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Roger is a co-worker of mine who I've mentioned before in past posts.
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Ah. You last mentioned him nearly two years ago.
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There is a non-binary furry that I graduated HS with. I occasionally check up on his twitter, which he literally spams everywhere. It's all standard fare, really -- too open with his weird kinks, continually screeches about one run-of-the-mill woke point or another, and terribly terribly ugly -- the type of ugly where, objectively, he does not have any obvious deformity per say, but one look at him and you can tell that he is an unkempt degenerate that eats like shit and is not disciplined enough to put his phone down to get a good night sleep.
Again, nothing completely novel, but he hits all the lolcow points to a T, and just having known him in person makes everything much funnier for some reason.
Again, nothing completely novel, but he hits all the lolcow points to a T, and just having known him in person makes everything much funnier for some reason.
Edwardsullen
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Here's his new twitter account, He knows that he'll probably fit in with groypers since they love MAPs.
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Personally, one of my favorites to follow was a strange Turkroach in the Source community named Vortigaunt Jr. He puts up addons on the Garry’s Mod workshop that vary in quality. He has his own “Vortigaunt OC” and he has a massive hate boner for Gordon Freeman and G-Man. He originally had a fan fiction where his OC had sex with a female Vortigaunt on Deviant Art but I believe that got deleted (sadly no archive). But people would constantly fuck with him and he would get mad telling people they were “the shit that came from his ass” and that “life will give you punish.”
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Now, this one is a relatively sad one. Fred Spencer was some old Canadian dude who lived in a trailer who made animations on YouTube. His most popular video by far is his oldest, called Who Needs a Movie? with 1.7 Million views at the time of typing this. The animations were horrible, his vlogs were utterly bizarre, and his music was horrendous. But all these videos have such a unique quality where they are so bad they are utterly amazing and entertaining to watch. Sadly, he passed away a couple years ago from natural causes. But his YouTube is still up. PLEASE watch some of his videos. His videos range from skits, series’s, politics (huge anti-Trumper, depicts Trump as a fat, orange abomination in his animations), news, music videos, vlogs, status updates, strange occurrences in his life, his personal thoughts and so much more. I don’t want this man’s life to be in vain and his imprint on the world deserves to be remembered. Maybe someone on this forum will appreciate him as much as I do.
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Now, this one is a relatively sad one. Fred Spencer was some old Canadian dude who lived in a trailer who made animations on YouTube. His most popular video by far is his oldest, called Who Needs a Movie? with 1.7 Million views at the time of typing this. The animations were horrible, his vlogs were utterly bizarre, and his music was horrendous. But all these videos have such a unique quality where they are so bad they are utterly amazing and entertaining to watch. Sadly, he passed away a couple years ago from natural causes. But his YouTube is still up. PLEASE watch some of his videos. His videos range from skits, series’s, politics (huge anti-Trumper, depicts Trump as a fat, orange abomination in his animations), news, music videos, vlogs, status updates, strange occurrences in his life, his personal thoughts and so much more. I don’t want this man’s life to be in vain and his imprint on the world deserves to be remembered. Maybe someone on this forum will appreciate him as much as I do.
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Another gripe is radical pirates.
I do not mean plunderers from the 90's. I mean those who say that piracy is always morally correct and that only bootlickers would oppose piracy, especially to large corporations, including Disney an Discovery.
Take this from someone who pirates pretty much every console game, panic-pirated Infinity Train, and ended u pirating a lot of 'lost' Cartoon Network programmes: I actually prefer to do things legitimately once I can, not just because of the legality aspect, but because I wan to show my suppor to the people who make these things, whether through direct financial support or simply adding 1 to those company-monitored view counts, trying to tell them tha the show or game is worthwhile.
I do not mean plunderers from the 90's. I mean those who say that piracy is always morally correct and that only bootlickers would oppose piracy, especially to large corporations, including Disney an Discovery.
Take this from someone who pirates pretty much every console game, panic-pirated Infinity Train, and ended u pirating a lot of 'lost' Cartoon Network programmes: I actually prefer to do things legitimately once I can, not just because of the legality aspect, but because I wan to show my suppor to the people who make these things, whether through direct financial support or simply adding 1 to those company-monitored view counts, trying to tell them tha the show or game is worthwhile.
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Seconding Fred Spencer. His work is horrifically funny, thanks to his old man charm and commitment to animating with Open Office Draw in his early works. It's a neat creative limitation honestly.
