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I don't know if anyone has mentioned them before, but, Sun Eaters.

People who eat the sun for it's cosmic nutrients. I see them (one I know personally) standing at dusk and dawn, facing the sun, some with arms raised, some arms to the side and swaying, all with eyes closed, and barefoot. That last one is really important, it doesn't work if you aren't barefoot.
 
So, I've known a few weirdos, growing up, and there are four in particular who have really fucked me up, thinking back on it. I'm not sure if I should go over all four, even thought they're all pretty exceptional cases, but I suppose I should just start with one guy I've known since childhood - dude named Indie (name obviously changed).

So, Indie...Indie makes my soul hurt. To start, he's always been that one squirrely, skinny kid; now, I'm a fucking twig myself, but this kid could make me look like The Hulk, since he weighed less than 130lbs. Thing is, he had no reason to not be so skinny, since he was a complete fatass, but being a walking stick who was able to eat over his weight in food wasn't what was truly weird. For one, this kid would eat salt - just straight fucking salt - by the handful. As in, straight out the shaker. Straight. Fucking. Salt.

Besides that, Indie was a chronic sleeper, always sleeping in class, and flailing wildly when he wasn't. Now, me being the kind of person who tried to be friendly no matter what in School, I still came to hang out with him, and we were friends, but I'll be damned if he didn't do weird shit that made me question my decisions at times. Among these, aside from eating salt and having possible narcolepsy, he had a tendency to hoard things in his bookbag, and some of that included what I can only assume was used toilet paper. He pulled it out one day in class, and it was obviously a piece of notebook paper instead of toilet paper, but it had been folded and used so much that it had the consistency of tissue, and it was stained brown, and smelled like death, so it went without saying that nobody got close enough to him to actually confirm if it was shit. The worst part of this was that Indie apparently didn't know it was in his bag, and even after finding it, he just stuck it right back in his bag, and acted as if nothing had happened. Outside of that incident in school, he also popped a boner multiple times in public, just from watching two girls who were friends hugging.

After we all graduated, Indie continued to do weird shit. Among these, was letting a drug dealer fuck him in the ass for weed. He said he wasn't gay, but he openly admitted to letting the guy fuck him in exchange for pot, and that he even dated the dealer and kissed him, since it was still better than paying for drugs. The worst part? The weed wasn't even that good.

Now, looking back at him fucking a guy for pot and saying he wasn't gay, and popping boners over girls in public, I have no idea what his sexuality is, whether he's Gay or Bi, or what. I say this because he didn't seem to care about letting a guy fuck him, but while he apparently likes girls, he's turned down more sex than anyone I know. I can only assume that it's because they're not 2D girls, because I've had the displeasure of having a group chat get spammed with 2+gigs of hentai from Indie before when he was high, and he apparently had a thing for vidya girls, but he's totally inept around real women. He's one of those kids who grew up with nothing but vidya, and he's obsessed with it to the point that he's several years out of school, unemployed and living with his Mom, playing games 24/7, and it's because of his gaming addiction and general NEET lifestyle that Indie can't interact with girls IRL if his life depended on it. Examples of this include him going to a Strip Club, where a girl gave him a lap dance and asked him to spank her, only for him to completely go silent and start panicking. Another time, he was playing GTA V Online, when two (pretty hot) girls we knew were over. They got drunk, and walked up to him naked, and straight up asked him to join them for a three-way. Indie's reaction was to sigh, stare directly at them, and say "No thanks, I'd rather play GTA", before waving them off. He later turned them down again, and a week later he got a fleshlight as a gift, which he seemed to care about more than the actual women who had wanted him for some reason.

