Post by TheRandomMan12345 on Jan 4, 2024 13:04:00 GMT
TW: Profanities; Long; "Many Men (Wish Death)" is a song by 50 Cent, so I wished it back on them; Leaked and Reworked; Jokes
Luxury (bragging), royalty (parents with a job), wealth (stealing daddy’s money). This is the lifestyle of the richest folks at school, a way of living that we peasants will never understand. I mean, I’m too busy watching Family Guy and South Park TikToks with Knife Slicer in the background to worry about it! This is what we call preps. For those who accidentally stumbled upon this instead of Cocomelon, preps are those dickhead kids that are overprivalleged, rich bitches!
Honestly, I was treated like shit to most rich kids, so I FUCKING HATE THEM!! Why are they even able to get on brand foods?! Only the rich can afford brands like Oreos and Honey Nut Cheerios, trust me. I got kicked out the store for paying my food with Monopoly money, so I pulled out my "Get Out of Jail" card.
I can’t afford the snobby, on brand items like McDonald’s. Don’t make one of those shitty celebrity net worth blogposts to make me rich, just trust me. Most of us are just broke as fuck, working 9-5 and dealing with annoying customers at retail or fast food until we die. And when you’re done, you can’t go buying expensive goods like Raisin Bran to create a hole in your wallet; you gotta save money!
That’s why I hate retards making fun of our lifestyle as if they never had Walmart’s spaghetti before. Sorry y’all spoiled asses get food from Gucci! When I was YOUR AGE, I was living in the trenches of Poohvile, down the hoods of Robloxia, where I was selling rocks, staying in a one room cardboard apartment at the Bermuda Triangle!
We can’t afford goods like that! When you are eating Lunchables, I am consuming "Krackables," and I got made fun of for being a whale because they are very addictive! You have the privilege of eating “normal” peanut butter? I have the displeasure of utilizing just "White Nutter Spreadables," and it’s very sticky in my mouth.
While you are enjoying Kraft’s cheese for burgers, I’m forced to be content with "Imitated Processed Cheese," with it being shipped all the way from Canada because it was cheaper. While you are eating M&Ms while watching movies, I am partaking in H&H, which stands for, “HIV & Hatred: It Gives You Both.” I can only get "Resey Peace: Just One," not even Reese’s Pieces! I have to split it with my 800 relatives. While your family is enjoying the delicacies of meat, I’m devouring "Pussy Deluxe," and yes, this one’s actually real. Oh my, I’m not complaining with the last one!
But with all these setbacks that’ll make rich retards run away, I can live with them. Who cares about eating stuff like Lays? As long as I’m eating to survive, that’s all that really matters. Who cares about paying attention to the most recent popular medias? As long as I’m up to date with the latest trends, that’s all I care about. I know kids today are screaming, “WHAT ARE THOSE?!?!” to everyone’s shoes because I saw it in a recentish Vine. I’m very hip!
So if they mostly want it with me, why don’t I give it to them? Obviously, retaliating won’t make myself stuck in the shitty situations because they “enjoy” my reactions. Now, I want to start with a recent one of these examples, a fucking meatball-whale combination. Now, I won’t be delusional - I’m a fat fuck myself and can’t bench 2 pounds if my life depended on it. But compare it to this girl? I’m the skinniest retard alive! I only had one interaction with her, it wasn’t good. I let anyone say "retard," and simply say I give the pass when I’m giving you permission to state I gave you the pass if someone tries to cancel you, but it’s not deep and I wouldn’t care if you said I did anyways. This retard’s only interaction made her lose the pass, as in she can no longer say "retard" or I’ll cancel her, and it’ll take a good amount of building to be able to say it. I guess this retard ate too many Twinkies, so she drank my whole water bottle because she thought it was Coca Cola. I hope when she realized it was water and spat it out, it landed on her face, removing the spray tan she got with Trump!
To be honest, the main problem isn’t that she violated my bottle of water, lied that she would buy me one at lunch, and got me in debt as a result. The problem is that literal pieces of shit, straight out the toilet, look better than this retard, yet she has over 185 pound of makeup on! I tried a Twinkie once when I was 5 or under, and the taste was so bad I never had one again. I also have a big liking towards Big Macs (of course). This may seem like random sentences, but I’m saying that because I rate the pig’s appearance a Twinkie/Big Mac, or a shockingly low negative number out of ten. I’m curious, when did beluga whales start mating with blob fishes and how is it that their offspring can stay out of water so long and talk?
I got in a bit of hot water recently (I might make it as a post later, so I won’t get in too much detail). Let’s just say if it was her instead of earraping the whole cafeteria because I wanted some students to apologize to a girl so I don’t have the 0.01% chance of being jumped, I would accept my fate and make her sit on them as well. If I’m getting squished, the others that were involved in the slightest will too! Starting the day I post this, I want to start exercising so I can also say that I have a metabolism. Yeah, I’ll do 2 push-ups, can’t get up, and call it a year of amazing exercise. Obviously, the gains are going to be immense!
Plus she was part of the November 13th incident in 2022 where I got death wishes, yep I’m risking getting banned to use my death wish on her and go incel mode. Excuse me, fat fuck, I genuinely hope someone robs your house just to shoot you in your fucking head, you fucking hippo. You fat bitch! SOMEBODY SHOULD FUCKING STONE YOU, YOU FAT, FUCKING HIPPOPOTAMUS BITCH! You fat fucking pig ass! Maybe you should stop taking up 10 fucking seats in an airplane and cut your dick off to do our eyes a little favor!