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There's this skank I know IRL who tried to get me into trouble with the police because I bullied some fat kid, after I got out of having problems from that I talked shit to her and she overdosed on Xanax the next day LOL
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Are you perhaps talking about Louise Argyll?
Bitch wasn't confined to Twitter, she would make earnest attempts at shitting up anything Marxist-Leninist or Socialist on the internet. I'm seriously surprised there's no thread on her.
Also, I'm pretty sure she antedates Twitter. I first encountered her trying to argue on a Trotskyist site/forum back in the early 2000s, maybe even before.
I didn't even know she was a tranny until now (probably because I quickly learned to tune that shit out).
I was always doubtful about that person - seemed almost like an elaborate troll persona, especially with her endless bullshit arguments such as "anime and manga are genuine proletarian art forms!"
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Yes. I was only aware of the facebook antics where the last name was spelled Argall as it is on her serviving MR Online article that I linked to. I agree she deserves her own thread but has so thoroughly ghosted the internet and is way past her heyday so unless your really willing to do some proper internet archeology I don't see how that would work anymore unless there is a return.
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One of my relatives is actually the most horrorcow person I've ever known, I don't even know where to start with this bitch, I really don't. The closest comparison lolcow-wise I can think of is FoodieBeauty.
So, where to start... she has been fired from over 5 fast food jobs, she doesn't shower for weeks on end nor does she brush her teeth or change her clothes, she's had over 10 STDs, a body count of over 100 men mostly consisting of black men and Mexicans, she has piercings and tattoos everywhere and refuses to shower because she's afraid it will damage her chest tattoo. She used to be attractive but lately has been putting on the pounds... that's barely scraping the iceberg. I only know this because she has no filter when she speaks, and will tell everybody about her life and even disgusting parts of her life like how her vagina smells bad, or how she has an infected bellybutton piercing.
Oh, and she got a DUI charge and was sent to jail. I thought she might learn from her mistakes finally, but one of our relatives fucking paid her bail and she didn't spend a night in jail. She still drinks and drives and has even run over a pedestrian.
One of the funnier things I remember is she once worked at Dairy Queen, and you know how they hold the ice cream upside down before serving it to you? She's accidentally dumped ice cream into a woman's purse. And funniest of all to me, somehow managed to dump ice cream on a baby's head.
Maybe you feel bad for her. I do too at times. But she seemingly has an inability to learn from her mistakes, outright refuses to listen to any advice, is dumber than a box of rocks, and she is a snappy bitch with the mouth of a sailor. I dunno man. It's clear she has symptoms of depression. I dunno. I just want her to stop doing this dumb shit, she has already ruined her life and she's barely into her twenties.
So, where to start... she has been fired from over 5 fast food jobs, she doesn't shower for weeks on end nor does she brush her teeth or change her clothes, she's had over 10 STDs, a body count of over 100 men mostly consisting of black men and Mexicans, she has piercings and tattoos everywhere and refuses to shower because she's afraid it will damage her chest tattoo. She used to be attractive but lately has been putting on the pounds... that's barely scraping the iceberg. I only know this because she has no filter when she speaks, and will tell everybody about her life and even disgusting parts of her life like how her vagina smells bad, or how she has an infected bellybutton piercing.
Oh, and she got a DUI charge and was sent to jail. I thought she might learn from her mistakes finally, but one of our relatives fucking paid her bail and she didn't spend a night in jail. She still drinks and drives and has even run over a pedestrian.
One of the funnier things I remember is she once worked at Dairy Queen, and you know how they hold the ice cream upside down before serving it to you? She's accidentally dumped ice cream into a woman's purse. And funniest of all to me, somehow managed to dump ice cream on a baby's head.
Maybe you feel bad for her. I do too at times. But she seemingly has an inability to learn from her mistakes, outright refuses to listen to any advice, is dumber than a box of rocks, and she is a snappy bitch with the mouth of a sailor. I dunno man. It's clear she has symptoms of depression. I dunno. I just want her to stop doing this dumb shit, she has already ruined her life and she's barely into her twenties.
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She sounds like a total cow but I always thought that was some serious bullshit and the last thing I want is some asshole turning my ice cream upside down as some weird gamble to get it for free. . .after I have ice cream all over my shit, thanks a lot, DQ execs. Not sure how this would be her fault no matter how fat she is, unless she literally let it melt. . .which okay, probably she did if she's that much of a cow, but still.