Finally, I have to get to Indie's gaming obsession. Now, him turning down threesomes hurts me on a metaphysical level as it is, but that's not where his devotion to vidya ends. His being offered a threesome happened prior to him living with his mom, during which he lived with a mutual friend of ours, and that mutual friend's wife. They allowed him to live there for free until he could get on his feet, but he never got a job, and basically lived on their couch, playing their PS4 every day. There, he zoned out, and totally ignored everything that happened around him, including them cooking, other friends coming over to hang out, etc. At one point, Indie was playing online, in a party with a few other guys and I, and he heard our friend's dogs getting into the refrigerator, where they had a couple hundred bucks of high-quality food. He was only several feet away, capable of just closing the fridge, but instead he just ignored it and let the dogs proceed to completely empty out the fridge. When the friend and his wife got home and saw it, they started to yell at Indie, asking him why the hell he didn't stop the dogs, and what he was thinking, to which Indie just ignored them, not saying a word. They continued to yell at him, even threatening to kick him out, but still, he continued to ignore them. What made this more crazy was that, a minute later, when our friend was trying to calm down, he asked Indie what he was doing on GTA to break the ice, and it was at that point that Indie opened up and began a minutes-long description of everything he was doing online in the game, as if nothing bad had transpired.

I should also mention that he loved GTA Online, and spent nearly $1500 on shark cards. Oh yeah, he also stays up for days at a time playing games, to the point that he's crashed and disappeared for over a week twice, leading to people thinking he had died.

Indie is hardly the lulziest weirdo I've known, too. As I've said, he's one of four RL lolcows I've known that stand out to me to this day.

TL;DR - Knew a kid who kept shit tissue in his backpack, had a gay relationship with a drug dealer for free weed, was addicted to GTA V, and turned down sex with multiple girls in favor of GTA and fleshlights/hentai.
 
I don't know if anyone has mentioned them before, but, Sun Eaters.

People who eat the sun for it's cosmic nutrients. I see them (one I know personally) standing at dusk and dawn, facing the sun, some with arms raised, some arms to the side and swaying, all with eyes closed, and barefoot. That last one is really important, it doesn't work if you aren't barefoot.
If I remember correctly there were a few deaths associated with them because they didn't feed their children or themselves.
 
i never heard of sun eaters before and the name plus the description of them with no context sounds almost frightening.

then i looked them up and they're just fucking idiots. how dare they use a cool name like "sun eaters"
 
I swear, this girl was so intellectual and well-adjusted when I knew her years ago. We got along really well from day one, and it took me a while to come to terms with the fact she was never interested in being more than friends. Smart, funny, unbelievably gorgeous...

...and apparently (d)evolved to believing in crystal magic, astrology, and other woo. Don't feel bad for me, Kiwis. I think I dodged a bullet.

This is regular Instagram fare.

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Today I did some extra grounding work and set my intentions for this month, #1 on the list: more meditation. I also took some advice from @jennracioppi’s health and wellness scope and carried around some crystals: aragonite cause it’s the newest, goldstone for some grounding, and citrine for positivity. Coincidentally, these three stones also match up with the energies of my sun, moon, and rising signs. Boom. Magic. ✨ I don’t know if it was the crystals or the morning meditation or a little bit of everything going on in the universe but today was incredibly aligned and everything I read, thought, listened to was intertwined. Really felt the magic and light and connection today! Straight. Up. Abundance.#abundance #crystals#crystalhealing #straightupabundance#frequency

Oh and her dog has "Leo in his birth chart," whatever the fuck that means.

Abundance of pseudoscience. Whatever helps ya sleep at night, hon.

:offtopic: speaking of this kinda nonsense...surely, Deepak Chopra is a lolcow of some sort, right?
 
There's a guy named Shane who lives in Alabama. He's been posting on YouTube for nearly a decade. First it was as Familyman20, now as Zoloft Sucks. He claims to have been going through benzo withdrawal for a decade. It's a unique withdrawal in that he can go to bars, Walmart, etc. and hang out but he can't work a job or do anything productive. Funny how that is. Best as I can tell he's pushing 40 and has never worked.