There’s 3 other bitches that were part of the incident that I can’t really say much about because I didn’t experience much to know anything about them, but there’s one of those three that I can do now instead of waiting until later. She also faked a crush on me (almost, if not every rich girl did it for a period last school year) and I don’t know shit about her, other than her initials being named after air conditioners and that she’s also an ugly motherfucker. Thought the 800 pounder was bad? At least I don’t feel like projectile vomiting every time I accidentally look at her! Listen, my standards for looks are higher than Snoop Dogg (which is bad because I look like I make vape juice in a bathtub), so I can’t determine if someone actually is ugly because one more flaw than your typical celebrity and I think you’re ugly as fuck. But I feel like this retard genuinely is one of the ugliest people to ever exist and somehow worse than me, like I would still think that if I had very low standards for females. She also is flatter than a pancake, so I guess she can only shake them bones.
She looks like Shrek, she should be arrested for making everyone’s eyes need therapy. Here it is: another risk. FUCK YOU!!! YOU GOT AN INHALER ON YOU AT ALL TIMES, YOU PUSSY; YOU LOSER! YOU AND YOUR DIRTY ASS IS THE MOST DISGUSTING THING EVER RECORDED! RETARDED BITCH! I look at you and just want to cut my fucking eyes off, oh my God. You lost your r-word pass, you ugly bitch. YOU’RE FUCKING HIDEOUS! I just wish I can shoot you! No way the fuck I’m looking at’s really a human! Look at you sitting there, looking like a refugee that was deported for looking too bad. Fuck you! HOW THE FUCK DO YOU WAKE UP LIKE THAT AND ENJOY IT, PLEASE TELL ME!
Let’s continue by talking about someone else I already expressed my disdain about in 31 paragraphs. I’ll simply express my opinions on her in a calm manner again. MISS FAKE IS A RETARDED ASS BITCH, I STILL FUCKING HATE HER ASS! I celebrated the day she wished death on me like an actual holiday, and I deserve that shit because she found the post and probably read the full thing.
I mean, why would I regret making it? I’m a natural hater at heart and a petty ass retard. You do one minor thing to me and I’ll make it my life’s job to try and try to ruin your school reputation until I can. I mean, I was told I shouldn’t hate her because people change, but was given an example of someone that still hates the person so that means I actually have to still hate her. Besides, I don’t give a fuck who you are, I’ll be nice to you if you’re nice to me (whether we like each other or not).
Besides, it appears she’s very clearly enjoying this shit. Essentially we had assigned seats for lunch at one point because I guess we didn’t glaze the principal’s ass enough. I had to sit at the same table as her, so I did what any reasonable, respectable homosapien would do by ending up talking to my friend until I managed to find her and spend a bit talking very poor shit about her because she did the same thing last year. Because fuck having South Park and Eminem as special interests, I have her as a special haterest! Just to prevent her laughing, I said, “fuck *her name*,” in between every word and she instead would smile every time. That’s it? That’s her reaction? I WAS HOPING SHE WOULD FUCKING YELL AT ME AND ROAST ME!!! Well damn retard, is your kink having people talking horribly about you? If it is, I think you should shit your pants randomly in a period, say it out loud, dig in there, and eat some of it.
I mean, she did talk shit about me so maybe she’s just glad that I can shit talk (is that what she meant all the times she claimed I owed her)? That comment you made on 11/13/22, where you were talking about the new Black Panther movie and, when the talk changed to an actor who unfortunately passed away, you said you wished it was me instead and the other bitches agreed, was clearly a swell comment!
Listen, I dislike death wishes as much as the next guy. That’s some bad shit. Wishing death on others boo… don’t like it! Buuuuuuuut it gives me an excuse to hate her without being too petty. I can seriously do whatever the fuck I want to and my response to getting in trouble is mentioning that she got away with a death wish, therefore I’m solving it on my own terms. Besides, I have EVERY right to go incel mode on them and wish death on them and make it worse due to inflation. I’ll save her’s for a later time - I want to ruin a good post by randomly wishing death on her for no reason in the middle and then go back to what I was saying.
Unfortunately, I can’t say you’re sorry for now. This is because you would joke around your friends and say a shitton that I owe you, never saying what I owed you. My retard, I always knew you were joking but you still ran your mouth. You laid your bed, now lie in it! I thought I’d absolutely destroy you by making diss tracks after the recording incident, mainly against you and The Recorder, but also sending shots at other people (other songs had me having fun, but randomly dissing you at points for no reason to call it a diss track). Yeah, most diss tracks are bad and I didn’t listen back to them to see if they were good because I was just pissed. The day of the death wish incident, I also made a song about killing you because I finally could. Yeah, I could still get that downbad and release the tracks for a little bit of temporary school fame. I don’t care how much of friends we come and if I eventually get an actual reputation, I’ll ruin the greatest friendship in history and my reputation again if it meant getting noticed for two seconds and laughed at for 18 minutes.
One thing to ask is why didn’t you nor the other bitches ever glaze me?! I know this may seem fucked up, but let me explain! Essentially you guys treat the other spectrum boy with the most patience I’ve ever seen and defend him for everything. I understand that he’s someone that benefits from the 6 year old treatment and I instead benefit from treatment from our age because I’m better at taking jokes and ignoring people, but a kid in homeroom mentioned you guys glazing him with the teachers. Oh, I get it, it’s because I’m instead Asperger’s and it’s pronounced like ass burgers because burgers grow out our ass, so you’re all burgerphobic to anuses! C’mon, all of you girls better go and suck my cock while commenting on how much of a smart, hot, funny, and overall amazing retard I am or some bad shit will be happening. I can accuse y’all of ableism due to burgerphobia being against a condition commonly used as ableism instead of a new term, which for people seen as accepting as you, will be a bad PR move. WHAT A BUNCH OF HATEFUL BASTARDS!!!
