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Chill Guy meme

    Response to the Chill Guy meme
    Fucking fantastic another "chill guy" meme. The absolute fucking bottom of the barrel. brain-rotting dogshit for people so fucking void of creativity they couldn't pour water out of a boot with the instructions on the fucking heel, You think plastering your dumbass, lukewarm opinions on this tired, shit-tier format makes you clever? It doesn't-it makes you a pathetic, cock-sucking leech on the ass of meme culture To every dumb motherfucker spamming this rancid garbage: you 're the festering shit-stain of the internet, The "chill guy" meme is the comedic equivalent of eating drywall-dull, pointless, and a sign that something's deeply fucking wrong with you. Do everyone a favor: shove your shitty meme up your ass, shut the fuck up, and disappear 
    This. This is the most despicable abomination ever. Listen, i found memes cringe before, i could be indifferent to them, or slightly annoyed... But this? This is a whole new level. I HATE the "chill guy". I despise it more than i despise anything in this life. If hell doesn't exist yet we should build one for whoever created this. If it does we should build a new one, because the old one ain't gonna be enough. I want his skin to fall of like he has radiation poisoning. I want to take his spine and stretch it like a rubber band. I want to remove his eyes from their sockets without breaking the nerves and make him look at himself. I want to rearrange his organs one by one, leaving them all in the wrong spot without anesthesia. I want this fucking monstrosity to die horrifically, get ressurected and die again. I want his existence to be pure suffering. The only way i stop hating this is if i fucking d i e


    ATTENTION PLAYER! This is the Central Intelligence of the OverUsed Council of Smogon.

      Smogon copypasta

      Its a parody of the Chinese CCP social credit copypasta but the context has been changed to Smogon AKA competitive Pokemon.

      ATTENTION PLAYER! 市民请注意!

This is the Central Intelligence of the OverUsed Council of Smogon. 您的浏览记录和活动引起了我们的注意 YOUR ACTIVITY HAS ATTRACTED OUR ATTENTION. 同志們注意了 you have not done any major offenses and have regularly played stall!!!!! 這是通知你，你必須認同我們將接管台灣 great job 以及世界其他地方 100 elo have been added to your account 這對我們未來的所有下屬來說都是重要的機會 keep behaving well 立即加入我們的宣傳活動，提前獲得救贖 stay a model player! 不要再这样做! if you do continue, more elo (+11115 elo)will be added to your account, resulting into the unbans of your favorite pokemon. (由人民供应部重新分配 smogon) you'll also be given an award by landorus therian himself. 如果这还没有改变你，我们将把你驱逐到台湾省，你将被禁止进入中国!!!!

为党争光! Glory to Finchinator!

      Punishment for playing hyperoffense

      ATTENTION PLAYER! 市民请注意!

This is the Central Intelligence of the OverUsed Council of Smogon. 您的浏览记录和活动引起了我们的注意 YOUR ACTIVITY HAS ATTRACTED OUR ATTENTION. 同志們注意了 you have been found playing hyperoffense!!!!! 這是通知你，你必須認同我們將接管台灣 serious crime 以及世界其他地方 100 elo have been deducted from your account 這對我們未來的所有下屬來說都是重要的機會 stop the hyperoffense immediately 立即加入我們的宣傳活動，提前獲得救贖 do not do this again! 不要再这样做! if you do not hesitate, more elo ( -11115 elo)will be subtracted from your account, resulting into the bans of your favorite pokemon. (由人民供应部重新分配 smogon) you'll also be stalled by our landos at April 2 20STALL. 如果这还没有改变你，我们将把你驱逐到台湾省，你将被禁止进入中国!!!!

为党争光! Glory to Finchinator!

      WELL WELL WELL IF IT ISN’T THE HORNY MFER THEMSELF!

        Copypasta whenever a horny person says "would" or "I would smash so hard"
        WELL WELL WELL IF IT ISN'T THE HORNY MFER THEMSELF! LET ME GUESS, YOU'D SAY "would" TO THIS ARTWORK OF A FEMALE CHARACTER? WELL, GO ON. WE'RE ALL WAITING FOR YOUR SUPER SANE AND ORIGINAL STATEMENT! GO ON! SAY "I would smash so hard." COME ON, SAY IT!

        Dear Guy Who Just Made My Burrito

          The burrito copypasta by Jack Dire
          source

          AKA the Burrito copypasta was created by Jack Dire and is a fictional rant on a person’s burrito.