Most of his early videos are about the "manosphere" and how women are evil, but later he talked more and more about his never-ending drug withdrawal that "zaps his brain". He's the usual anti-women guy who lives off a woman, in this case his elderly mother, and anti-government guy who lives off welfare.

https://www.youtube.com/user/familyman20

Earlier this year Shane said he had too many "trolls"---now he has hardly any viewers much less trolls, but there are maybe 3 or 4 people who say, hey, maybe your decade of Zoloft withdrawal is bullshit for the last 9 years, or maybe if you have physical pain for 10 years it's something other than drug withdrawal. So he started a new channel, Zoloft Sucks. And that channel went a little off the rails just yesterday when he got into a fight with his elderly mom, shoved her down, and she broke her hip. Here's three videos of that saga. You'd think he'd be worried about the cops knocking on his door, but instead he complains how he's like Jobe in the Bible, that he wishes never-ending pain on anyone who questions him, and how he won't be able to go to the movies now that he's crippled his own mother and she won't be able to work to support him. Poor sunvabitch.

Complaining that his mom might be hurt by his shoving her: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cKbLnt6qS40
Mom has a fractured hip; he's remorseful for about 3 seconds: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=09EIRhBeNGQ
Shane crippling his mom is torturing him and she's going to get Allllllllll the sympathy: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G5M7z0YFQ2M
 
I wish I could dox a lolcow of mine, but she's got little to no presence on the web. All her cringe-inducing stunts are irl, sadly, so there's nothing to archive and let speak for itself.

ETA- Shit is fucking wild in how bad she lies, though.
For example: she's been living in a car with her boyfriend, trying to sell the car, which they don't have the title to in the first place. They no longer have the car as of last week because "gangbangers" took off in it with their stuff. We're talking gangbangers in a middle of nowhere Midwestern town stealing a decades old junker, to be clear.
Despite losing their clothes and the few worldly posessions they haven't sold for meth, there were no police reports of a stolen vehicle and they magically had the money to get legally married, but not to get her abandoned-at-grandmas kid ready for headstart.
 
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hey im kinda new here and i don't know if some of this is considered powerleveling so lmk if it is.
i can't post pictures cause im on my phone, but i'll prolly come back to this post later and add some.

i know this 19 year old fictosexual furry person in love with minecraft characters and king arthur from monty python. i'll call them "R". im in a group chat with them and just today R got angry at another member for ranting about daddy fetishes or something. they overshare really gross personal information like how their vagina smells like a mildew-ey closet and how dry it is. their twitter is worse though. they pick up dead animals off the road and post pictures of their cadavers, and talk about how they wanna get railed by king arthur and minecraft steve, and to top it all off, they posted a journal on deviantart about wanting to die so they could get reincarnated in minecraftia.
i ain't even halfway finished yet.
they chimped out at some kid because he jokingly said he thought minecraft steve was cute. you'd have to see it to believe it, but R honest to god said that their fictional datemates hate the kid and want him dead. i wasn't really paying attention when this next part of the story went down, but iirc, they shifted into absolutely fucking monkey mode and spammed a mutual of mine with self harm pictures. in the middle of the spam, R said "i want mom" and went offline. i saw these self harm pictures for myself and they hardly looked like they broke the skin, they deadass looked like papercuts.

i probably missed a few things but i just wanna get this story out cause it's too funny to leave stewing in my brain.

tldr; grown ass adult who lives with their mom is in love with fictional characters and wants to live in minecraft, gets angry at people who joke about minecraft steve because steve is their "datemate", sent self harm pics to strangers and wants their mom, lashed out at a highschool freshman, and has bad hygiene.
 
They got drunk, and walked up to him naked, and straight up asked him to join them for a three-way. Indie's reaction was to sigh, stare directly at them, and say "No thanks, I'd rather play GTA", before waving them off. He later turned them down again, and a week later he got a fleshlight as a gift, which he seemed to care about more than the actual women who had wanted him for some reason.
He's woke on Roasties
 
I know a lolcow from high school who actually goes to the same college as me. Let's call her C. C had unusually high grades, including a 1600 on the ACT for English. You might be thinking: Good for her. Just another high-achieving student. However, her grades were literally the only part of her that anyone might consider to be good.
It's fair to say her family was extremely obsessed with grades, so much that they taught her to have breakdowns and tantrums in class if she got anything less than a 95% on a test. They also never wanted her to leave their side, so they told her never to interact or flirt with anyone, male or female, ever. She never did. Also, her mother always accompanied her outside of school and took her phone away when she felt C was overusing it.