The closest I got was you randomly saying my name when I just wanted a piss in peace. I’m not your fucking potty pal! Like, retard, I didn’t even ignore you, that’s all you did. I mean, at least I did stuff and didn’t release it (plus I developed trust issues from everyone faking). The closest I got to it for other people was last year when that kid who ruined the r*zz word for me would, at times, come up to me— when I was walking to my bus at the end of the day— and ask why I didn’t, “act up,” (I’m not saying the r word, it got ruined) because Miss Fake has a huge ass. My retard, WHY WERE YOU LOOKING?! Like, retard, I’ll admit that it always made me think of Nicki Minaj and Kim Kardashian, bricking me up, but she blew her chance and it’ll take a long ass time that she didn’t try to bring it back. She’ll need an even faker ass and fake titties for me to act up (it was the same way when he asked, but it’s more severe now).
It’s almost as if you guys never read "The Bitch Who Cried Wolf." With all the red flags I have, how would I believe anyone had a crush on me? Oh my God, where to start?! I’m lazy as fuck, I’m antisocial, I hate people, I like masturbaiting at hot girl’s fap tributes all the time, all I think about is sex, I’m a degenerate, a soyboy, a pervert, and I’m such a perfectionist at my own work that I give up all my spare time to make sure my shit gets done at the cost of my own family because fuck them, that’s why. Why would anyone want to go to my house and deal with my brother? This retard only makes noises nobody heard before, goes on the game 24/7, screams and curses at his boys, and rages (just today he mentioned a friend cheating and using AI on a basketball game). Why would you want to walk in to someone’s house to hear, “SHIT DICK ASS MONSTER, SO FUCKING CLOSE!!!”
I don’t even have any hobbies. Like, uhh…. I very rarely play a few games, I rot my brain on the internet, and I watch retards like Penguinz0 and August the Duck commentate on things. Also before that one quote analysis on Kanye’s "Through the Wire," I literally thought he was just the guy who said a bunch of unhinged shit on Twitter and was shocked that many people were a fan of his comments unironically (based on all the hand raises), but he actually makes pretty damn good music at least.
Another thing is that I don’t remember why, but we had to be in lunch longer and we got to skip 5th period. As I mentioned in last post, she was her worst there, so I let out a little, “fuck yeah,” nothing too profane and she just looks at me as if I actually said something horrendous. So tell me I never said any curse words when there was a period where I was only known for being faked by you and being an edgy, extremely dark humoured kid who only said fuckity muck words. And "fuck" was the first word I ever learned back in 1st grade, when I happily flipped off a lunch lady!
The worst thing is that this shit’s continuing, but on other people. Outside of me seeing her faking another boy 3 times, it’s still going on with the rich boys. In English, not the shitty one where even the teacher would look at our direction and laugh at me many times, this retard was randomly asked if he preferred men or fake asses and they kept telling him to act up because they conveniently asked the 175 pounds of makeup girl and she thought he’d be an “ok option.” Yeah, they drew a picture of them holding hands and I smelled fakeness. I’m pretty sure he’s getting faked and the only reason I’m sympathetic is because I was faked. If you want someone who believes you, fake that Discord mod who goes on Reddit 25 hours a day, always smells like shit, and has the same name as one of those Richville boys.
Last year he was faked by a good few girls and the same thing happened where he was told to “act out,” by the friends and nobody understood that no means no. He didn’t consent, THAT’S RAPE! I thought of him as the same as me until he fucking randomly gets proud because someone in the group (who I’m actually fine with) did the heart thing and he did it back. So if you want to fake someone who believes you for a chance of rejecting them for the ruse, only do him. I mean, lucky him because I can’t draw a heart nor make one with my hands so I’d just have to flip off a bitch. Same scenario happened to me where I was pissed because I wanted to eat my lunch and a different bitch, the one who faked pretty bad in May until she realized I knew during the recording incident, was doing it.
Of course I’d be pissed; I’m a big boy, I need to eat! Her and Miss Fake laughed as if it’s the funniest thing in the world. Anyways, why don’t you just do the same thing you did for me and— when he asks you out— do the same thing you would’ve done to me. I have to take his word for granted, so hopefully he wasn’t joking. I don’t pay attention to the popularity charts, so her only interaction with non-rich kids could be us throwing tomatoes at her. "BOOOO, THIS RETARD’S ASS!" I mean, some of her own friends say that they hate her in front of me anytime they say anything about her and think I’m listening, even though I only know it’s her when they make the fake dislike comments over half the time, because they think I’m going to cream my pants thinking someone hates her.
I’m shocked that he’s still encouraging faking because I thought he has gotten into sigma degeneracy because he told me to get my money up before I get my funny up. I mean, that’s the same guy who, last year, ruined the TikTok r-word slang, “r*zz,” for me and he’s gotten from downbad simp to a sigma. I could see him trying to get a girl’s attention, knowing that he’s seemingly terminally online like me!
“Hey, excuse me mam, are you a PlayStation? Because I want to take you down to my station and play with you.” “Have you seen James Bond’s 'License To Kill?' Because I got a license to kill that pussy of yours!” “Do you know my favorite movie’s 'The Mummy?' Well, I want to put a baby in you and make you the mommy and me the daddy." Wee woo, wee woo! Watch out ladies, the r-word slang police is out and about; he almost wrote someone a ticket for being too good looking and you know it panned out not very well as usual.
