You heard me. I'm a karma whore. I make fake posts and comments just for those sweet internet points, and you're an idiot for giving them to me. I'm not stopping. Not because of feelings of superiority, even though I am truly superior, but because I've decided to dedicate my thoughts, mind, body, and soul to gaining more upvotes in a day than you, a pitiful mortal, will gain in your life.
Imagine a schoolgirl getting bukkake in the middle of the college bathroom from 13 different guys. That's me. I'm that schoolgirl. Except that cum is those delicious orange arrows. I'm not saying I'm better than you. I'm simply implying it, and if you have a problem with that, compare your karma to mine, and then we'll talk it out.
I apologize for your inferiority, ok? Nobody wanted you to turn out this way, and I'm sure that you feel even more disappointed in the sight of me. I have the audacity to admit that I'm a slutty whore for karma, and I'm still superior, you beta twig.
Karma is my cocaine. It's my heroin. It's my intense, orgasmic dopamine hit that will forever separate me from the mortals that surround me.
I, and I completely, am a karma whore. But I'd rather be a whore than a trashbag, like you.
Peace out plebs :)
I am coming back from my 10 minute ban, and I want to say that I think it was bullshit. Yes, I wrote a funny paragraph that turned into copypasta, which happened to bring a laugh or a smile to a few people. If you mods wanted that to stop, you could have just said so, there is so much copypasta going on in this chat that I could have never thought that deserved a 10 minute ban. Reggie is probably a mod in here and he is the one that banned me. Anyway, I'm glad to be back
I am coming back from my 10 minute ban, and I want to say that I think it was bullshit. Yes, I wrote a funny paragraph that turned into copypasta, which happened to bring a laugh or smile to a few people. If you mods wanted that to stop, you could have just said so. Theres probably some Ego driven MOD in here and he is the one that banned me.
Today being Halloween, I decided to fuck with the major retard at school when I came out of science for break. He was dressed as Ash. Knowing this was going to happen, I brought a Mudkip doll. Thus I started the conversation, making sure no one saw me.
"So I heard you like Mudkips..."
"MUDKIPS? I LUUUUUUUUUUUUVE MUDKIPS."
"O RLY? So, would you ever fuck a Mudkips, that is.." (he cuts me off before I could said 'if you were a mudkips')
"OF COURSE."
"Well I just happen to have a Mudkips here, and..."
Before I finished the sentence, which would have resulted in me hitting him across the face with the doll, he grabbed it. In one swift motion his pants were down and he was violently humping it. Not to get between a man and his Mudkips I started to walk away, because there is no way I'd be caught wrestling a half-naked crazy guy humping a Mudkips.
Needless to say, within 5 to 10 seconds, some girls saw him and started screaming. I cooly walked into a restroom, pretending nothing had ever happened; not that I had intended that outcome, but now that it was in play I didn't want to be involved.
I came back out two minutes later, and like any wanton act on school grounds there was now a huge crowd around him. He was still fucking it and baying this real fucked up 'EEEEEEEEEEINNNNF EEEEEEEEEEINNNF' sound. Suddenly a scuffle broke out in the middle, meaning he probably did something stupid.
I asked someone what had happened. A girlfriend of one of the football players tried to get him to stop, but he bit her for trying to take it away. Someone called in a few football players (all dressed up like Road Warrior) who proceeded to pummel the shit out of the guy. Meanwhile the school police were freaking out and having trouble getting in to the situation.
A few minutes later the intruder alarm went off and we were all shuffled into classrooms. Over the intercom the principal announced that someone had thrown a flaming plush toy into the library. Uh.. what the hell.
So we were kept there and about 30 minutes later the principal came on again. This time he was saying that whoever was behind the beating should turn themselves in. All of a sudden this woman began yelling, "I WILL SUE YOU FOR DAMAGES. YOU LITTLE PUNKS, I'M GONNA SUE..." and it was cut off.
I asked an office later what had happened. Apparently his mother had come to pick him up and threatened to sue for the beating and 'whatever else happened.' The school threatened to counter-sue because of lewd conduct, inciting a riot, and starting a fight.
So I ask you: do u liek Mudkipz?
Stop with the fucking " I bet you'll never guess what's under my dress.."
It's tits. It's always fucking tits.
This is no mystery to anyone, and human anatomy has been the same for over 100k years. Seriously, shut the fuck up. You all do this. Do you really think your tits and asshole are so special that they're going to shift our collective consciousness or something?
"I bet the guys at the gym wonder what's under my yoga pants."
I bet they already know, and if they fucking don't, maybe you shouldn't be at a kid gym for 4 year olds.
babe, i'm breaking up with you. it's not you, you were poggers. it's me, i'm omegalul. im sorry if this is pepehands but it has to be done, i've just been feeling pepega and our relationship has been weirdchamp for months, it's time to end it, no kappa.
Every time I boot this "cock and ball torture simulator disguised as a game" up I age 60-70 years. I swear my eyes start seeing 144p or something once I make the tragic mistake of subjecting myself to the emotional assfucking that is Tarkov. I just went on a raid on woods to try and pitter patter over to daddy Prapor's circus parade float ambush or something? Idk I didn't read the task message. Only a bunch of clowns would get ambushed like that. Anyway I barely take 2 steps and an even older geriatric man fell asleep on his keyboard, and waddles Infront of me. Ezclap. Take 2 more steps and hear WW3 starting near the USEC camp....right where I need to go. Nades and 60 round magazines are a flyin. I think I heard an AC-130 at some point. So I thinks to myself, I'll just post up on this here rock and observe for a while then move in. I sat on that rock for 4 minutes just chilling. Don't see a single thing move, although I wouldn't be surprised if every pmc and player scav on the map walked into my view and I just didn't see them. After 4 minutes, the bush next to me one taps me with 995. First off, dude I have a PACA and dick helmet, overkill much? And second, this dude sat there, staring at me, for 4 minutes, wondering how the fuck I manged to wander out of hospice and get a gaming PC setup to just to support Nikita's juice addiction. Poor guy probably felt like he was executing their braindead grandpa or something.
Took a break for a while, came back and did a run with just an m9 and a single backup magazine, stuffed 3000 rupes into my butt to pay for extract and did a night raid. Booked it from spawn right towards the USEC camp aka gravity well, it seems every pmc spawning on that side of the map is instantly pulled into it. On my way, deadass run straight into two thicc boys. Like I was spooning one of them for a second, I got soaked from the sweat pouring off these guys. I have no idea how I didn't hear or see them until I was nut to butt with what I can only imagine are two TTVs who have been grinding this game everyday since wipe for their 0 viewers. I immediately shit myself, not that uncommon for a 90 year old tbh, and start weaving through bushes while reciting prayers from the Bible, Quran, even threw in some dank nasheeds for a second, I guess it worked because I didn't get hit once. I think they spent the entire GDP of Ethiopia worth of ammunition shooting at me. And of course I am fast as fuck boi with no gear, Chad thundercock and his butt buddy can't keep up, I take a long path and make it to the camp and ambush site with 10 minutes left, scoot over to the Uber driver and get my ass back to this shit hole of a barely upgraded hideout. Seriously I only need one more relay to build the ezbake oven so I can cook up some lunchboxes for that fatass Jager but I can't find it, I think they don't really exist and are a conspiracy Nikita made to keep us playing.
I think my grandkids are coming to see me today so that's nice, their dad said if I start ranting about "RMT hackers and Streets of Tarkov release date" they are putting me back in the old people's home.