As you might expect, C did not have any social life, hobbies or anything that might normally occupy a high-school student's life. She even fought with the most influential/powerful kid in the school, and students generally shunned her as a weirdo. When stressed, she would repeatedly hum Disney songs under her breath. Her personality was horrifically arrogant. Once, when she walked into a biology final group project, she demanded that all of her peers finish the project for her.

During the graduation ceremony, C delivered one of the worst speeches I have heard in my short life. She started out by talking about a boy in Malawi who built a wind turbine. This subject was boring enough with my peers, but she ran with it for 10 minutes and bored us all to death. She had also made a similarly boring speech on a TEDx for youth video about saving Eastern box turtles and Asian jumping worms.

There was also the time when the college map for my senior class never got put up because C's insane mother threatened to sue the school and screamed at the map staff over the phone for several hours. C "was deciding" between the college she currently attends and another school with late admission deadlines, so she didn't want her name attached to any one college.
 
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:powerlevel: incoming.

This is an IRL lolcow gone violent.
Back when I was in middle school there was this guy me and my buddies used to hang out with (or tried to). He'd always only want to talk about how much God loved everyone and how much he personally liked comic books.

Something of note is that this was a Christian school, and my guess is that this kid was pretty devout.

At the time, I didn't pick up on the comic book obsession I just thought it was a geeky hobby, and the whole religion thing was to be expected at this school.

Anyway, one day me and my pals (him included) were at P.E. and he decides to ditch. I say "fuck it" and go with him to the cafeteria, which at this point was completely empty; everyone was at P.E.

I was trying to strike up a conversation with him but he was giving me the silent treatment the entire time. I don't remember what caused me to do this, but I started to sing Journey's Don't Stop Believing. Possibly to uplift his spirits.

He does what any sane human would do in response, and pushes me into the nearby vending machine and starts punching me in the head. Who knows, maybe I was being an asshole, it's a strong possibility. But in retrospect, Journey is pretty overrated so I can't fault him for this.

He started yelling about how he "Wasn't going to let Satan win today!" I guess I was Satan.

I pushed him off me and got really defensive about my musical choice (I was going through my "I'm 14 and I like classic rock" phase) and told him to stop being an ass. So, he backs off and tells me to "watch my mouth" and that "Jesus wouldn't accept my language in church".

I told him Jesus wouldn't be fond of his violent outbursts.
In a fit of tard rage he rushes me, but there was enough space between me and him and I manage to put my fist up.

He ran right into it and nearly fell on the floor.

He proceeded to walk off back to the gym and tell all my friends that he gave me "the whooping of a lifetime." None of them bought it.

After this he never talked to me or my friends ever again, but he'd always give us the stink eye from across the school. He basically became an inside joke after. Considering he'd do weird shit like lie down on his side on the bleachers with his legs spread eagle staring down everyone like he was trying to both intimidate and arouse everyone at the same time or try to do trick shots with dodgeballs and always fuck up somehow, it was hard not to laugh at the dude.

It also turns out, he had autism. For awhile I felt bad because I never picked up on it. But also felt weirdly proud for having won a fight against someone with gorilla strength.

TL;DR
An autistic kid started a fight with me in middle school over the song Don't Stop Believing by Journey, ran face first into my fist, and told everyone he beat me up.

As to why Journey triggered him? My best guess is that he was raised to believe rock and roll was the devil's music, and I was an arbiter of Lucifer. But if you guys have better guesses, let me know.
 
Bit of an update here, Proctor the Butt Doctor has been out of prison for a bit now, has found a job, married a rather Slaton-esque girl, and is obsessed with Supernatural and also apparently a Wiccan.

He seems to have cleaned up his act, and looks like he bathes now. I've got no interest in contacting or seeing him in person, and I'm a bit sad that he seems to be a cook at a restaurant I was wanting to check out. No matter how clean he is now, he'll always be filthy and unsanitary to me, knowing what I know.
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Original post is here.
Additional Proctology here.
Brilliant dramatic readings by @TheImportantFart are here.