Sorry for going off in too much of incel mode. Now, to prevent myself from being an incel again, let’s go from talking about girls with dicks to a guy with a pussy. This is a man who’s best known for saying, “hard r retard”, to say the least. Of course, I’m not making fun of an autistic person; I’m instead making fun of a retarded person, Mr. 10.
Now I remember a time where another spectrum kid got pissed because many of the group, particularly him, annoy him for laughs. He called Mr. 10 out and The Recorder went and screamed “oooh, roasted,” as if that one guy on the spectrum tried to fucking roast Mr. 10 (I’m not sure how the rest went out, but I can assume he went in the act). Oh my god, somebody said I was a jerk. The world’s going to end! Oh god! Even though I have probably thousands of videos of me saying, “hard r retard,” I’m going to cry over this “roast.”
Now, why am I calling him Mr. 10? So essentially, he got a 10 on an Algebra test. The school grading mark system we use, Skyward, has this way that you can see the highest, average, and lowest grades by clicking on gradebook, the mark you want (the quarter and class), and the specific assignment. I can confirm at least somebody got a 10 (he keeps claiming he hasn’t checked for like two months). Now another friend of mine joked that he’s only in smart classes because his parents pay for it as he’s in Richville, personally I don’t know if the joke is a true one or not.
Yo, is this guy fucking retarded? I’m not trying to be a dick abusing my pass, but I can’t really tell if it’s the product of a recurring joke or actually true. I know some people are going to say it’s obvious, but I honestly have no idea.
Another thing to point out is that he thinks he owns the word "buddy," and has gotten all pissed at me for calling someone that once when trying to say someone was wrong (similar to him). Well, I once whispered "shit" when I got an answer wrong in a class you weren’t even in! My retard, you say this shit every time unless you decide to use the bathroom before the Algebra teacher checks since you never do the homework! Motherfucker, you stole my catchphrase - and for that, I’m cancelling you to my Twitter account that had 7 followers before I deleted it in February because Elon was ruining it PLUS I’m suing you! Oooh, your ass is getting so sued, Mr. 10!
Now go back to the group and resume your Richville tourney! I'm not gonna praise some frat boy bastards with their retarded Prime, their “I spent $250 for something that looks and smells like shit,” and their sleek, logo-emblazoned hoodie puffing on vape pens while watching the new, popular Netflix original every night! Yes, we all know this is the 10th time in a year that you’re saying the streaming service is back! Oh, you know the plot by heart, do you? SO DOES EVERY-FUCKING-ONE ELSE! That is exactly the kind of dumbass you see buying Gucci at 1 in the morning! The guy who just failed getting two views on TikTok!
Now since that’s out the way, onto the experience. Honestly back in 6th grade, I once ran my mouth that someone was using steroids because they simply were able to bench a shitton of weight and he said the truth. That I couldn’t bench 5 lbs if my life depended on it (I’d say it’s more or less 2 lbs). Like three months after it, I couldn’t sleep for a night and end up tired to the point where I’m having my head softly laying on the lockers before our math teacher came in.
One of those retards that hasn’t changed thought I was sad for something and asked what was wrong, to which Mr. 10 thought his roast was so fucking strong and powerful that it stayed in my mind rent-free for that long and making me depressed and states that it’s because he said it. Like, retard, I roasted myself every time I looked at a mirror - so for me to get hurt by an appearance comment, you’d have to do more than that. I tried not laughing, especially because I completely forgot he said it until that point. So I did what I thought would deflate it and said I got made fun of recently and didn’t want to really talk about it until at home. Those dickheads asked why and I had to make it up on the spot that people said I had a micropenis, to which that was the early version of a certain joke as those two retards couldn’t shut the fuck up about it for nearly the rest of the school year.
They’d always walk to me and ask if I did have one, not even hiding the fact that they were laughing (especially the non-changed bitch) about it. I don’t have an issue with saying the same joke topic essentially, the problem is when multiple people say it all the time to you and no other topic to joke, without keeping the topic fresh by switching up the jokes, so I once got really pissed because all I was trying to do is fucking sharpen my pencil. The social studies teacher seen it and asked what was going on, so I acted like an innocent 5 year old, made my voice a little higher pitched, and mentioned what they were doing, asking what a micropenis is like a toddler.
Oooh, that’s the moment that they don’t like this shit one bit! Because he tells them to stay after class and that you shouldn’t say it at school. From what I heard, they got written up just days before our field trip to a theme park, so they couldn’t go (the best form of karma, wish it didn’t happen so karma could’ve instead come on everyone who treated me like shit last year, especially Ass). Their asses have constantly reminded me about it as if I forgot and always lie that they instead kindly asked if people still said it, but I have this weird memory where instead of remembering important things, I remember random things that happened in school (whether good or bad), just mostly not in much detail.
Personally, I find it better than the football incident one of these fake friends had. So sometime last school year, I had to go to the round where our high school football team played against our rival’s. I tried finding my fake friends, but the group had all but one person and said a bunch of shitty excuses to make sure I couldn’t just watch the game with them, except this tall retard with black, curly hair. He was sitting with a bunch of random 9th graders that I didn’t know, but I guess my brother did.
