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My name’s angry Luigi and I’m super fucking mad

    Lyrics for Angry Luigi mod for Friday Night Funkin.

    my name is angry luigi and i am super fucking mad i don’t know what to do, i’ll just sit alone and sad there is nothing in this world that can make me smile honestly it’s complicated why I’m so hostile think about my lonely past, depressing, scary and cold you can play games all you want, but I’ll no longer be controlled my name's Angry Luigi, and I want to see you burn so stay right there and let me kill you, it’s just what I’ve earned Oh you! 
    My name’s angry Luigi and I’m super fucking mad/I don’t know what to think, I’ll just sit alone and sad

There is nothing in this world that can make me smile/Honestly, it’s complicated why I’m so hostile

Think about my lonely past; depressing, scary, and cold/You can play games all you want, but I’ll no longer be controlled

My name’s angry Luigi, and I want to see you burn/So stay right there and let me kill you, it’s just what I’ve earned

Oh you

Oh you

Oh you

    The data is nothing but lies. Silver is average or even good

      From a Reddit circlejerk post in the Overwatch 2 subreddit.

      So I started doing some comp matches and got put in silver 2. I was pretty pleased with myself until I looked at some "data" and it turns out that means that I'm in the bottom 15% of all players. Clearly that is wrong because I'm better than that.

Firstly, I'd like to see where this "data" came from. Clearly not from any reputable source. Silver is clearly average, gold is good and anything beyond that isn't worth concerning yourself about. So here's some data - How come any time I look at someones career profile in quick play, they are silver also? That is because most people are silver (average).

Stuff like this is made to make people feel bad, it's very similar to penis length statistics where companies like to pretend that the average penis is far far bigger than normal through their "statistics" when actually the average is about 3.5-4".

      She breasted boobily

        "Cassandra woke up to the rays of the sun streaming through the slats on her blinds, cascading over her naked chest. She stretched, her breasts lifting with her arms as she greeted the sun. She rolled out of bed and put on a shirt, her nipples prominently showing through the thin fabric. She breasted boobily to the stairs, and titted downwards."

        He vampired billionairely across the room

          "He vampired billionairely across the room, his sweetly-softcore rapey vibes engulfed her small feminine self-inserty hair, she looked exactly like [you, the girl reading this], and he was very vampirey and mysterious..."

          I can’t take it anymore, I’m sick of Greninja

            Its the Xiangling copypast but changed to Greninja from Pokémon TCG Pocket.

            I can't take it anymore. I'm sick of Greninja. I try to play Absol. My Greninja deals more damage. I try to play Blaziken. My Greninja deals more damage. I try to play Magnezone. My Greninja deals more damage. I try not to play Gyarados. I want to play Suicune. His best deck has Greninja. I want to play Altaria, Darkrai. They both want Greninja. He grabs me by the throat. I wonderpick for him. I pull for him. I give him a giant cape. He isn't satisfied. I pull rocky helmet. "I don't need this much chip" he tells me. "Give me more field time." He grabs Chingling and forces him to throw himself at enemies. "You just need to funnel me more. I can deal more damage with my Ex." I can't pull for Greninja EX, I don't have enough hourglasses. He grabs my credit card. It declines. "Guess this is the end." He grabs rare candy. He says "I evolve from Froakie immediately." There is no hint of sadness in his eyes. Nothing but pure, free, relentless pinging from bench. What a cruel world.

            I’m sick of Naoto.

              Its the Xiangling copypasta but changed to Naoto from Blazblue.

              I can't take it anymore. I'm sick of Naoto. I try to play Tsubaki. My Naoto deals more damage. I try to play Ragna. My Naoto deals more damage. I try to play Susano'o. My Naoto deals more damage. I try not to play Naoto. I want to play Jin. His DP is worse than Naoto's. I want to play Es, Jubei. Naoto has better frame data. He grabs me by the throat. I pressure for him. I rollcatch for him. I give him 100 meter. He isn't satisfied. I DP RC. "I don't need this many plus frames." he tells me. "Give me more meter." He forces me to enRekka in neutral. "You just need to read them more. I can Fatal if you read their option." I can't hit the fatal unless I slop in neutral. He grabs my AliExpress leverless. It snaps in half. "Guess this is the end." He whiffs super. He says "I enDP immediately." There is no hint of sadness in his eyes. Nothing but pure, free, relentless active frames. What a cruel world.