There's a few more personal cows I've been meaning to write up, but haven't gotten to yet. There's Spongela, the illiterate ginger compulsive liar who thinks she's a carnival worker. Incredible Hulk, my violent roided up religious zealot former co-worker. Draconis, who I posted a bit about before, the neckbearded NEET who calls himself the Trollinator and spergs online a lot. And there's Striker, who preached hellfire all through high school, believed his dad was an elite secret agent, stalked and made rape fantasies about one of my best friends, then trooned out after high school.

Any preferences on which you'd like to hear about? Might motivate me to finally actually write stuff again.
 
Any preferences on which you'd like to hear about? Might motivate me to finally actually write stuff again.
They all sound fuckin’ brilliant, but my vote goes for Striker. Sounds like a hoot :lol:

And thanks for the update on the good doctor. Let’s see if he can stay out of prison.
 
Bit of an update here, Proctor the Butt Doctor has been out of prison for a bit now, has found a job, married a rather Slaton-esque girl, and is obsessed with Supernatural and also apparently a Wiccan.

He seems to have cleaned up his act, and looks like he bathes now. I've got no interest in contacting or seeing him in person, and I'm a bit sad that he seems to be a cook at a restaurant I was wanting to check out. No matter how clean he is now, he'll always be filthy and unsanitary to me, knowing what I know.
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Original post is here.
Additional Proctology here.
Brilliant dramatic readings by @TheImportantFart are here.

There's a few more personal cows I've been meaning to write up, but haven't gotten to yet. There's Spongela, the illiterate ginger compulsive liar who thinks she's a carnival worker. Incredible Hulk, my violent roided up religious zealot former co-worker. Draconis, who I posted a bit about before, the neckbearded NEET who calls himself the Trollinator and spergs online a lot. And there's Striker, who preached hellfire all through high school, believed his dad was an elite secret agent, stalked and made rape fantasies about one of my best friends, then trooned out after high school.

Any preferences on which you'd like to hear about? Might motivate me to finally actually write stuff again.

Which is the funniest?
 
The forefront seems to be changing with fundamentalist Christianity. Walk into any homeschool gathering and you'll find a bunch of troubled, poorly adjusted kids talking about nothing but video games. (Homeschoolers in general tend to make pretty good lolcows, I regret to say.) Rock music and PG-13 movies, on the other hand, are still pure evil.
I know that I'm going to get a late rating for this, but the fact that these people think that pretending to shoot and punch people is more acceptable than hearing a few bad words really makes me shake my head

The fuck kind of 8 year old does something like that? I didn't even know what sex was when I was old, I thought the most intimate thing you could do with a person is kiss them.

This reminds of a girl who was banned from our house after she wanted to play house and said "let's pretend that I'm yelling at you because you had sex with another woman". I still wasn't quite sure what "having sex" meant at that point in my life, so we couldn't have been any older than 8 or 9. I'm not even sure if she knew what it meant, but what I did know is that she thought it was fun to play "domestic spat" and yell out the word "sex!"

This girl came from a family that named all of their kids after states, including both Dakotas. And the oldest and youngest siblings in this family were like 20 years apart (I'm not sure if they were half siblings or not)
 
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I figured I should put this troon here instead of the Internationnal community, I wasn't able to get his birth name so he isn't worth a proper thread.

Introducing Maéva Gémini, a self identified "sissy" from Bordeaux, France.

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come here kiddo, nothing to be afraid of, I'm a princess, you like princess don't you?


I stumbled upon the troon when I was browsing some queer's instagram after the french pride happened to search for exceptionnal individuals in their natural biome wearing some weird clothes.

Maèva is what you can call a pre-pre-MtF, he doesn't have tits nor a gaping hole he can call a pussy. He wears a device (some kind of plastron) with fake tits on it (the same device Nasim Najafi Aghdam used on some videos) and parade around. He seems to be also quite tall, I'd give him a height between 190cm and 200cm (6.2 to 6.5).