Instead of doing the same thing, he said he needed to take a quick piss-stop and left. I was left with the other retards and I didn’t do shit to them except watching the same in silence, and they kept telling my brother to get me to go because somehow doing nothing is annoying (plus I was slapped and kicked by them a bit, bullying straight out of a fucking Disney Channel show). The problem isn’t that he lied to abandon me, I was treated like shit by them, and/or that my mom embarrassed me by calling them out and yelling at them for 5 minutes. This is something that’ll cause even the strongest men to have shivers down their spines without a jumpscare: he took an extended piss! I swear we were in the game for about 15 more minutes and he never returned! Like retard, were you piss-constipated?! I’m crying and shaking right now because of this. 😭 Why the fuck’d you take an extended piss?!
I can’t escape it, this shit’s a part of me now. No matter where the fuck I go, NYC, Atlantis, Rio, the trauma from preps follows me. It’s become a part of me - attached like Ben 10’s watch. I can’t get rid of this shit, I just have to accept it. And in conclusion: FUCK MONEY!
Luxury (bragging), royalty (parents with a job), wealth (stealing daddy’s money). This is the lifestyle of the richest folks at school, a way of living that we peasants will never understand. I mean, I’m too busy watching Family Guy and South Park TikToks with Knife Slicer in the background to worry about it! This is what we call preps. For those who accidentally stumbled upon this instead of Cocomelon, preps are those dickhead kids that are overprivalleged, rich bitches!
Honestly, I was treated like shit to most rich kids, so I FUCKING HATE THEM!! Why are they even able to get on brand foods?! Only the rich can afford brands like Oreos and Honey Nut Cheerios, trust me. I got kicked out the store for paying my food with Monopoly money, so I pulled out my "Get Out of Jail" card.
I can’t afford the snobby, on brand items like McDonald’s. Don’t make one of those shitty celebrity net worth blogposts to make me rich, just trust me. Most of us are just broke as fuck, working 9-5 and dealing with annoying customers at retail or fast food until we die. And when you’re done, you can’t go buying expensive goods like Raisin Bran to create a hole in your wallet; you gotta save money!
That’s why I hate retards making fun of our lifestyle as if they never had Walmart’s spaghetti before. Sorry y’all spoiled asses get food from Gucci! When I was YOUR AGE, I was living in the trenches of Poohvile, down the hoods of Robloxia, where I was selling rocks, staying in a one room cardboard apartment at the Bermuda Triangle!
We can’t afford goods like that! When you are eating Lunchables, I am consuming "Krackables," and I got made fun of for being a whale because they are very addictive! You have the privilege of eating “normal” peanut butter? I have the displeasure of utilizing just "White Nutter Spreadables," and it’s very sticky in my mouth.
While you are enjoying Kraft’s cheese for burgers, I’m forced to be content with "Imitated Processed Cheese," with it being shipped all the way from Canada because it was cheaper. While you are eating M&Ms while watching movies, I am partaking in H&H, which stands for, “HIV & Hatred: It Gives You Both.” I can only get "Resey Peace: Just One," not even Reese’s Pieces! I have to split it with my 800 relatives. While your family is enjoying the delicacies of meat, I’m devouring "Pussy Deluxe," and yes, this one’s actually real. Oh my, I’m not complaining with the last one!But with all these setbacks that’ll make rich retards run away, I can live with them. Who cares about eating stuff like Lays? As long as I’m eating to survive, that’s all that really matters. Who cares about paying attention to the most recent popular medias? As long as I’m up to date with the latest trends, that’s all I care about. I know kids today are screaming, “WHAT ARE THOSE?!?!” to everyone’s shoes because I saw it in a recentish Vine. I’m very hip!
So if they mostly want it with me, why don’t I give it to them? Obviously, retaliating won’t make myself stuck in the shitty situations because they “enjoy” my reactions. Now, I want to start with a recent one of these examples, a fucking meatball-whale combination. Now, I won’t be delusional - I’m a fat fuck myself and can’t bench 2 pounds if my life depended on it. But compare it to this girl? I’m the skinniest retard alive! I only had one interaction with her, it wasn’t good. I let anyone say "retard," and simply say I give the pass when I’m giving you permission to state I gave you the pass if someone tries to cancel you, but it’s not deep and I wouldn’t care if you said I did anyways. This retard’s only interaction made her lose the pass, as in she can no longer say "retard" or I’ll cancel her, and it’ll take a good amount of building to be able to say it. I guess this retard ate too many Twinkies, so she drank my whole water bottle because she thought it was Coca Cola. I hope when she realized it was water and spat it out, it landed on her face, removing the spray tan she got with Trump!
To be honest, the main problem isn’t that she violated my bottle of water, lied that she would buy me one at lunch, and got me in debt as a result. The problem is that literal pieces of shit, straight out the toilet, look better than this retard, yet she has over 185 pound of makeup on! I tried a Twinkie once when I was 5 or under, and the taste was so bad I never had one again. I also have a big liking towards Big Macs (of course). This may seem like random sentences, but I’m saying that because I rate the pig’s appearance a Twinkie/Big Mac, or a shockingly low negative number out of ten. I’m curious, when did beluga whales start mating with blob fishes and how is it that their offspring can stay out of water so long and talk?
I got in a bit of hot water recently (I might make it as a post later, so I won’t get in too much detail). Let’s just say if it was her instead of earraping the whole cafeteria because I wanted some students to apologize to a girl so I don’t have the 0.01% chance of being jumped, I would accept my fate and make her sit on them as well. If I’m getting squished, the others that were involved in the slightest will too! Starting the day I post this, I want to start exercising so I can also say that I have a metabolism. Yeah, I’ll do 2 push-ups, can’t get up, and call it a year of amazing exercise. Obviously, the gains are going to be immense!