Don't turn my ice cream upside down just give it to me, if I think it's melted, I'll bitch about it myself.
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Well, she is a lazy bitch so yes, most likely she gave it to the guests after it had been sitting out for awhile and was a bit melted. I have worked with her before, absolute slob. She'll take food that doesn't sell and just eat it at her station. Fuckin' nasty whore. One of the most horrifying things is she is allowed to work with food, like chicken wings, despite having no personal hygiene.
And I FUCKING AGREE ABOUT THE DAIRY QUEEN THING. I don't give a fuck if the ice cream can magically stay in the cup or not, it's frozen so NO FUCKING SHIT it's not gonna fall out. Why do they make their employees do this? It's so awkward and stupid.
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I don't know how you can even manage that really, at least for things like Blizzards unless you actually make a point to go and hold it over the person which is insane. I've only ever gotten a cone from DQ a few times in my life so I wasn't even aware than they do the upside down thing like they do for the aforementioned Blizzards.
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Okay, so I have a co-worker that at first I classed as merely a funny retard that our manager, desperate for any new employee, hired to fill out the roster, but after several years this person has morphed into a genuinely creepy rabbit hole that I can't help but want to look deeper into. First of all is his name. I'm not going to say his exact name as there are several factors involved (I'll get to that later), but I will describe it. His name is hilariously unfortunate; something only a parent that hates their kid would give. His first name is a common euphemism for a penis, and his last name is the plural of a common euphemism for vaginas. So just for clarity I will refer to my co-worker as "Cock Pussies" or just "Cock". So Cock is white, about 6'2, in decent shape, mid thirties, constantly wears shades, only eats a bag of salad for lunch (No dressing or additives. Literaly just a bag of salad that you would buy at the grocery store), and talks like a bad Adam west impression. Cock is autistic, has brain damage, and has a twin brother, but I didn't find out about these things (Other than conjecture) for a couple months after meeting him. I found out very quickly that he loves batman; batman merch is just about the only thing he buys.
So for the first couple of months I just watched to see all the weird stuff he would do. He would talk to himself when he thought he was alone. One time I turned the corner and saw him making a "Kung Fu" pose while doing a hi-pitched "Waaaah!". When I cought him doing that he immediate stopped and just non-nonchalantly walked by. He would do vocal stimming whenever the shop got to loud. When he was up in the loft he would stalk around and silently pretend to be batman. He would do Christian Bale style vocals on occasion. Sometimes when the store wasn't too busy he would go into the restroom and watch episodes of cartoons to waste the time. His stuff was mostly just goofy shit that we would all laugh at; That would change when we hired a moderately attractive woman that was around Cocks age.
I say moderately because while this woman did put in some work on maintaining her body 35 hit her face hard. Now why was it rare to hire a woman at our job? It was an autoparts store, and just for the simple fact that most women are not interested in let alone want to work with autoparts in any capacity. In addition, most of our customers, including other women, do not trust a woman to give them advice or help with their cars; it's just a fact of the industry. Back to the point Cock would continually try to talk to (I'll call her karen because it fits here personality) Karen, but Karen would get the creeps when talking and was clearly not interested with even interacting with Cock. Then it gets weird, so our bathroom situation at work sucks. We only have two single bathrooms, one male one female, so it's not uncommon for one to use the other if the bathroom for their gender is being used.
So we find out that cock would start purposefully going into the womens bathroom and pissing all over the place, on the walls, on the toilet handle, on the floor. Eventually Cock was banned from using the womens bathrooms. Cock would also start following Karen home (as far as to her apartments, not up to her parking spot, thankfully not that far). It got to a point that another employee would volunteer to cover any shifts where she was scheduled to be alone with cock. Thankfully it never escalated to anything more serious, and eventually Karen found a different job. Now so far Cock has just been weird and done fairly minor sex pest shit, but it's about to get weirder.
So every year my family has a reunion out at a riverside resort. It has been a couple of months since Cock has been working with me, and I've been telling stories to my friends about Cock so I decided to tell some family members too. As I'm telling these stories by the campfire I say Cocks name. One of my cousins immediately turned to look at me and said "Cock Pussies? You know Cock Pussies?"