Maéva is quite involved in the LGBT cause as well as the night-life of Bordeaux, like his instagram and deleted twitter show:

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Instagram Archive (had to use Wayback Machine)
His twitter, deleted for unknown reasons

At first he doesn't seem like a bad person, he has his own community of weirdos but they appear to be harmless. Nothing is too much sexual or degenerate. Until you search his name on google which will lead you to his manyvids account where he monitise sex related videos.

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The "About" page is also quite hilarious:

French Tgirl, I live in Bordeaux, a beautiful city in south west of France. I love make up and lingerie. I really love sex, especially outdoor with public exhibitionnism and public. My dream? Sucking two big Vick’s in the street, have my face full of cum and go just walking in the streets with all that sperm on me!!

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Archive of Manyvids (Wayback Machine once again)

Of course it's not all, I had to dig deeper and found out what else I could uncover. Next was his Tumblr, it is similar to the username he uses on his ManyVids account ("Maèva French")
It is filled to the brim with sexual content, from futa to sissy to anything with tits and dicks. There is also personnal videos he made, the same type you can find on his Manyvids. It turns out Maéva is the biggest degenerate one could find and is proud of it. So much so he is willing to go out in street and flash the camera/pull other sexual stunts. His old videos are quite out there, from blowing someone while wearing an afro wig (he has a BBC fetish if you look at his early posts) or going out looking like a transvestite weeb in the street.


Archive of Tumblr (fun fact: the archive url for this page is the french word for nigger)

I'll skip the rest of the links I managed to found and put them at the end of the post, let's cut to the plat de resistance.

The google search also led me to find videos uploaded on pornsites, it seems to me they weren't posted by Maèva since no username relates to his. All of them included public exhibitionnism references in their titles. The third video is most disturbing since he flashes the camera and jerks off in a residential area, you can hear kids playing at some point :cryblood:


He also flew to Japan at some point and decided it would be a-ok to pull the same shit in the middle of the street, unfortunately I can't find the video anymore. I don't have the strength to go through his Tumblr archive again, too many dicks for me.

His DeviantArt ( archive )
His Facebook ( archive )
Google + ( archive )
His Ulule account, Ulule is a french version of Kickstarter. He only back one project or might have been part of it, it's sex related you guessed it. ( Archive (Wayback Machine) )
 

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I was working on writing a thread for somebody I discovered a while back, but I came across this gem that I couldn't help but share early.

I actually spoke with this person before. He's an annoying dork and self-admitted NEET (which he was inclined to share in our brief three minute conversation) so I didn't speak with him again. Apparently he turned furry just a single year later. But that's not the important bit, it's this: his Steam profile:

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"So what," you're thinking, "it's just a typical furry Steam profile with cropped porn as their avatar, who cares?" Normally, I'd be inclined to agree, except for this particular comment:

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He died. Which lead to both his family making Steam accounts just to leave a comment on his profile, and his Steam friends dropping their final goodbyes.

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Also the "Kanga" moniker came from one of their earlier profile avatars, where they did erotic role plays as the kangaroo from Winnie the Pooh.

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Now, I want you to just sit and imagine this. You die, and the only thing your family has left of you is your Steam profile, and they leave their comments giving you your final goodbyes, and the entire time this is happening, your profile picture is cropped furry porn of a character from a children's game. And since you were an anti-social NEET, and this is literally the only thing in your life worth mentioning.

If you ever feel depressed one day or are having a bad week, just come back to this post and remember that at least you're not this.
 
