How The Fuck Is Cyber Bullying Real Hahahaha
Hahahahahahahaha How The Fuck Is Cyber Bullying Real Hahahaha Nigga Just Walk Away From The Screen Like Nigga Close Your Eyes Haha
Hahahahahahahaha How The Fuck Is Cyber Bullying Real Hahahaha Nigga Just Walk Away From The Screen Like Nigga Close Your Eyes Haha
When dealing with people outside X Productions never take a No at face value. If we need a store to buy everything inside of and you call the local Dollar tree and the person that answers says "No, you can't film here". That literally doesn't mean shit. Talk to other employees and see if any are fans or if any have kids that are fans, try talking to their boss, their bosses boss, have me dm them on twitter and try their social team, etc. If after all avenues are exhausted you are left with a no, that doesn't mean don't try the other dollar trees because the manager of those could be huge fans and willing to bend the rules. Basically what I'm trying to convey is what we calling "pushing thru no". Don't just stop because one person told you no, stop when all conceivable options are exhausted. This is one of many tools that when combined dramatically improve your probability of success when producing here.

Cookiezi, is a famous South Korean osu! player. He is widely regarded as the most influential osu! player of all time.
Who is Cookiezi?
For the blind, he is light. For the hungry, he is bread. For the sick, he is the cure. For the lonely, he is company. For the sad, he is joy. For the prisoner, he is freedom. For the poor, he is treasure. For me, he is everything.
If Cookiezi has a million fans, then I am one of them. If Cookiezi has ten fans, then I am one of them. If Cookiezi has only one fan then that is me. If Cookiezi has no fans, then that means I am no longer on earth. If the world is against Cookiezi, then I am against the world.
Obsessed? You think I’m obsessed? Sure, I’ve analyzed every one of Cookiezi’s replays countless of times, adjusted my settings to match his down to the pixel, and maybe I’ve started seeing patterns in everything I do—like life’s just one big beatmap waiting to be SS'd.
This isn’t obsession; it’s understanding. I’m not just a fan, I’m a disciple. Cookiezi isn’t just a player; he’s the embodiment of precision, the pursuit of perfection. You call it obsession, but maybe it’s just seeing the world in 300s where others see chaos.

This is the Flying Lotus copypasta but changed into Mon Confiado, a Filipino actor. This particular Mon Confiado copypasta started gaining traction when the Filipino actor himself posted on FB accusing the shitposter (ileiad) of defamation for posting the copypasta of him.
The “Flying Lotus at a grocery store” started as a meme on 4chan and has since been adapted to many different celebrities and variations.
I saw critically-acclaimed actor Mon Confiado at a grocery store in Marikina yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
Ayoko na sana patulan itong certain Ileiad na ito… pero tama pa ba ang ginagawa ng mga content creator na ito? Gumawa ng story using my name & my photo… na meet daw nya ako sa grocery at magpapa picture daw sya pero dinuro duro ko daw sya sa mukha at nakita nya na hindi ko binayaran ang 15 Milky Way Choco Bars na kinuha ko… at pinagsisigawan ko daw ang cashier ng grocery. Pinapalabas pa nito na magnanakaw ako… nung sinita ko. Joke daw ito at ito ay “Copypasta” at biglang nilagyan ng “disclaimer” ang post nya pero huli na. Pero hindi pa din inaalis ang post nya. Joke at my expense? Joke pero nakakasira ng tao? Bakit ka magjo joke sakin? Close ba tayo? Parang sobra na itong mga ito ah at para makakuha lang ng mga likes kahit makasagasa sila ng tao. Tapos sasabihin Joke. Ang daming nag message sa akin at tinatanong kung totoo ba ito? Of course, Sabi ko hindi yan totoo. Never happened. At hindi ako ganung tao. At may pagka mayabang pa itong Ileiad na ito… nung sinabi ko idedemanda ko sya dahil ayaw pa nya tanggalin ang post nya. Threat daw ba ito? Grabe itong taong ito!
So recently I found out that my boyfriend was playing Bloons without me. He had a round 800 save and being a bloons supporter myself I couldn’t let him continue murdering bloons. When he went to take a shower I grabbed his phone and purposely sold all of his towers so he would die. He quickly found out the next day and BLAMED me? I screamed at him, calling him a bloons MURDERER. I said it was his fault and he should let the bloons live their innocent lives in peace. Well anyways, he is now my ex-boyfriend and I am so glad to have finally left that abusive relationship with that murderer. I recommend everyone else to screw over their significant others game saves to stop bloon brutality. #STOPBLOONBRUTALITY

This. What you just wrote. I totally agree. Like a chef serving a bowl of stew, you stuck your ladel into my brain and from my incoherent abstract thoughts were able to form the exact sentiment of what it is I was feeling. Down to a decimal of a decimal, more perfectly than I ever could have iterated, you captured the essence of every nuance I experienced relating to the subject matter. No words could portray the awe I felt knowing that somebody shared the exact same thought process as me. Not only that, but with the ability to articulate in such a refined manner the depth of said thought process. No words could describe that feeling. Except one. This.