After that my cousin explained to me how he, Cock Pussies, and Cocks twin brother (whose first name was a euphemism for arousal, because their parents hated them) Horny Pussies were in the boy scouts and went to school together. My cousin, who I will refer to as John, genuinely tried to be friends with Cock and Horny, who were school outcasts; Cock because he was retarded, and Horny because he was a psycho. John told me that the brothers were both autistic, but Cock was brain damaged due to a mishap during birth where the doctor grabbed Cocks head too hard with tongs because Cock was stuck. John said something along the lines of "They were both weird, but Cock was too stupid to be dangerous." Eventually Johns efforts to befriend Cock and Horny blew up and Horny Began to stalk and harass John. Eventually Johns father had to chase off Horny from their house with a shotgun (I've noticed that Cock freaks out when you point at him so I speculate that he might have been there too). I later talked to a friend who looked up Horny's name to see if he had a criminal record and it turned out that Horny has several DUI's and restraining orders.
So my mind was blown by this development and I asked if John knew of any funny or interesting stories about the brothers. After a moment John told me a few. Like how Cock was banned from a water park because he would try to swim between womens legs. So I said earlier how Cock is obsessed with Batman; apparently Horny is obsessed with Superman. One year for Halloween the twins bought custom movie quality costumes of their preferred super heros. Well apparently they had not ever done a fitting because they found out that they were very allergic to the skin tight latex that they were wearing on the night of the holiday. So just imagine batman and superman with allergic reactions bad enough to trap then in their suits. They both kept their suits by the way and wore them again the next year, it was probably because the suits cost several hundred dollars, but they did keep them.
Another story John told me was the time that the twins got into a fight in the middle of the day, in the tourist district of our state capitals downtown. Despite reading superhero comics their whole lives they were very poor fighters; they mostly flailed around and did moves a kindergartner would think looked cool in their head until they actually did it. Eventually Horny did a wound up hammer fist down at Cock. Cock kneeled and raised his forearm to catch his brothers hammer fist. Somehow this worked and Horny ended up hurting his shoulder big time. While Horny was on the ground Cock said something like "That's right", and then occasionally looking at himself in a nearby reflective window and doing his "wining move" pose too see how cool he thought he looked.
John told me these stories then asked me not divulge this information with my co-workers. I agreed and it was probably for the best; I did not want that information to somehow get back to Cock. A year or so rolled by without much going on aside from Cock doing general retarded things like fuck up customer orders, or lose orders entirely.
That changed very recently with two very creepy details emerging. The first detail was that I found out that Cock and Horny lived together and they had a chicken coop and several chickens. Why is this detail important? When karen was employed she told me about a weird interaction that Cock had with her and another employee. So the employee that I mentioned earlier that would volunteer to take Karens shifts was talking with Karen, and they were talking mad shit about Cock; within earshot. So Cock walks over to Karen and the employee and says something like "You know if you keep talking like that you'll end up in the chicken coop." When asked by Karen what the hell he meant Cock Just responded "Well you know... Bahk! Bahk!" and then walked away. Why would he say that? Why would he consider that punishment? No clue, but I kinda don't want to find out.
The second development is even worse. Now we are at the portion of this where I have to admit that I am a nerd, and that one of my hobbies is painting miniatures. From time to time I like to show off my minis to my coworkers; you know to boost my ego and the like. Well I realized that I had never shown my minis to Cock. As a general rule I try to minimize my interactions with Cock, but it was a slow day and I was fishing for compliments so I figured what the hell. So I show Cock my miniatures, he likes them, then he pulls out his phone. Cock then showed me his doll collection. Apparently Cock will find pictures of women online that he likes and then fashion a barbie doll to "Look like" those women. Cocks method was that he would find some hair like material to match, find a doll with the right skin tone, and ether sew up some clothing or crudely paint clothes onto the doll. All this to match the pictures of women that he liked.
I very quickly exited that conversation before I could learn more. I honestly feel genuinely disturbed by that man, and I will continue to minimize my interactions with Cock. Cock used to be a funny retard that I would laugh about to my friends, and now I feel the need to be on my toes around him.
So for the first couple of months I just watched to see all the weird stuff he would do. He would talk to himself when he thought he was alone. One time I turned the corner and saw him making a "Kung Fu" pose while doing a hi-pitched "Waaaah!". When I cought him doing that he immediate stopped and just non-nonchalantly walked by. He would do vocal stimming whenever the shop got to loud. When he was up in the loft he would stalk around and silently pretend to be batman. He would do Christian Bale style vocals on occasion. Sometimes when the store wasn't too busy he would go into the restroom and watch episodes of cartoons to waste the time. His stuff was mostly just goofy shit that we would all laugh at; That would change when we hired a moderately attractive woman that was around Cocks age.
