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friday night, the end of the working week, a time when families get together, relax and chat, eat and drink and play with their kids.
but here he is, pissflaps, a failed paralegal, a poundshop popeye, a jizzmop, the bored shitless factory drone, and quite frankly a waste of space, living in his, (well not his really), concrete box on one of the thousands of legoland estates that blight the landscape with its manicured lawn, the tidy little patio, the geometrically aligned furniture and the dust free floors.
not a thing out of place in antworld.
its a vignette so suburban, so beige, so fxcking dull, it's had all the life sucked out of it, an existence so utterly devoid of excitement and purpose that pissflaps, the incurable obsessive, is reduced to replying within 4 minutes to a poster who has not posted here for months, and yet you have the effrontery to accuse others of being obsessive.
piss you live in hell on earth. a pastiche of pure american suburbia transplanted to thailand. its no wonder you are losing your mind and your life consists of little more than the dull drudge of the daily grind at the factory, interspersed by frequent episodes of insulting, goading and bullying strangers on third rate internet forums, obsessing about the president of a country 20,000 kms away, a country you have never visited and have absolutely no connection with and boasting about your woke credentials all the while living like a colonial overload milking the natives for all they are worth.
you are the very definition of the loser. on the outside, an idiotic hypocritical loudmouth, but on the inside a vacuum with nothing to offer those close to you but your fxcking salary.
you are the very definition of the loser. on the outside, an idiotic hypocritical loudmouth, but on the inside a vacuum with nothing to offer those close to you but your fxcking salary.
piss you live in hell on earth. a pastiche of pure american suburbia transplanted to thailand. its no wonder you are losing your mind and your life consists of little more than the dull drudge of the daily grind at the factory, interspersed by frequent episodes of insulting, goading and bullying strangers on third rate internet forums, obsessing about the president of a country 20,000 kms away, a country you have never visited and have absolutely no connection with and boasting about your woke credentials all the while living like a colonial overload milking the natives for all they are worth.
you are the very definition of the loser. on the outside, an idiotic hypocritical loudmouth, but on the inside a vacuum with nothing to offer those close to you but your fxcking salary.
Yeah, but all he needs is an hourly gaze at his chemically enhanced muscles in the mirror as the psyche-dwelling Voices of the fat legions he so loathes chant his name in worship, and he'll manage to drag himself through yet another 'tedious rut' day
friday night, the end of the working week, a time when families get together, relax and chat, eat and drink and play with their kids.
but here he is, pissflaps, a failed paralegal, a poundshop popeye, a jizzmop, the bored shitless factory drone, and quite frankly a waste of space, living in his, (well not his really), concrete box on one of the thousands of legoland estates that blight the landscape with its manicured lawn, the tidy little patio, the geometrically aligned furniture and the dust free floors.
not a thing out of place in antworld.
its a vignette so suburban, so beige, so fxcking dull, it's had all the life sucked out of it, an existence so utterly devoid of excitement and purpose that pissflaps, the incurable obsessive, is reduced to replying within 4 minutes to a poster who has not posted here for months, and yet you have the effrontery to accuse others of being obsessive.
piss you live in hell on earth. a pastiche of pure american suburbia transplanted to thailand. its no wonder you are losing your mind and your life consists of little more than the dull drudge of the daily grind at the factory, interspersed by frequent episodes of insulting, goading and bullying strangers on third rate internet forums, obsessing about the president of a country 20,000 kms away, a country you have never visited and have absolutely no connection with and boasting about your woke credentials all the while living like a colonial overload milking the natives for all they are worth.
you are the very definition of the loser. on the outside, an idiotic hypocritical loudmouth, but on the inside a vacuum with nothing to offer those close to you but your fxcking salary.
friday night, the end of the working week, a time when families get together, relax and chat, eat and drink and play with their kids.
but here he is, pissflaps, a failed paralegal, a poundshop popeye, a jizzmop, the bored shitless factory drone, and quite frankly a waste of space, living in his, (well not his really), concrete box on one of the thousands of legoland estates that blight the landscape with its manicured lawn, the tidy little patio, the geometrically aligned furniture and the dust free floors.
not a thing out of place in antworld.
its a vignette so suburban, so beige, so fxcking dull, it's had all the life sucked out of it, an existence so utterly devoid of excitement and purpose that pissflaps, the incurable obsessive, is reduced to replying within 4 minutes to a poster who has not posted here for months, and yet you have the effrontery to accuse others of being obsessive.
piss you live in hell on earth. a pastiche of pure american suburbia transplanted to thailand. its no wonder you are losing your mind and your life consists of little more than the dull drudge of the daily grind at the factory, interspersed by frequent episodes of insulting, goading and bullying strangers on third rate internet forums, obsessing about the president of a country 20,000 kms away, a country you have never visited and have absolutely no connection with and boasting about your woke credentials all the while living like a colonial overload milking the natives for all they are worth.
you are the very definition of the loser. on the outside, an idiotic hypocritical loudmouth, but on the inside a vacuum with nothing to offer those close to you but your fxcking salary.
You should see his car , and old dented yellow pickup with a fan , really , his pick-up car has a fan and no aircon
Oh dear, now it's blaming its audience for its attention-seeking forum posts which show sado details and pics of its sado life, by calling them obsessed with him
the very fact that the retarded narcissist feels it necessary, within a few minutes, to go to the trouble of defending himself against a derogatory comment made about his car, (his car that is, not him, not his family, not his popeye arms, but his car) made by someone that he considers worthless shows exactly and in great detail how deranged, how obsessed, and how defensive he is.
such is his crippling insecurity, that his boastful posting of pictures of both his pollution belching chest wig chariots and his silly jap rust-buckets all over the forum and all over you tube indicate that here is a "man" who desires to be defined by more his acquisitions rather than his achievements, understandable i suppose considering his achievements amount to little more than failing law school, living in someone else's property, and holding down a job in a third world metal factory for a few years.
an emperor with no clothes, a loser, an also ran.
but more than that, he is the self proclaimed king of antworld.
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