Plus she was part of the November 13th incident in 2022 where I got death wishes, yep I’m risking getting banned to use my death wish on her and go incel mode. Excuse me, fat fuck, I genuinely hope someone robs your house just to shoot you in your fucking head, you fucking hippo. You fat bitch! SOMEBODY SHOULD FUCKING STONE YOU, YOU FAT, FUCKING HIPPOPOTAMUS BITCH! You fat fucking pig ass! Maybe you should stop taking up 10 fucking seats in an airplane and cut your dick off to do our eyes a little favor!
There’s 3 other bitches that were part of the incident that I can’t really say much about because I didn’t experience much to know anything about them, but there’s one of those three that I can do now instead of waiting until later. She also faked a crush on me (almost, if not every rich girl did it for a period last school year) and I don’t know shit about her, other than her initials being named after air conditioners and that she’s also an ugly motherfucker. Thought the 800 pounder was bad? At least I don’t feel like projectile vomiting every time I accidentally look at her! Listen, my standards for looks are higher than Snoop Dogg (which is bad because I look like I make vape juice in a bathtub), so I can’t determine if someone actually is ugly because one more flaw than your typical celebrity and I think you’re ugly as fuck. But I feel like this retard genuinely is one of the ugliest people to ever exist and somehow worse than me, like I would still think that if I had very low standards for females. She also is flatter than a pancake, so I guess she can only shake them bones.
She looks like Shrek, she should be arrested for making everyone’s eyes need therapy. Here it is: another risk. FUCK YOU!!! YOU GOT AN INHALER ON YOU AT ALL TIMES, YOU PUSSY; YOU LOSER! YOU AND YOUR DIRTY ASS IS THE MOST DISGUSTING THING EVER RECORDED! RETARDED BITCH! I look at you and just want to cut my fucking eyes off, oh my God. You lost your r-word pass, you ugly bitch. YOU’RE FUCKING HIDEOUS! I just wish I can shoot you! No way the fuck I’m looking at’s really a human! Look at you sitting there, looking like a refugee that was deported for looking too bad. Fuck you! HOW THE FUCK DO YOU WAKE UP LIKE THAT AND ENJOY IT, PLEASE TELL ME!
Let’s continue by talking about someone else I already expressed my disdain about in 31 paragraphs. I’ll simply express my opinions on her in a calm manner again. MISS FAKE IS A RETARDED ASS BITCH, I STILL FUCKING HATE HER ASS! I celebrated the day she wished death on me like an actual holiday, and I deserve that shit because she found the post and probably read the full thing.
I mean, why would I regret making it? I’m a natural hater at heart and a petty ass retard. You do one minor thing to me and I’ll make it my life’s job to try and try to ruin your school reputation until I can. I mean, I was told I shouldn’t hate her because people change, but was given an example of someone that still hates the person so that means I actually have to still hate her. Besides, I don’t give a fuck who you are, I’ll be nice to you if you’re nice to me (whether we like each other or not).
Besides, it appears she’s very clearly enjoying this shit. Essentially we had assigned seats for lunch at one point because I guess we didn’t glaze the principal’s ass enough. I had to sit at the same table as her, so I did what any reasonable, respectable homosapien would do by ending up talking to my friend until I managed to find her and spend a bit talking very poor shit about her because she did the same thing last year. Because fuck having South Park and Eminem as special interests, I have her as a special haterest! Just to prevent her laughing, I said, “fuck *her name*,” in between every word and she instead would smile every time. That’s it? That’s her reaction? I WAS HOPING SHE WOULD FUCKING YELL AT ME AND ROAST ME!!! Well damn retard, is your kink having people talking horribly about you? If it is, I think you should shit your pants randomly in a period, say it out loud, dig in there, and eat some of it.
I mean, she did talk shit about me so maybe she’s just glad that I can shit talk (is that what she meant all the times she claimed I owed her)? That comment you made on 11/13/22, where you were talking about the new Black Panther movie and, when the talk changed to an actor who unfortunately passed away, you said you wished it was me instead and the other bitches agreed, was clearly a swell comment!
Listen, I dislike death wishes as much as the next guy. That’s some bad shit. Wishing death on others boo… don’t like it! Buuuuuuuut it gives me an excuse to hate her without being too petty. I can seriously do whatever the fuck I want to and my response to getting in trouble is mentioning that she got away with a death wish, therefore I’m solving it on my own terms. Besides, I have EVERY right to go incel mode on them and wish death on them and make it worse due to inflation. I’ll save her’s for a later time - I want to ruin a good post by randomly wishing death on her for no reason in the middle and then go back to what I was saying.Unfortunately, I can’t say you’re sorry for now. This is because you would joke around your friends and say a shitton that I owe you, never saying what I owed you. My retard, I always knew you were joking but you still ran your mouth. You laid your bed, now lie in it! I thought I’d absolutely destroy you by making diss tracks after the recording incident, mainly against you and The Recorder, but also sending shots at other people (other songs had me having fun, but randomly dissing you at points for no reason to call it a diss track). Yeah, most diss tracks are bad and I didn’t listen back to them to see if they were good because I was just pissed. The day of the death wish incident, I also made a song about killing you because I finally could. Yeah, I could still get that downbad and release the tracks for a little bit of temporary school fame. I don’t care how much of friends we come and if I eventually get an actual reputation, I’ll ruin the greatest friendship in history and my reputation again if it meant getting noticed for two seconds and laughed at for 18 minutes.