I say moderately because while this woman did put in some work on maintaining her body 35 hit her face hard. Now why was it rare to hire a woman at our job? It was an autoparts store, and just for the simple fact that most women are not interested in let alone want to work with autoparts in any capacity. In addition, most of our customers, including other women, do not trust a woman to give them advice or help with their cars; it's just a fact of the industry. Back to the point Cock would continually try to talk to (I'll call her karen because it fits here personality) Karen, but Karen would get the creeps when talking and was clearly not interested with even interacting with Cock. Then it gets weird, so our bathroom situation at work sucks. We only have two single bathrooms, one male one female, so it's not uncommon for one to use the other if the bathroom for their gender is being used.
So we find out that cock would start purposefully going into the womens bathroom and pissing all over the place, on the walls, on the toilet handle, on the floor. Eventually Cock was banned from using the womens bathrooms. Cock would also start following Karen home (as far as to her apartments, not up to her parking spot, thankfully not that far). It got to a point that another employee would volunteer to cover any shifts where she was scheduled to be alone with cock. Thankfully it never escalated to anything more serious, and eventually Karen found a different job. Now so far Cock has just been weird and done fairly minor sex pest shit, but it's about to get weirder.
So every year my family has a reunion out at a riverside resort. It has been a couple of months since Cock has been working with me, and I've been telling stories to my friends about Cock so I decided to tell some family members too. As I'm telling these stories by the campfire I say Cocks name. One of my cousins immediately turned to look at me and said "Cock Pussies? You know Cock Pussies?"
After that my cousin explained to me how he, Cock Pussies, and Cocks twin brother (whose first name was a euphemism for arousal, because their parents hated them) Horny Pussies were in the boy scouts and went to school together. My cousin, who I will refer to as John, genuinely tried to be friends with Cock and Horny, who were school outcasts; Cock because he was retarded, and Horny because he was a psycho. John told me that the brothers were both autistic, but Cock was brain damaged due to a mishap during birth where the doctor grabbed Cocks head too hard with tongs because Cock was stuck. John said something along the lines of "They were both weird, but Cock was too stupid to be dangerous." Eventually Johns efforts to befriend Cock and Horny blew up and Horny Began to stalk and harass John. Eventually Johns father had to chase off Horny from their house with a shotgun (I've noticed that Cock freaks out when you point at him so I speculate that he might have been there too). I later talked to a friend who looked up Horny's name to see if he had a criminal record and it turned out that Horny has several DUI's and restraining orders.
So my mind was blown by this development and I asked if John knew of any funny or interesting stories about the brothers. After a moment John told me a few. Like how Cock was banned from a water park because he would try to swim between womens legs. So I said earlier how Cock is obsessed with Batman; apparently Horny is obsessed with Superman. One year for Halloween the twins bought custom movie quality costumes of their preferred super heros. Well apparently they had not ever done a fitting because they found out that they were very allergic to the skin tight latex that they were wearing on the night of the holiday. So just imagine batman and superman with allergic reactions bad enough to trap then in their suits. They both kept their suits by the way and wore them again the next year, it was probably because the suits cost several hundred dollars, but they did keep them.
Another story John told me was the time that the twins got into a fight in the middle of the day, in the tourist district of our state capitals downtown. Despite reading superhero comics their whole lives they were very poor fighters; they mostly flailed around and did moves a kindergartner would think looked cool in their head until they actually did it. Eventually Horny did a wound up hammer fist down at Cock. Cock kneeled and raised his forearm to catch his brothers hammer fist. Somehow this worked and Horny ended up hurting his shoulder big time. While Horny was on the ground Cock said something like "That's right", and then occasionally looking at himself in a nearby reflective window and doing his "wining move" pose too see how cool he thought he looked.
John told me these stories then asked me not divulge this information with my co-workers. I agreed and it was probably for the best; I did not want that information to somehow get back to Cock. A year or so rolled by without much going on aside from Cock doing general retarded things like fuck up customer orders, or lose orders entirely.
That changed very recently with two very creepy details emerging. The first detail was that I found out that Cock and Horny lived together and they had a chicken coop and several chickens. Why is this detail important? When karen was employed she told me about a weird interaction that Cock had with her and another employee. So the employee that I mentioned earlier that would volunteer to take Karens shifts was talking with Karen, and they were talking mad shit about Cock; within earshot. So Cock walks over to Karen and the employee and says something like "You know if you keep talking like that you'll end up in the chicken coop." When asked by Karen what the hell he meant Cock Just responded "Well you know... Bahk! Bahk!" and then walked away. Why would he say that? Why would he consider that punishment? No clue, but I kinda don't want to find out.
