Aw, don’t go making like Blorb has to present a consistent argument, even when it comes to facts about himself.
He spends hours dunking on Conservatives (women too!) for their appearance and looks like, well he’s fucking MovieBob. Every year he says some ridiculous shit about losing 70 pounds or benching 300 but his scrawny, doughy mass is much less appealing than even the red-neckedest, tooth-missingest, inbredest hick on the planet.
He’s wealthy when it’s time to prove his superiority, and a youtube “starving” “””””””artist”””””””” when he needs to weasel out of criticisms of his neoliberal shilling.
Sometimes he’s an exceptional brainlander, and sometimes he grew up in the Conservative backwater of....Lynn Massachusetts.
He spends hours telling twitterfags that he’s (
sigh) too important to talk to them, but whinges and REEs at thousands of famous people and even moderately successful youtubers who have never heard of his dumb ass.
Bob is whatever Bob needs to be to feel superior shouting his petty twitter arguments into the void. The reason it’s all so amusing is because it’s all so transparently projection: no one Bob has ever insulted is as pathetic as he is.
Hey FilmBoob, if you’re reading this I want you to know you’re a fat, pathetic, sheltered, bitter incel whose mind has rotted to an angry mush from constant consoomption and twitter use. Have a great day love ya sweetie

xoxo