Amberlynn Reid - 600 pound pathological liar and U-Haul lesbian moving in with her next live-in maid/nurse/girlfriend.

Are you looking forward to seeing Jade's face on camera?

  • Yes

    Votes: 555 15.7%
  • No

    Votes: 349 9.9%
  • I don't care

    Votes: 2,635 74.5%

  • Total voters
    3,539
“I never acakshually eat orange chicken LOL only the haydurs say I do”
Bitch please. We saw you shovel it in almost daily every time you went to Lexington.
Just like the "I'm drawing a blank" on what she likes to eat.

Bish please we know that's ALL that's in your peabrain head.
 
Mr.Blobby Screenshot_20190920-102530.pngcalled.

He wants his Screenshot_20190920-102729.pnglaaaygs back.

Well done, Albert. You've outblobbed a character whose raison d'etre was to be a blob. Achievement unlocked, dear, have a bun. Or fifty.
 
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That may be the most cursed image I have ever seen. Like legitimately cursed, I may need to watch out for falling anvils for the rest of the week.

Although with her newfound lightness-of-boot as exemplified by Niblobski's gazelle twinklings upon the steps, watching out for low-flying Alberts might be a good idea. Death by Squelch is a fate no kiwi should meet*...

*we'd still laugh tho.
 
What is it with her orange chicken denial? It's part of your "brand" at this point gurl, just go along with it. It's like how she says "I don't like pizza.. I really only like, um, like white sauce pizza."
Technically she can only get it if they take the trip to Lexington, right? Taps forehead, Amber logic.
 
Nickacado: I actually have been to Singapore, 2 years ago.

Amberlynn: Eat Morningstar buffalo nuggets.

Not an. Oh wow how did you like it?
Not an, Oh what is it like in Singapore?
Nothing. No show of interest or curiosity at all.

Well thats because she is a crippling narcissistic who only has interests in her own gains and nothing else.
 
Nickacado: I actually have been to Singapore, 2 years ago.

Amberlynn: Eat Morningstar buffalo nuggets.

Not an. Oh wow how did you like it?
Not an, Oh what is it like in Singapore?
Nothing. No show of interest or curiosity at all.

It's this aspect of her that's bizarrely intriguing - I say "bizarrely" cos I'm buggered if I can explain my fascination with someone so vacant.

Bewailing the stupidity/irresponsibility/ignorance/blah blah blah of others has long fuelled human history - iirc Plato was whingeing about it. And no doubt got called a boring old fart - but I've truly never encountered someone so not just indifferent to anything around them that isn't themselves, but seemingly with no grasp that such indifference isn't the norm. It's a degree of self-absorption that some speds have but in all fairness, they're speds.

And we're not setting a high bar here, the world's chocka with those who don't go any further than the lowest common denominator TV and what it tells them to think; politicians rely on us unwashed masses training our eyes where they want us to look and the real deal goes on with us safely distracted in picking over minutiae. But even that, or dropping down to the lowest rung and participating in places like here, there's an interest outside something other than self. But nothing piques her interest ever.

Even Thumbo, with her crayoned cartoon masterpieces, is operating at a higher intellectual level than Albert; she has knowledge of her 'toons and interest in, albeit at barnacle level. Albert would say she's interested in fashion (no, finding tarps that fit does not count,) make-up (all goes unused into the hoard and the decade-old Elf bullets make their ten trillionth appearance as Al single-handedly invents the cosmeticolith) and the big one, her writeeeen. But that's entirely self referential and merely another medium via which to fatly gaze upon her own cheesy navel. If you gave her the most basic writing prompt, that of putting a pencil in front of her, the great moonface would merely crumple in confusion as she informed you it was, in fact, a pencil.

True, social media and YT especially are the cathedrals at which Generation Me worship their fabulous selves, and vapid bovine dumbth powers most of our cows. There is a seemingly-endless feed of shows like "Big Brother" on TV which, with their sleb versions merely stretching out the fifteen minutes of a few sadsack wannabes in a perpetually dwindling cycle of futility and nothingness. But even so, and in however small a fashion, there is usually some kind of external interest because most people find themselves intensely boring.

But not our Cheesebeast. It's like the ultimate expression of entropy, because it's a closed system; except for food, nothing goes in. How the actual fuck can anybody Life with zero curiosity? Especially as she seems to require someone amuse her constantly, but how do you amuse someone who has no interests outside themselves? Sit her in front of her own vids and watch her clap like a spastic bull walrus? If her only subject is Myself, the Life, the Legend, is she not then responsible if the Story is boring as all fuck?

And then I remember I'm fascinated and my small knitted brain blows in a geyser of frazzled pink wool....
 
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The cries for asspats. Unbelievable, yet delusional as well. You post every aspect of your fucktarded sit-shee-ashun of "leevin my bestest lyfe!" online for the world to see, then wanna whimper like a hurt puppy when peeps point out your lies, self-absorbed, bullshit.