The second development is even worse. Now we are at the portion of this where I have to admit that I am a nerd, and that one of my hobbies is painting miniatures. From time to time I like to show off my minis to my coworkers; you know to boost my ego and the like. Well I realized that I had never shown my minis to Cock. As a general rule I try to minimize my interactions with Cock, but it was a slow day and I was fishing for compliments so I figured what the hell. So I show Cock my miniatures, he likes them, then he pulls out his phone. Cock then showed me his doll collection. Apparently Cock will find pictures of women online that he likes and then fashion a barbie doll to "Look like" those women. Cocks method was that he would find some hair like material to match, find a doll with the right skin tone, and ether sew up some clothing or crudely paint clothes onto the doll. All this to match the pictures of women that he liked.
I very quickly exited that conversation before I could learn more. I honestly feel genuinely disturbed by that man, and I will continue to minimize my interactions with Cock. Cock used to be a funny retard that I would laugh about to my friends, and now I feel the need to be on my toes around him.
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It's been a very long time since I last posted about Laurelle, my pet lolcow, mostly because she's still homeless, still bouncing from one state to another in search of the perfect place where all of her problems will be solved, and still totally unable to see how she is the source of all the shit and chaos in her life.
She doesn't post online about her latest disasters as much as she used to because the communities I used to encounter her in either banned her for being a whiny bitch, or shut down entirely. Also, she no longer has a laptop, and is now a permanent phonefag, dependent upon free wi-fi, which has limited her posting because she's too dumb to figure out where to pick up a signal.
She did get on disability, and until last month was living in cheap motels. She's now back to sleeping outside, for reasons I'll get to later.
She's had three boyfriends in the last few years, all of them homeless chronic fuck-ups with histories of substance abuse—but hey! They were all college graduates! Laurelle is dumb as shit, but fetishizes college degrees—especially graduate degrees—to an absurd level. Years ago, she was seeing a guy who had an MBA, and was from the UK, and it was obvious he only saw her as a booty call, but she was trying desperately to convince him to marry her. She didn't find him physically attractive, but the fact he had both an MBA and an awesome Britbong accent were, apparently, enough. She wanted him to leave his kids behind and move to LA with her, where she would pursue a career as an artist and movie extra, and went into a full-blown Cluster B meltdown when he not only refused, but kicked her ass to the curb.
Anyway, of the latest boyfriends, one died of a drug overdose (he was a foreign national who had a Britbong-adjacent accent, and was thus desirable); one treated her as his sugar mama, then got arrested for meth possession and possession of stolen property; and the latest one (according to her) was "abusive" because, as far as I can tell, he didn't fall for her histrionics, swoop in to rescue her from her own drama, or allow her to tell him what to do.
Laurelle is currently without a man—or much of anything else, because her identity got stolen, and the thief used her debit card number to rent hotel rooms and buy all kinds of stuff. Her bank has frozen her account for 90 days, so while no more money is going out, she can't access what she still has, and SSDI can't be direct deposited.
She had her lump-sum of back disability payments sitting in her savings account, plus whatever pittance she may have inherited when her mom died. So if Laurelle gets her account back with anything remaining in it, she'll be very lucky.
And how did her ID get stolen? Because she checked into a sketchy motel, one she'd stayed at before, where she'd had a previous problem with theft by housekeeping staff. And instead of being vigilant about security, knowing this place was a problem, she went off for the day and left an unlocked phone in her room, with easy access to her bank account on it, and housekeeping (she claims) stole it.
I don't like saying she asked for it, but god damn.
And honestly, this is classic Laurelle, as is her ranting and raving about how not only is the bank evil for freezing her account (so she can't receive her SSDI), but also because they won't reimburse her for all the money that got stolen due to her own carelessness.
Sometimes, things go almost smoothly for her, at least for a little while, and I start to think that maybe her fucked-up trainwreck of a life might actually improve—and then shit like this happens. It always happens. She always does the one stupid thing that will bring it all crashing down. I swear to god, it's as if she has this hidden will to self-destruct whatever peace might come her way, because she just needs that chaos in order to feel normal.
