- Joined
- Mar 24, 2013
Phil's turning 34 years old and he's done sweet fuck-all with his life. Absolutely nothing. He's a pathetic, worthless wretch who spends his days playing Commie dressup like a fucking child. He lives his life in Imagination Land, pretending he's a badass, fascist-punching, Nazi-killing revolutionary so he can hide from the reality that he's a fat, powerless, pathetic manchild. He has no accomplishments to his credit aside from being a living, breathing, bumblefuck joke. He's clown shoes. 34 years old and he has nothing to show for his time on this Earth. Nothing. It's a good thing he has the mind of a child, barely capable of self-reflection and being analytical about his pathetic life, because a normal man in his position at this age would likely fall into a deep suicidal depression.