One thing to ask is why didn’t you nor the other bitches ever glaze me?! I know this may seem fucked up, but let me explain! Essentially you guys treat the other spectrum boy with the most patience I’ve ever seen and defend him for everything. I understand that he’s someone that benefits from the 6 year old treatment and I instead benefit from treatment from our age because I’m better at taking jokes and ignoring people, but a kid in homeroom mentioned you guys glazing him with the teachers. Oh, I get it, it’s because I’m instead Asperger’s and it’s pronounced like ass burgers because burgers grow out our ass, so you’re all burgerphobic to anuses! C’mon, all of you girls better go and suck my cock while commenting on how much of a smart, hot, funny, and overall amazing retard I am or some bad shit will be happening. I can accuse y’all of ableism due to burgerphobia being against a condition commonly used as ableism instead of a new term, which for people seen as accepting as you, will be a bad PR move. WHAT A BUNCH OF HATEFUL BASTARDS!!!
The closest I got was you randomly saying my name when I just wanted a piss in peace. I’m not your fucking potty pal! Like, retard, I didn’t even ignore you, that’s all you did. I mean, at least I did stuff and didn’t release it (plus I developed trust issues from everyone faking). The closest I got to it for other people was last year when that kid who ruined the r*zz word for me would, at times, come up to me— when I was walking to my bus at the end of the day— and ask why I didn’t, “act up,” (I’m not saying the r word, it got ruined) because Miss Fake has a huge ass. My retard, WHY WERE YOU LOOKING?! Like, retard, I’ll admit that it always made me think of Nicki Minaj and Kim Kardashian, bricking me up, but she blew her chance and it’ll take a long ass time that she didn’t try to bring it back. She’ll need an even faker ass and fake titties for me to act up (it was the same way when he asked, but it’s more severe now).
It’s almost as if you guys never read "The Bitch Who Cried Wolf." With all the red flags I have, how would I believe anyone had a crush on me? Oh my God, where to start?! I’m lazy as fuck, I’m antisocial, I hate people, I like masturbaiting at hot girl’s fap tributes all the time, all I think about is sex, I’m a degenerate, a soyboy, a pervert, and I’m such a perfectionist at my own work that I give up all my spare time to make sure my shit gets done at the cost of my own family because fuck them, that’s why. Why would anyone want to go to my house and deal with my brother? This retard only makes noises nobody heard before, goes on the game 24/7, screams and curses at his boys, and rages (just today he mentioned a friend cheating and using AI on a basketball game). Why would you want to walk in to someone’s house to hear, “SHIT DICK ASS MONSTER, SO FUCKING CLOSE!!!”
I don’t even have any hobbies. Like, uhh…. I very rarely play a few games, I rot my brain on the internet, and I watch retards like Penguinz0 and August the Duck commentate on things. Also before that one quote analysis on Kanye’s "Through the Wire," I literally thought he was just the guy who said a bunch of unhinged shit on Twitter and was shocked that many people were a fan of his comments unironically (based on all the hand raises), but he actually makes pretty damn good music at least.
Another thing is that I don’t remember why, but we had to be in lunch longer and we got to skip 5th period. As I mentioned in last post, she was her worst there, so I let out a little, “fuck yeah,” nothing too profane and she just looks at me as if I actually said something horrendous. So tell me I never said any curse words when there was a period where I was only known for being faked by you and being an edgy, extremely dark humoured kid who only said fuckity muck words. And "fuck" was the first word I ever learned back in 1st grade, when I happily flipped off a lunch lady!
The worst thing is that this shit’s continuing, but on other people. Outside of me seeing her faking another boy 3 times, it’s still going on with the rich boys. In English, not the shitty one where even the teacher would look at our direction and laugh at me many times, this retard was randomly asked if he preferred men or fake asses and they kept telling him to act up because they conveniently asked the 175 pounds of makeup girl and she thought he’d be an “ok option.” Yeah, they drew a picture of them holding hands and I smelled fakeness. I’m pretty sure he’s getting faked and the only reason I’m sympathetic is because I was faked. If you want someone who believes you, fake that Discord mod who goes on Reddit 25 hours a day, always smells like shit, and has the same name as one of those Richville boys.
Last year he was faked by a good few girls and the same thing happened where he was told to “act out,” by the friends and nobody understood that no means no. He didn’t consent, THAT’S RAPE! I thought of him as the same as me until he fucking randomly gets proud because someone in the group (who I’m actually fine with) did the heart thing and he did it back. So if you want to fake someone who believes you for a chance of rejecting them for the ruse, only do him. I mean, lucky him because I can’t draw a heart nor make one with my hands so I’d just have to flip off a bitch. Same scenario happened to me where I was pissed because I wanted to eat my lunch and a different bitch, the one who faked pretty bad in May until she realized I knew during the recording incident, was doing it.
Of course I’d be pissed; I’m a big boy, I need to eat! Her and Miss Fake laughed as if it’s the funniest thing in the world. Anyways, why don’t you just do the same thing you did for me and— when he asks you out— do the same thing you would’ve done to me. I have to take his word for granted, so hopefully he wasn’t joking. I don’t pay attention to the popularity charts, so her only interaction with non-rich kids could be us throwing tomatoes at her. "BOOOO, THIS RETARD’S ASS!" I mean, some of her own friends say that they hate her in front of me anytime they say anything about her and think I’m listening, even though I only know it’s her when they make the fake dislike comments over half the time, because they think I’m going to cream my pants thinking someone hates her.