She doesn't post online about her latest disasters as much as she used to because the communities I used to encounter her in either banned her for being a whiny bitch, or shut down entirely. Also, she no longer has a laptop, and is now a permanent phonefag, dependent upon free wi-fi, which has limited her posting because she's too dumb to figure out where to pick up a signal.
She did get on disability, and until last month was living in cheap motels. She's now back to sleeping outside, for reasons I'll get to later.
She's had three boyfriends in the last few years, all of them homeless chronic fuck-ups with histories of substance abuse—but hey! They were all college graduates! Laurelle is dumb as shit, but fetishizes college degrees—especially graduate degrees—to an absurd level. Years ago, she was seeing a guy who had an MBA, and was from the UK, and it was obvious he only saw her as a booty call, but she was trying desperately to convince him to marry her. She didn't find him physically attractive, but the fact he had both an MBA and an awesome Britbong accent were, apparently, enough. She wanted him to leave his kids behind and move to LA with her, where she would pursue a career as an artist and movie extra, and went into a full-blown Cluster B meltdown when he not only refused, but kicked her ass to the curb.
Anyway, of the latest boyfriends, one died of a drug overdose (he was a foreign national who had a Britbong-adjacent accent, and was thus desirable); one treated her as his sugar mama, then got arrested for meth possession and possession of stolen property; and the latest one (according to her) was "abusive" because, as far as I can tell, he didn't fall for her histrionics, swoop in to rescue her from her own drama, or allow her to tell him what to do.
Laurelle is currently without a man—or much of anything else, because her identity got stolen, and the thief used her debit card number to rent hotel rooms and buy all kinds of stuff. Her bank has frozen her account for 90 days, so while no more money is going out, she can't access what she still has, and SSDI can't be direct deposited.
She had her lump-sum of back disability payments sitting in her savings account, plus whatever pittance she may have inherited when her mom died. So if Laurelle gets her account back with anything remaining in it, she'll be very lucky.
And how did her ID get stolen? Because she checked into a sketchy motel, one she'd stayed at before, where she'd had a previous problem with theft by housekeeping staff. And instead of being vigilant about security, knowing this place was a problem, she went off for the day and left an unlocked phone in her room, with easy access to her bank account on it, and housekeeping (she claims) stole it.
I don't like saying she asked for it, but god damn.
And honestly, this is classic Laurelle, as is her ranting and raving about how not only is the bank evil for freezing her account (so she can't receive her SSDI), but also because they won't reimburse her for all the money that got stolen due to her own carelessness.
Sometimes, things go almost smoothly for her, at least for a little while, and I start to think that maybe her fucked-up trainwreck of a life might actually improve—and then shit like this happens. It always happens. She always does the one stupid thing that will bring it all crashing down. I swear to god, it's as if she has this hidden will to self-destruct whatever peace might come her way, because she just needs that chaos in order to feel normal.
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- Mar 28, 2019
Oh do I have one for you.
About two months ago, I got a new coworker that probably didn't even last a month for reasons I was not surprised by. Let me just start by saying he was absolutely on the autism spectrum by many of his mannerisms and presentation. Awkward speech patterns? Check. Speech tics? Check. Obsessively talking about a single subject? Check. Mullet? Check. Lazy fashion sense? Check.
He was a bit of a problem child because of many of these issues. He often required me to help him on multiple tasks despite the fact he was very clearly capable of doing it himself. I cut him some slack his first week just figuring he's still not used to the job. But it keeps going on and on week after week of his helplessness. One weekend, he doesn't show up for work at all, and by the time he's come back the next week, he suddenly "can't do most of his job" after he supposedly got surgery. The "surgery" in question? Wisdom Tooth removal. He tried to use that as a valid excuse to get out of doing work.
When I mentioned he was obsessive about a single topic, he'd often bombard me with questions like "should I buy a switch with my first paycheck" as if I was his financial advisors. I really didn't want to get involved with the discussion with him, but I also didn't want to come off as rude. I just replied "I dunno its your money". He then rambled on about how his parents took half of his disability checks to cover "rent", which was just simply them charging him to live in their own house. His ramblings often wound up being whiny as he said he barely would have enough money with his first paycheck to buy a Switch because of his "rent problem". But then he'd start rambling on about Pokemon and trying to show me his progress on Pokemon Go. He'd start asking more questions after that before going off and saying "you sound annoyed" repeatedly when I showed no interest in responding further.