Any "normal" person *might* get a little introspective about the hundreds of repeated comments. Not our gorl. She just reverts to "I'm rubber, you're glue... whatever you say bounces off of me and sticks to you!"

It would actually be laughable if it wasn't so sad.
 
The cries for asspats. Unbelievable, yet delusional as well. You post every aspect of your fucktarded sit-shee-ashun of "leevin my bestest lyfe!" online for the world to see, then wanna whimper like a hurt puppy when peeps point out your lies, self-absorbed, bullshit.

Any "normal" person *might* get a little introspective about the hundreds of repeated comments. Not our gorl. She just reverts to "I'm rubber, you're glue... whatever you say bounces off of me and sticks to you!"

It would actually be laughable if it wasn't so sad.
To be fair everything bounces off hambo.
 
It's this aspect of her that's bizarrely intriguing - I say "bizarrely" cos I'm buggered if I can explain my fascination with someone so vacant.

Bewailing the stupidity/irresponsibility/ignorance/blah blah blah of others has long fuelled human history - iirc Plato was whingeing about it. And no doubt got called a boring old fart - but I've truly never encountered someone so not just indifferent to anything around them that isn't themselves, but seemingly with no grasp that such indifference isn't the norm. It's a degree of self-absorption that some speds have but in all fairness, they're speds.

And we're not setting a high bar here, the world's chocka with those who don't go any further than the lowest common denominator TV and what it tells them to think; politicians rely on us unwashed masses training our eyes where they want us to look and the real deal goes on with us safely distracted in picking over minutiae. But even that, or dropping down to the lowest rung and participating in places like here, there's an interest outside something other than self. But nothing piques her interest ever.

Even Thumbo, with her crayoned cartoon masterpieces, is operating at a higher intellectual level than Albert; she has knowledge of her 'toons and interest in, albeit at barnacle level. Albert would say she's interested in fashion (no, finding tarps that fit does not count,) make-up (all goes unused into the hoard and the decade-old Elf bullets make their ten trillionth appearance as Al single-handedly invents the cosmeticolith) and the big one, her writeeeen. But that's entirely self referential and merely another medium via which to fatly gaze upon her own cheesy navel. If you gave her the most basic writing prompt, that of putting a pencil in front of her, the great moonface would merely crumple in confusion as she informed you it was, in fact, a pencil.

True, social media and YT especially are the cathedrals at which Generation Me worship their fabulous selves, and vapid bovine dumbth powers most of our cows. There is a seemingly-endless feed of shows like "Big Brother" on TV which, with their sleb versions merely stretching out the fifteen minutes of a few sadsack wannabes in a perpetually dwindling cycle of futility and nothingness. But even so, and in however small a fashion, there is usually some kind of external interest because most people find themselves intensely boring.

But not our Cheesebeast. It's like the ultimate expression of entropy, because it's a closed system; except for food, nothing goes in. How the actual fuck can anybody Life with zero curiosity? Especially as she seems to require someone amuse her constantly, but how do you amuse someone who has no interests outside themselves? Sit her in front of her own vids and watch her clap like a spastic bull walrus? If her only subject is Myself, the Life, the Legend, is she not then responsible if the Story is boring as all fuck?

And then I remember I'm fascinated and my small knitted brain blows in a geyser of frazzled pink wool....
That's spot on. She'll feign interest in something that gets lodged in that smooth peabrain of her's, but she has a base level of knowledge about it and can't be assed to learn anymore about it. Take the ridiculously stupid chemtrails and flat Earth bullshit she spouts. She only recently said that the Earth may be round. Sis. Look at her dumbfuck reaction to the 2016 election of which she chose to thankfully not participate (we have enough ignorant fucks voting, we don't need one more). She's woefully uninformed and has no interest whatsoever in becoming informed about anything.

One would think that someone interested in writeeeeeeeen who does fuck all every day would take an online creative writeeeeeeen course. One would think that someone who has no real responsibilities except making videos void of any entertainment value would watch a couple of tutorials on lighteeeeeen and how to use that expensive camera properly and editeeeeeeen. One would think someone so food obsessed would watch a recipe tutorial video or two and learn sometheeeeen about flavor profiles and actual nutrition.

She is not capable of learning, I'm convinced of that. As long as she has Trisha Paytas on the lap top and whatever her lizard brain is craving to eat in her hands she's perfectly happy. Regardless of what she says, she's living her best life as she sees it. If she wasn't, she'd do something about it. That's why I have no reservations about watching her eat herself into a, gluttonous grave.
 
Oh fuck I forgot about that remark she made... The crop dusters thing gets me everytime, I honestly think the bitch must be exceptional.

The idea that she believes that shit, but acts like speculation about her laaahf is totally all conspiracy theory bullshit.
Despite there being more evidence to most of the speculation out there than there is for flat earth or chemtrails...


It's way beyond exceptional.
 
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