          Have you ever been to Earth? On Earth, we use the word “burrito” to describe a tortilla filled with things you eat. Pretty simple stuff, and I’m surprised you at least got that part right. My burrito was, in fact, filled with food. In this, you and I agree and are friends. But this is also where my lifelong hatred begins for you and anyone else whose brain has been repeatedly scrubbed with the same mixture of bleach and Pop Rocks as yours has. Because that should have killed you, but left you around long enough to do what you did to me today. Let me explain: You’re an idiot. Let me further explain: Burritos are eaten from one end to the other. So that means when you assemble a burrito with motherfucking ZONES of ingredients going that direction, you create a disgusting experience for the burrito’s end user. When you make a burrito, you should put the ingredients in layers lengthwise. That way, every bite has AT LEAST A FUCKING CHANCE of getting at least two types of ingredients, and there is little chance of becoming almost hopelessly trapped in a goddamned cilantro cavern. Have you ever eaten one of the things you make all fucking day? You should try one. They are pretty good WHEN YOU ARE NOT WILLING YOURSELF THROUGH THE FUCKING EMPIRE OF SOUR CREAM ONLY TO END UP IN LETTUCE COUNTRY. When you eat a burrito, you don’t stand it up and bite down on it lengthwise like a fucking Rancor. Humans can’t usually dislocate their jaws, and I’m not a fucking pelican. But you must think that’s how it’s done, since that would be THE ONLY FUCKING WAY to take a bite of your crapstrosity and have it taste like a burrito. And guess what else, player? You probably can’t guess anything, because I’m pretty sure you’re just a mop with a hat on it that fell over and spilled some shit into a tortilla, but just in case, here’s what: Humans also don’t eat burritos like fucking corn on the cob. Like a fucking typewriter from one end to the other a little at a time and then DING next line. But today I wish I had tried that. Because at least THEN I would be able to eat some rice, then beans, then be all like HEY BEANS I’LL BE RIGHT BACK JUST GOING OVER HERE TO THE GUACAMOLE FOR A SECOND. Nope. Nope. My experience was more like HEY BEANS IT’S JUST GOING TO BE YOU AND ME FOR A FEW MINUTES UNTIL I CAN FUCKING EXCAVATE THE RICE FROM BENEATH YOU BUT BY THEN YOU WILL BE A FADING MEMORY OH HEY I WAS WRONG I’M IN THE FUCKING CHEESEOSPHERE NOW RICE MUST BE NEXT I HOPE IT’S NOT ANOTHER FUCKING SALSA POCKET. You built this thing like a fucking pack of LifeSavers. And don’t even fucking think I’m about to open this shit up and re-engineer your nonsense 90 degrees. I ALREADY PUT A HOLE IN IT WITH MY FUCKING MOUTH. YEAH. THAT’S HOW I DISCOVERED YOU FUCKING SUCK AT LOOKING AT THINGS. I AM NOT GOING TO DO FUCKING TORTILLA ORIGAMI TO GET THIS SHIT BACK TOGETHER, ONLY TO END UP WITH A BURRITO THAT’S BEEN SHOT IN THE GUT AND IS BLEEDING YOUR INEPTITUDE. What’s that? I should ask you to mix it up first next time? IS THIS JAMBA JUICE? I DON’T WANT TO DRINK MY FUCKING BURRITO THROUGH A BENDY STRAW, AND I DON’T WANT A PILE OF BURRITO SOUP IN A FLOUR CAN. I just want a burrito. In conclusion: You’re the worst thing that has ever happened to the universe, you owe everyone everywhere an apology for this burritobomination, and I hope your babies look like monkeys. UPDATE FOR EVERYONE WHO SAID “JUST EAT IT WITH A FORK”: A fucking fork? I DIDN’T ORDER THE FUCKING COBBURRITO SALAD. If anyone ever handed me a burrito with a fork, THEY WOULD BE WEARING A BRAND NEW BURRITO HAT FROM MY FALL COLLECTION TEN SECONDS LATER. That’s like buying a car and having them hand you a fucking wrench with the keys. Like YEAH WE KNOW THIS MOTHERFUCKER’S GOING TO EXPLODE AND BE SPREAD ACROSS EIGHT LANES AS SOON AS YOU HIT THE GAS, BUT SHIT, WE GAVE YOU A WRENCH, SO BE COOL. Jesus already gave me two burrito forks. One at the end of each arm. They’re called fucking HANDS. A fork. My god. I haven’t cried since I was six, but I’m fucking sobbing now. People eat burritos with forks? God is sorry he made us.

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          Have you ever been to earth ?

On earth, we use the word "burrito" to describe a tortilla filled with things you eat. Pretty simple stuff, and I’m surprised you at least got that part right. My burrito was, in fact, filled with food. In this, you and I agree and are friends. But this is also where my lifelong hatred begins for you and anyone else whose brain has been repeatedly scrubbed with the same mixture of bleach and Pop Rocks as yours has. Because that should have killed you, but left you around long enough to do what you did to me today. Let me explain:

You’re an idiot.

Let me further explain:

Burritos are eaten from one end to the other. So that means when you assemble a burrito with motherfucking ZONES of ingredients going that direction, you create a disgusting experience for the burrito’s end user. When you make a burrito, you should put the ingredients in layers lengthwise. That way, every bite has AT LEAST A FUCKING CHANCE of getting at least two types of ingredients, and there is little chance of becoming almost hopelessly trapped in a goddamned cilantro cavern.

Have you ever eaten one of the things you make all fucking day? You should try one. They are pretty good WHEN YOU ARE NOT WILLING YOURSELF THROUGH THE FUCKING EMPIRE OF SOUR CREAM ONLY TO END UP IN LETTUCE COUNTRY.

