I went to the supermarket earlier today, to buy some cheese and bacon, you know? So I went up to the girl working there and she said: "Good morning, how can I help you?"
I couldn't believe this naughty bitch was offering herself to me at 7 am, but I managed to keep myself calm and said: "Good morning. I want 300g of mozzarella cheese and 300g of bacon please."
She started working on my order, and after a while she came to me and said "Sir, I acidentally put 350g of cheese instead of 300g. Can I leave it or do you want me to take some off?"
Holy fucking shit. I couldn't believe what this cum-addicted slut just said. She knew I only wanted 300g of cheese, but instead of giving me what I asked for she decided to try to have sex with me. I'm gonna explain it to you: what's the difference between 300g and 350g of cheese? That's right, 50 grams. What else has 50 grams? Yes, that's the average weight of a condom packaging, and also the average amount of sperm expelled during a sexual act. And worst of all, do you know which sentence has 50 letters? "Oh daddy please destroy my pussy and cum in my little slut ass".
I was shocked at the audacity of this whore, but I was better than this. I told her to take a little bit of cheese off, and she said: "is 308g alright sir?" I was shaking and sharting at this point. I couldn't believe she was humiliating herself like this. Do you know what has 8 letters? "I love you". But I didn't love her, I didn't love this attention deprived thot back. So I just said: "I'm not going to give in to your schemes. You should value yourself more, you are better than this".
As I was paying for my products at the cashier I could hear a great commotion, and I saw that the girl and all the other female employees were crying in unison. I left the supermarket knowing that I did the right thing.
Then something just snapped, something inside of me. I didn't care anymore. I didn't care about being better than Kakarot, I didn't care about being a super saiyan. I didn't care if I lived. I didn't care about anything! And then.. It happened.
Then something just snapped. Something inside of me. "NO, NO MORE! THATS IT! I DONT CARE!" I didnt care anymore. I didnt care about being better then kakarot, I didnt care about being a super saiyan, I didnt care if i lived! I didnt care about anything! And then.. It happened.
Own a sword for manor defence, since that's what the Magna Carta intended. Four heathens break into my cottage. "What in the Lord's name?" As I grab my aventail bascinet and windlass arbalest. Punch a bolt through the first man, he's dead on the spot. Throw a pot of naft at the second man and miss entirely since it's a hand thrown grenade in the dark and burns down the neighbour's harvest causing them to starve in the winter. I have to resort to the pot of boiling oil at the top of the hay loft "Deus Lo Vult!" The boiling oil completely drenches two men and cause them to scream in agony and writhe on the ground, racked with incomprehensible pain. The screams of pain frightens horses in nearby stables. Draw sword and charge the last terrified infidel. He bleeds out with no one to assist him since this is Feudal Europe and nobody gives a shit. Just as the Magna Carta intended.
Soulless hunks of plastic with no redeeming qualities. This company swallows up creative ips and shits them out as identical little pieces of shit, and people just eat. That. Shit. Up.
And everyone thinks they are the exception too- ‘oh I dont like them, but I have one or two that I got as a gift that I like! They look cool on my shelf!’
No. Fuck off. You’re part of the problem.
I want to melt them in a cauldron and pour them over peoples heads like that one scene in game of thrones with Daenerys’ creepy brother.
Source: worked in a shop that sold them, I hate every single person that ever bought one. The collectors were the worse but even watching normal people coo over them was just sickening
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I've seen this on tiktok, so much and it actually is starting to get on my nerves. Tintokers will talk about how it’s weird popular kids like Wednesday because, they bullied “me” in Highschool they would have ripped her to shreds!
No they wouldn’t. In 90% of high schools in the world, Wednesday would arrive and immediately become pretty popular, despite her weirdness. She’s a trust fund kid whose more or less a confirmed genius who can play a few instruments and speaks several languages. However, even that wouldn’t matter if it wasn’t for one crucial detail. Wednesday is hot and confident, and people who are hot and confident don’t get completely ostracized from their peers no matter how weird they are, because people aren’t bullied for being only weird.
You can get away with anything if you’re hot enough, rich enough, or can back it up. Wednesday does all. She could argue the finer points of eugenics and pull an Eren jaeger and still be more popular and well liked than half of you in HS. Hell, if Eren looked like Bertholdt people would call him out a lot quicker also.
This is one thing I feel like people who relate to Weneday miss completely. She’s weird, and even then she’s not that weird. She participates in every school activity, is shown to be one of the smarter kids in her elite private schools, and her biggest character flaw is only being a slightly better detective than every police officer in the county and being a bit of a dick.
Here’s the other issue, a lot of popular people are really weird and the idea that their not and some uniform NPC consumer is baffling. I had a friend who had a Skyrim themed Highschool graduation party and was still kingshit on the basis of just being mildly attractive and being on the track team. He’d also talk about anime and tried to show our schools “Queen Bee” hentai. Guess what though, he was hot, well-off, and charismatic. Same as Wednesday Addans.
TLDR: This is why Damher has a fan club