For about two months I worked with this 50-something year old guy. He was kinda heavyset but not anywhere near obese. But for some reason he had a high squeaky voice that sounded like it was only an octave or so beneath a really bad Micky Mouse impression. And whenever anyone talked to him, he would ALWAYS say "you look nice today, I like your shirt." He also had the kind of five-o-clock shadow that seemed to imply that didnt shave as much as he would have if he weren't an lolcow, and in the breakroom he would shamelessly grabbed the circular fliers from the newspaper and look at the pages of female underwear models (he kept his pants zipped thankfully)

Edit: I just remembered another one: there was a shop teacher at my school who was fired for asking 7th graders to sketch a picture of Venus of Willendorf. No, you didnt hear wrong, I said shop teacher, not art teacher. To this day I still have no idea why a shop teacher was asking students to draw a naked statue.

edit: another one I just remembered - similar to the "I like your shirt" guy, I just remembered another guy who was obsessed with asking people what their birthday is. I dont remember anything else about him, other than he sounded like Chris Griffin and looked like Leonard from Big Bang Theory
 
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Welcome to The Tale of Collin Joe

His youtube channel
His channel for Sparta Remixes

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Collin Joe heiling the Fuhrer.
Meet Collin Joseph Parent. He's one of the most interesting (yet completely unknown) lolcows. Coming across his channel, we just find some Cars gameplay and shitty edits. Seemingly harmless, though he has a very shit avatar and channel intro. Somehow, we managed to get his Discord account and were invited to participate in his server. He's been trolled like this multiple times, never learns from it. Here are the events that unfolded. Did I mention he's autistic?


Server 1
As the title clearly explains, this was his first server.
Had many channels, some went unused. These were full of sailor moon shit
and other dumb shit. Nothing too special.
Stage 1: The Plan

Okay boys, this'll be a simple mission. In n' out. He's given us mod since we're his "biggest fans." All we do is plop in and delete everything, nuke the place. Nothing too complex with what we have to do here. Wasn't hard to get mod.

Stage 2: The Execution

First friend begins deleting members, banning and kicking. Does this quickly, efficiently.
Second friend moves in for the channels, deleting them all.
I begin deleting roles and changing up the server, making it look different, hoping the autist doesn't realize it's his. He does have alot of servers.

Endstage: The Reaction

Nearly finished deleting everything. Collin Joe joins the call we're in (forgot to mention he's apart of our discord group) and starts shouting "It was you!" At this point the server is a husk of itself, picture is just a Swastika. We use our friend as a scapegoat while he's AFK. Collin laments his server and says there's no point in creating a new one, as he creates a new one. As punishment, friend 2 is banned (this is the one who was used as a scapegoat.)

These became more advanced as time passed. Stage 2 always remained the same, no matter what. The plan always changed drastically and the reaction was more or less the same. I'll share two more events.

Stage 1: The Plan

Tell Collin to give us roles based on what we like. I get role, Not Z. We convince him to give us administrator privileges as that means we "can make sure our roles are always right." Start screaming at him that I'll kill him because I'm the Prince of Liechtenstein and him refusing to give me the privileges will result in his execution. Should be easy, just move in and fuck his server.

Will skip Stage 2 from now on, same thing every time. Surprised he found no way to counter this.
Endstage: The Reaction

Collin Joe manages to catch his server about halfway through and bans us. We proceed to spam call him until he picks up. He rants at us, blocks us, and drops all contact.

The Finale
Stage 1: The Plan

This is it, boys. The last one. The big boom. Here's what's gonna go down.

1. Convince Collin that in order to defend his final server from hackers (blamed last two raids on people hacking our account) I need access to administrator. This takes some convincing.

2. Once I get admin, I'll unban my friends and they'll get Collin's role (I managed to convince him I had to be above all roles to access the Discord Server Defense Mainframe)

3. Begin deleting his shit. Same as last time.

Endstage: The Reaction

Collin Joe gets into the call and rants for a very long time. Such quotes as "YOU'RE NOT FUCKING FUNNY." He strips us of our ranks and deletes his server. No convincing could stop him. He was on a rampage.

Other Fun Stories
  • Spamcalled Collin until he picked up and then forced him to heil Hitler so we'd stop.
  • Try to do the same thing, this time his mom or something walks in and I call her a faggot.
  • Other group of people made him do an ASMR
  • Other group of people convinced him to drop his pants, was in league with them. Didn't even actually take convincing. Said they were doctors, had to do an exam. Instantly dropped his pants on camera.
 
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