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Oh no! Louis deleted his Twitter account! What's the reason this time?


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So what, you're upset your dad couldn't hear the TV over you yelling and you took it personally and tattled to mommy? She probably brought up you don't pay rent to not-so-subtly tell you to stop whining and go away in the same way the mean Kiwis call you fat.

It's absurdly childish to literally threaten to run away and say you're going to kill yourself at a perceived slight because somebody thought you were annoying and tried ignoring you.
 
The key words about druggie brother are "come and go" - he doesn't still live at home rent-and-bill-free like a certain fat slug. Despite his problems he's out there taking care of himself, independent of momma.

@_01 - You might have missed it, Lou's twitter url is back to 'acetigress', for the thread title ;)

Edit:
Lou got his new ipad, next grift will of course be for the keyboard case
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So what, you're upset your dad couldn't hear the TV over you yelling and you took it personally and tattled to mommy? She probably brought up you don't pay rent to not-so-subtly tell you to stop whining and go away in the same way the mean Kiwis call you fat.

It's absurdly childish to literally threaten to run away and say you're going to kill yourself at a perceived slight because somebody thought you were annoying and tried ignoring you.

No, no. It went like this:

The final scene opens on Lou, our fat, sexless, furfag protagonist walking in to the living room one final time. Nephew and Grandpa sit on the couch watching the game.

Nephew: Uncle Lou, Uncle Lou, did you hear? Tommy invited me to his birthday party...at the BOWLING ALLEY! I'll finally get to see all my friends again!

Lou: [Distractedly] Huh? Oh...yeah...good for you.

[An awkward silence falls, Nephew bopping around the room with excitement. Grandpa sighs and glances in Lou's direction, then looks back at the game.]

Lou: [Very quietly] Grandpa, I can take-

Grandpa: [Loudly] What did you say, boy?

Lou: I said I could take him to th-

Grandpa: [Louder] You could WHAT?

Lou: [Slightly louder] I could take him to the bowling-

Grandpa: Boy, I told you a million times to stop interrupting us when the game is on! [He pats the couch next to him, Nephew jumps back onto the couch and cheers]

Nephew: Yeah Uncle Lou! We're watching the game!

Lou: I...I was just saying that I... [Grandpa turns up the volume, drowning out Lou]

[Denise pokes her head into the living room from the kitchen]


Denise: Dad, will you turn that down? [She spots Lou] Louis, what are you doing down here, I thought you were in your room?

Lou: N...no. I..uh...I was, uh...Is my dinner ready yet?

Denise: [With cold anger, growing in intensity] Your dinner? YOUR dinner? Is YOUR DINNER ready yet? You don't even pay RENT here! You don't pay bills! You hide in your room playing video games all day, you never clean a thing, you're filthy, you stink, you don't wash, you don't help me, or help your grandpa, or even your nephew! You're lazy and useless and selfish! You constantly go to the store, bringing back candy and chips and all this shit for yourself, only God KNOWS where you get the money. You act like a selfish, entitled brat about everything! And you're also almost FORTY! You can't even get a job, never mind keeping it! You add nothing of value to this home, you just take and take and take, and you would DARE to ask me, your mother, who gave you life, who raised you, and who STILL provides a roof over your ungrateful fat head for YOUR dinner?

[Lou stands weak-kneed, tears in his eyes. Grandpa watches on, half-smiling, covering Nephew's ears. Denise's anger has peaked, years of Lou's indolence have taken their toll. Denise finally says to Lou's face what she's been saying to everyone else]

Denise: [Shouting, unrestrained] Even your brother would NEVER, EVER, EVER act like this. You are PATHETIC!

[Lou lets out a sob, and turns, slowly thundering back up the stairs to his room. Denise watches him try to run, her anger softening as Lou retreats. Grandpa chuckles and pats Nephew on the head, they turn back to the game.]

[Lights fade off in the living room, and on in Lou's Room. Lou is sobbing into his arms at his computer table. The scope of his tiny life has been laid bare in front of him. His failures, his losses, his inadequacy, his eternal downward spiral, all has been revealed by his mother's deepest cut]

[Lou lifts his head up, still sobbing. Laboriously, he holds his head up with one arm and begins to use the computer. He finds the mouse cursor and opens Firefox, going to Twitter, one last, final time]

[Still blubbering, Lou types out two tweets and sends them, then lumbers over to topple into his bed.]

[The lights begin to dim]


Lou: [In a whisper, just before the final fade out] ...I wish I was dead, too.
 
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No, no. It went like this:

The final scene opens on Lou, our fat, sexless, furfag protagonist walking in to the living room one final time. Nephew and Grandpa sit on the couch watching the game.

Nephew: Uncle Lou, Uncle Lou, did you hear? Tommy invited me to his birthday party...at the BOWLING ALLEY! I'll finally get to see all my friends again!

Lou: [Distractedly] Huh? Oh...yeah...good for you.

[An awkward silence falls, Nephew bopping around the room with excitement. Grandpa sighs and glances in Lou's direction, then looks back at the game.]

Lou: [Very quietly] Grandpa, I can take-

Grandpa: [Loudly] What did you say, boy?

Lou: I said I could take him to th-

Grandpa: [Louder] You could WHAT?

