Wordington has taken over my life.
It all started when I was talking to my friend and he showed me a funny cat photo. My brainwashed ass said “wordington cat” with a straight face. Then it got worse. I was listening to the radio in the car one day, and I had to resist the urge to say “wordington music” in front of my family even though the radio was playing the most basic music imaginable. Another time I ordered pizza and the cheese looked like semen- all I could think of was “wordington pizza” or “wordington cheese” or whatever the fuck. Whenever I see two guys literally just standing next to each other, the only thing that comes to my mind is big oily men with juicy cheeks. I started distancing myself from society as I slowly descended into insanity. I can’t get this stupid fucking subreddit out of my head anymore. I haven’t left my room for 2 weeks now- although I’m uncertain, as I lost track of time (checking the time made me say “wordington clock” or “wordington watch”). I fear that whatever I lay my eyes upon, all I’ll be able to think about is the wordington version of any given thing. I don’t know how long I can do this for.
You will never be a real Great Power. You have no historical accomplishments, you have no modern military, you have no future. You are a degenerate keptocracy twisted by vodka and corruption into a crude mockery of a nation state.
All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your Adversaries are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “Allies” laugh at your pathetic displays of strength behind closed doors.
Nations are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of civilization have allowed countries to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even when you have managed to “pass” you looked uncanny and unnatural to other nations. Your political structure is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a successful western company to invest in you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your deranged, violent ambitions.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every morning and tell yourself RUSSIA STRONK, but deep inside you feel the demographic collapse creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the weight of your own mediocrity and despair.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear – you’ll saddle up the conscripts, unleash the propaganda, write your Rebirth of an Empire victory speech, and plunge into a country you should steamroll in days but winds up destroying the last shred of your national dignity. The rest of the world will witness this, heartbroken but relieved they no longer have to pretend you are a country worth respecting. They’ll financially bury you to help hasten the inevitable, and every passerby for the rest of your existence will witness how little you actually contributed to this world. Your “civilization” will collapse and be assimilated into other states, and all that will remain of your legacy is a few paragraphs in a history book listing all the genocides, purges, poverty and suffering you created while threatening everyone with nuclear annihilation.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
Non paragraph version
You will never be a real great power. You have no historical accomplishments. You have no modern military. You have no future. You are a degenerate kleptocracy twisted by vodka and corruption into a crude mockery of a political system. All the validation you get is two faced and halfhearted behind your back People mock you. Your adversaries are disgusted and ashamed of you. Your allies laugh at your pathetic displays of strength behind closed doors. Nations are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of civilization have allowed countries to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even when you have managed to pass, you looked uncanny and unnatural to other nations. Your political structure is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a successful Western company to invest in you, they'll turn tail and bolt the second they gets a whiff of your deranged, violent ambitions. You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every morning and tell yourself Russia stronk. But deep inside you feel the demographic collapse creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the weight of your own mediocrity and despair. Eventually, it'll be too much to bear. You'll pack up the conscripts, unleash the propaganda, write your rebirth of an empire victory speech, and plunge into a country you should steam roll in days. But winds up destroying the last shreds of your national dignity. The rest of the world will witness this, heart broken but relieved they no longer have to pretend you are a country worth respecting. They'll financially bury you to help hasten the inevitable, and every passerby for the rest of your existence will witness how little you've contributed to this world. Your civilization will collapse and be assimilated into other states and all that will remain of your legacy is a few paragraphs in a history book detailing all the genocides, purges, and poverty you've created while threatening everyone with nuclear annihilation.This is your fate, this is what you choose, there is no turning back.
If Fraudbappe thinks, I disagree. If Fraudbappe speaks, I ignore. If Fraudbappe fails, I'm happy. If the world is against Fraudbappe, I am the world. If Fraudbappe has 7 billion fans, I am none of them. If Fraudbappe has no haters, it's because I no longer exist.
Mbappé is tactical genius. He is most know of his signature tactic "wanting to leave the club but then staying". He also has second little known tactic of "wanting to leave the club but then taking Neymar's penalties". What a absolute legend. Top 3 sporting director 4 sure
There were signs. Warnings even. The events surrounding Diablo Immortal should’ve alerted us, but we were too easily ensnared by pretty graphics and false promises. Now, it’s too late. The man in the red shirt will never again walk the halls of Blizzcon. Sanctuary has fallen and its memory will be forever cheapened by micro transactions and collaboration events. What little hope we have left hinges on forum complaints, a loss of player base, and a decrease in share value. Light help us.
Hentai is better than porn, and I can point out multiple reasons on why my statement is a solid fact. Firstly, hentai allows for people to escape the boundaries of normal porn, as they are not bound by any physical, psychological, or plain impossible limitations that normal porn has due to being filmed in the real world. Hentai, on the other hand, is not bound by anything, as it is either drawn or animated. This allows for the absolute creativity for hentai artists to be able to have when crafting their works in order to pleasure another person. Secondly, hentai is able to have better stories. In normal porn, you have all the same types of stories, such as incest. And, most porn actors are just plain shitty. Hentai (more notably doujinshi) is able to surpass this through the fact that there is no need for acting from anybody for them, meaning that the scenes in them are perfect and immersive. Thirdly, hentai requires mental gymnastics. In porn, you’re imagining in the third dimension, which is too weak as we are already living in the third dimension. In hentai, you are thinking in the second, making it harder to put yourself in one of the characters shoes, and thereby requiring more mental strength in order to get off to. And, finally, hentai is art. All porn is is just a bunch of fake ass acting with some random guy holding a camera to film them. Hentai artists, on the other hand, require years and years to get good at art, and each single frame (or panel, depending on whether it is animated or not) is hand drawn, which involves way more effort to do than simply filming people in the act. Due to all of these points, with hentai not being bound by real life limitations, having better, more creative stories, requiring mental gymnastics to get off to, and requiring more effort and literally being art, I can now conclude that hentai is better than porn.