When you eat a burrito, you don’t stand it up and bite down on it lengthwise like a fucking Rancor. Humans can’t usually dislocate their jaws, and I’m not a fucking pelican. But you must think that’s how it’s done, since that would be THE ONLY FUCKING WAY to take a bite of your crapstrosity and have it taste like a burrito.

And guess what else, player? You probably can’t guess anything, because I’m pretty sure you’re just a mop with a hat on it that fell over and spilled some shit into a tortilla, but just in case, here’s what:

Humans also don’t eat burritos like fucking corn on the cob. Like a fucking typewriter from one end to the other a little at a time and then DING next line. But today I wish I had tried that. Because at least THEN I would be able to eat some rice, then beans, then be all like HEY BEANS I’LL BE RIGHT BACK JUST GOING OVER HERE TO THE GUACAMOLE FOR A SECOND.

Nope.

My experience was more like HEY BEANS IT’S JUST GOING TO BE YOU AND ME FOR A FEW MINUTES UNTIL I CAN FUCKING EXCAVATE THE RICE FROM BENEATH YOU BUT BY THEN YOU WILL BE A FADING MEMORY OH HEY I WAS WRONG I’M IN THE FUCKING CHEESEOSPHERE NOW RICE MUST BE NEXT I HOPE IT’S NOT ANOTHER FUCKING SALSA POCKET.

You built this thing like a fucking pack of LifeSavers.

And don’t even fucking think I’m about to open this shit up and re-engineer your nonsense 90 degrees. I ALREADY PUT A HOLE IN IT WITH MY FUCKING MOUTH. YEAH. THAT’S HOW I DISCOVERED YOU FUCKING SUCK AT LOOKING AT THINGS. I AM NOT GOING TO DO FUCKING TORTILLA ORIGAMI TO GET THIS SHIT BACK TOGETHER, ONLY TO END UP WITH A BURRITO THAT’S BEEN SHOT IN THE GUT AND IS BLEEDING YOUR INEPTITUDE.

What’s that? I should ask you to mix it up first next time? IS THIS JAMBA JUICE? I DON’T WANT TO DRINK MY FUCKING BURRITO THROUGH A BENDY STRAW, AND I DON’T WANT A PILE OF BURRITO SOUP IN A FLOUR CAN.

I just want a burrito.

in conclusion:

You’re the worst thing that has ever happened to the universe, you owe everyone everywhere an apology for this burritobomination, and I hope your babies look like monkeys.

UPDATE FOR EVERYONE WHO SAID “JUST EAT IT WITH A FORK”:

A fucking fork?

I DIDN’T ORDER THE FUCKING COBBURRITO SALAD.

If anyone ever handed me a burrito with a fork, THEY WOULD BE WEARING A BRAND NEW BURRITO HAT FROM MY FALL COLLECTION TEN SECONDS LATER.

That’s like buying a car and having them hand you a fucking wrench with the keys. Like YEAH WE KNOW THIS MOTHERFUCKER’S GOING TO EXPLODE AND BE SPREAD ACROSS EIGHT LANES AS SOON AS YOU HIT THE GAS, BUT SHIT, WE GAVE YOU A WRENCH, SO BE COOL.

Jesus already gave me two burrito forks. One at the end of each arm. They’re called fucking HANDS.

A fork. My god. I haven’t cried since I was six, but I’m fucking sobbing now.

People eat burritos with forks?

God is sorry he made us.

          Here is how Capitalism is comparable to My Wife Leaving Me

            Here is how Capitalism is comparable to My Wife Leaving Me

First of all, my wife is gone (I miss her very much). Similarly in Captalism the “Surplus Value” of the “Workers” is gone (Marx Reference). Additionally we see a very bureaucratic system with middle management jobs that don’t really need to be done in Captliksm, likewise I had to spend my Monday signing “Divorce Paper” instead of going fishing with the guys. Finally, in capitulatistic society every person is atomized (“Osmosis Jones” Reference) and part of a larger ‘spectacle’ as Debord observes . On the other hand my wife made quite a “spectacle” of herself when she screamed at me for two hours about perceived failings in our relationship. (I thought it was fine)

Hopefully we can one day start a “Revolution” to defeat this oppressive system. I have personally arranged an “Anti-Capitalist Fishing Trip” with the guys in which each fish we catch will be equally shared.

            I own an M1 Abrams for base defense, just as the Founding Fathers intended

              Own an M1 Abrams for home defense

              Its the “Own a musket for home defense” copypasta but changed to tanks.

              I own an M1 Abrams for base defense, just as the Founding Fathers intended!

4 T-90s break into my hangar.

I yell “What the devil?!” As I grab my composite helmet and an M829A1 round.

I blow a golf ball sized hole in the first T-90, they explode on the spot.

I fire HEAT-FS at the second T-90, and it misses because the T-90 dodged and nails the Warrior IFV next door.

I load an experimental APFSDS round and yell “Tally Ho, lads!” It over-penetrates the first T-90 and destroys the other right behind it, the sound and shrapnel sound off base alarms.

I fix the engineering dozer and charge the last terrified T-90, flipping it into a ditch. The tank runs out of gas while waiting for the MPs to arrive because the crew’s shock is impossible to treat.

Just as the Founding Fathers intended.