Lou: [Slightly louder] I could take him to the bowling-

Grandpa: Boy, I told you a million times to stop interrupting us when the game is on! [He pats the couch next to him, Nephew jumps back onto the couch and cheers]

Nephew: Yeah Uncle Lou! We're watching the game!

Lou: I...I was just saying that I... [Grandpa turns up the volume, drowning out Lou]

[Denise pokes her head into the living room from the kitchen]


Denise: Dad, will you turn that down? [She spots Lou] Louis, what are you doing down here, I thought you were in your room?

Lou: N...no. I..uh...I was, uh...Is my dinner ready yet?

Denise: [With cold anger, growing in intensity] Your food? YOUR food? Is YOUR FOOD ready yet? You don't even pay RENT here! You don't pay bills! You hide in your room playing video games all day, you never clean a thing, you're filthy, you stink, you don't wash, you don't help me, or help your grandpa, or even your nephew! You're lazy and useless and selfish! You constantly go to the store, bringing back candy and chips and all this shit for yourself, only God KNOWS where you get the money. You act like a selfish, entitled brat about everything! And you're also almost FORTY! You can't even get a job, never mind keeping it! You add nothing of value to this home, you just take and take and take, and you would DARE to ask me, your mother, who gave you life, who raised you, and who STILL provides a roof over your ungrateful fat head for YOUR dinner?

[Lou stands weak-kneed, tears in his eyes. Grandpa watches on, half-smiling, covering Nephew's ears. Denise's anger has peaked, years of Lou's indolence have taken their toll. Denise finally says to Lou's face what she's been saying to everyone else]

Denise: [Shouting, unrestrained] Even your brother would NEVER, EVER, EVER act like this. You are PATHETIC!

[Lou lets out a sob, and turns, slowly thundering back up the stairs to his room. Denise watches him try to run, her anger softening as Lou retreats. Grandpa chuckles and pats Nephew on the head, they turn back to the game.]

[Lights fade off in the living room, and on in Lou's Room. Lou is sobbing into his arms at his computer table. The scope of his tiny life has been laid bare in front of him. His failures, his losses, his inadequacy, his eternal downward spiral, all has been revealed by his mother's deepest cut]

[Lou lifts his head up, still sobbing. Laboriously, he holds his head up with one arm and begins to use the computer. He finds the mouse cursor and opens Firefox, going to Twitter, one last, final time]

[Still blubbering, Lou types out two tweets and sends them, then lumbers over to topple into his bed.]

[The lights begin to dim]


Lou: [In a whisper, just before the final fade out] ...I wish I was dead, too.

And once again, Kiwis demonstrate that their shitposting is better writing than anything Lou claims to have “professionally” done.
 
The key words about druggie brother are "come and go" - he doesn't still live at home rent-and-bill-free like a certain fat slug. Despite his problems he's out there taking care of himself, independent of momma.

@_01 - You might have missed it, Lou's twitter url is back to 'acetigress', for the thread title ;)

Edit:
Lou got his new ipad, next grift will of course be for the keyboard case
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WTF is a keyboard case and why is it needed? And why is it allegedly $170? And why did you buy another iPad? You have plenty. And saying you're selling something isn't actually selling it.
Maybe a lot of people do this but I thought it was funny that he said the exact same thing in the replies, and quote tweeted it too!
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Like you're holding your dead mother as a slave to take care of you?
 
Ear infections can get pretty nasty, so it can definitely be a hospital worthy thing. Rumour from a family friend of John dunsworth (Jim Lahey on tpb) is that he died from an ear infection going south.
Fucked-up ears run in my mother's family. Ear infections are dangerous for people with sensitive and vulnerable ears and when neglected so they spread.
WTF is a keyboard case and why is it needed? And why is it allegedly $170? And why did you buy another iPad? You have plenty. And saying you're selling something isn't actually selling it.
It's literally a case with a built-in bluetooth keyboard the user can fold out to stand like a... wait for it... small-ish laptop.
 
WTF is a keyboard case and why is it needed? And why is it allegedly $170? And why did you buy another iPad? You have plenty. And saying you're selling something isn't actually selling it.

Like you're holding your dead mother as a slave to take care of you?
$170 is way too much for a keyboard case. Maybe when the iPad just came out, I could see it, but definitely not now.
 
Lol no one thinks he's a POC or anything. Idiot

But I love that he's blogging about his mama telling him off. I feel like if she had said that kind of stuff much before, we would have heard about it.

Maybe he really is getting close to having mommy give him the boot.
If Lou gets kicked out, there would be an earthquake when he hits the curb. Because he's fucking fat.
 
I've really wondered if mama has some sort of substance abuse disorder. Her Facebook posts are beyond illiterate, they're downright manic and nonsensical.

I've considered pain pills and alcohol but I can't believe that Louis wouldn't use that as part of his grift if it were true. Having an addict mom would be a perfect fit into his sob story.
 
It's literally a case with a built-in bluetooth keyboard the user can fold out to stand like a... wait for it... small-ish laptop.
WTF? He needs another keyboard? This clown has some serious cash and is taking these rubes for a ride and a half.

He's trying to say he's Greek. Though Grecian is for ancient Greece and is a word use for fucking architect over one's race.
But I thought he was Jewish.......
 
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