed with complaints.

In any case I'm sure Pipsqueak will let us know.
He’s probably just not paid the fees, a lot of hosts will suspend the sites before they take them offline to give the site owner time to pay.

I’m sure he’ll have something to complain about though. Discriminating against the homeless maybe.
 
Looks like the Wild West Resort site has been suspended. Wonder what happened?

Unless he just stopped paying for it. All it had was just that sunset cowboy picture that said "Saddle up, partner."
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The Ghost of John Wayne:
“Time to mosey on, pilgrim.”

Russell Greer: [unintelligible] “...plights.”

The Ghost of John Wayne: “Plenty of reasons why a man might end up out here under God's ceiling. There are times he just can't be civilised, and those who are can't come up with a good enough reason to hang him.”

Russell Greer: “I never had a chance to explain. I'm a nice guy.”

The Ghost of John Wayne: “Tell that to the coyotes. When they get rabid they lose their fear of man. Out here it's just you sharing a blanket roll with rattlers thicker than Wyatt Earp's johnson. No strange for hundreds of miles in any direction.”

Russell Greer: “But I'm disabled. I deserve special consideration.”

The Ghost of John Wayne: “You know in Gracefield County they'll string a man up if they see him walking with a limp. Preacher there told me, when the moon's the way it is tonight they call it a Joshua Moon, on account of it turning that colour the night before the walls of Jericho fell.”

Russell Greer: “One star! One star! Becky was friendly right up until the moment I handed her a two dollar tip. Then she said she wasn't allowed to date customers.”

The Ghost John Wayne, having tired of Greer, is monologuing a procedure developed by a Jesuit priest for safely raping squaws, sketching out the details in the dirt with the toe of his boot.
 
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