He also liked to strike up random conversations with total strangers, most of which either ignored him or gave the bare minimum in terms of a response, something he really didn't catch on to. Any time he saw guys from the Air Force passing by, he'd always shout "Thank you for your service" as loud as humanly possible, most of which even then still ignored him.
I thought I was gonna be stuck putting up with his crazy behavior until about two weeks ago when I heard he was suspended from his job before being outright fired for telling a racist joke to a black coworker.
About two months ago, I got a new coworker that probably didn't even last a month for reasons I was not surprised by. Let me just start by saying he was absolutely on the autism spectrum by many of his mannerisms and presentation. Awkward speech patterns? Check. Speech tics? Check. Obsessively talking about a single subject? Check. Mullet? Check. Lazy fashion sense? Check.
He was a bit of a problem child because of many of these issues. He often required me to help him on multiple tasks despite the fact he was very clearly capable of doing it himself. I cut him some slack his first week just figuring he's still not used to the job. But it keeps going on and on week after week of his helplessness. One weekend, he doesn't show up for work at all, and by the time he's come back the next week, he suddenly "can't do most of his job" after he supposedly got surgery. The "surgery" in question? Wisdom Tooth removal. He tried to use that as a valid excuse to get out of doing work.
When I mentioned he was obsessive about a single topic, he'd often bombard me with questions like "should I buy a switch with my first paycheck" as if I was his financial advisors. I really didn't want to get involved with the discussion with him, but I also didn't want to come off as rude. I just replied "I dunno its your money". He then rambled on about how his parents took half of his disability checks to cover "rent", which was just simply them charging him to live in their own house. His ramblings often wound up being whiny as he said he barely would have enough money with his first paycheck to buy a Switch because of his "rent problem". But then he'd start rambling on about Pokemon and trying to show me his progress on Pokemon Go. He'd start asking more questions after that before going off and saying "you sound annoyed" repeatedly when I showed no interest in responding further.
He also liked to strike up random conversations with total strangers, most of which either ignored him or gave the bare minimum in terms of a response, something he really didn't catch on to. Any time he saw guys from the Air Force passing by, he'd always shout "Thank you for your service" as loud as humanly possible, most of which even then still ignored him.
I thought I was gonna be stuck putting up with his crazy behavior until about two weeks ago when I heard he was suspended from his job before being outright fired for telling a racist joke to a black coworker.
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- May 10, 2020
Here to post my boy Adam Lazzara from Taking Back Sunday. He's my personal lolcow because he cannot sing to save his fucking life and is also the most out closeted bisexual I have ever seen.
Okay, so he can sing decently enough in some situations, but in most he just sounds like lung cancer. It was alright before because he was a cute, fresh-faced young man but now that he's older and is not a cute twink anymore it's like, "Dude, get some singing lessons." Kicker is, there is nothing he can do now. With all of the smoking, drinking, and demonic screeching he's done in the past (coupled with his limited range do to not expanding it in vocal lessons), he's done for. Everyone knows, and he knows it, so it's like watching a disaster in slow motion... just like in the "MakeDamnSure" video. Fitting.
Adam on a Good Day and also peak cuteness
I Crave Death
As for the closeted bisexual thing, just look at him. Look at him young him, and look at current him. Current Him also has the faggiest voice I've ever fucking heard, although he's using his "stage voice" in that last video. Younger him sounded pretty faggy too, but nowhere near as much as he does now. Reminds me of Gerard Way in that aspect.
Okay, so he can sing decently enough in some situations, but in most he just sounds like lung cancer. It was alright before because he was a cute, fresh-faced young man but now that he's older and is not a cute twink anymore it's like, "Dude, get some singing lessons." Kicker is, there is nothing he can do now. With all of the smoking, drinking, and demonic screeching he's done in the past (coupled with his limited range do to not expanding it in vocal lessons), he's done for. Everyone knows, and he knows it, so it's like watching a disaster in slow motion... just like in the "MakeDamnSure" video. Fitting.
As for the closeted bisexual thing, just look at him. Look at him young him, and look at current him. Current Him also has the faggiest voice I've ever fucking heard, although he's using his "stage voice" in that last video. Younger him sounded pretty faggy too, but nowhere near as much as he does now. Reminds me of Gerard Way in that aspect.
On a side note, I met Adam back in early July. Very nice guy and he also put up with my sperging because I was nervous. Bet he enjoyed that CD I made for him, too. Also, he didn't age terribly.
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