I’m shocked that he’s still encouraging faking because I thought he has gotten into sigma degeneracy because he told me to get my money up before I get my funny up. I mean, that’s the same guy who, last year, ruined the TikTok r-word slang, “r*zz,” for me and he’s gotten from downbad simp to a sigma. I could see him trying to get a girl’s attention, knowing that he’s seemingly terminally online like me!
“Hey, excuse me mam, are you a PlayStation? Because I want to take you down to my station and play with you.” “Have you seen James Bond’s 'License To Kill?' Because I got a license to kill that pussy of yours!” “Do you know my favorite movie’s 'The Mummy?' Well, I want to put a baby in you and make you the mommy and me the daddy." Wee woo, wee woo! Watch out ladies, the r-word slang police is out and about; he almost wrote someone a ticket for being too good looking and you know it panned out not very well as usual.
Sorry for going off in too much of incel mode. Now, to prevent myself from being an incel again, let’s go from talking about girls with dicks to a guy with a pussy. This is a man who’s best known for saying, “hard r retard”, to say the least. Of course, I’m not making fun of an autistic person; I’m instead making fun of a retarded person, Mr. 10.
Now I remember a time where another spectrum kid got pissed because many of the group, particularly him, annoy him for laughs. He called Mr. 10 out and The Recorder went and screamed “oooh, roasted,” as if that one guy on the spectrum tried to fucking roast Mr. 10 (I’m not sure how the rest went out, but I can assume he went in the act). Oh my god, somebody said I was a jerk. The world’s going to end! Oh god! Even though I have probably thousands of videos of me saying, “hard r retard,” I’m going to cry over this “roast.”
Now, why am I calling him Mr. 10? So essentially, he got a 10 on an Algebra test. The school grading mark system we use, Skyward, has this way that you can see the highest, average, and lowest grades by clicking on gradebook, the mark you want (the quarter and class), and the specific assignment. I can confirm at least somebody got a 10 (he keeps claiming he hasn’t checked for like two months). Now another friend of mine joked that he’s only in smart classes because his parents pay for it as he’s in Richville, personally I don’t know if the joke is a true one or not.
Yo, is this guy fucking retarded? I’m not trying to be a dick abusing my pass, but I can’t really tell if it’s the product of a recurring joke or actually true. I know some people are going to say it’s obvious, but I honestly have no idea.
Another thing to point out is that he thinks he owns the word "buddy," and has gotten all pissed at me for calling someone that once when trying to say someone was wrong (similar to him). Well, I once whispered "shit" when I got an answer wrong in a class you weren’t even in! My retard, you say this shit every time unless you decide to use the bathroom before the Algebra teacher checks since you never do the homework! Motherfucker, you stole my catchphrase - and for that, I’m cancelling you to my Twitter account that had 7 followers before I deleted it in February because Elon was ruining it PLUS I’m suing you! Oooh, your ass is getting so sued, Mr. 10!
Now go back to the group and resume your Richville tourney! I'm not gonna praise some frat boy bastards with their retarded Prime, their “I spent $250 for something that looks and smells like shit,” and their sleek, logo-emblazoned hoodie puffing on vape pens while watching the new, popular Netflix original every night! Yes, we all know this is the 10th time in a year that you’re saying the streaming service is back! Oh, you know the plot by heart, do you? SO DOES EVERY-FUCKING-ONE ELSE! That is exactly the kind of dumbass you see buying Gucci at 1 in the morning! The guy who just failed getting two views on TikTok!
Now since that’s out the way, onto the experience. Honestly back in 6th grade, I once ran my mouth that someone was using steroids because they simply were able to bench a shitton of weight and he said the truth. That I couldn’t bench 5 lbs if my life depended on it (I’d say it’s more or less 2 lbs). Like three months after it, I couldn’t sleep for a night and end up tired to the point where I’m having my head softly laying on the lockers before our math teacher came in.
One of those retards that hasn’t changed thought I was sad for something and asked what was wrong, to which Mr. 10 thought his roast was so fucking strong and powerful that it stayed in my mind rent-free for that long and making me depressed and states that it’s because he said it. Like, retard, I roasted myself every time I looked at a mirror - so for me to get hurt by an appearance comment, you’d have to do more than that. I tried not laughing, especially because I completely forgot he said it until that point. So I did what I thought would deflate it and said I got made fun of recently and didn’t want to really talk about it until at home. Those dickheads asked why and I had to make it up on the spot that people said I had a micropenis, to which that was the early version of a certain joke as those two retards couldn’t shut the fuck up about it for nearly the rest of the school year.
They’d always walk to me and ask if I did have one, not even hiding the fact that they were laughing (especially the non-changed bitch) about it. I don’t have an issue with saying the same joke topic essentially, the problem is when multiple people say it all the time to you and no other topic to joke, without keeping the topic fresh by switching up the jokes, so I once got really pissed because all I was trying to do is fucking sharpen my pencil. The social studies teacher seen it and asked what was going on, so I acted like an innocent 5 year old, made my voice a little higher pitched, and mentioned what they were doing, asking what a micropenis is like a toddler.
Oooh, that’s the moment that they don’t like this shit one bit! Because he tells them to stay after class and that you shouldn’t say it at school. From what I heard, they got written up just days before our field trip to a theme park, so they couldn’t go (the best form of karma, wish it didn’t happen so karma could’ve instead come on everyone who treated me like shit last year, especially Ass). Their asses have constantly reminded me about it as if I forgot and always lie that they instead kindly asked if people still said it, but I have this weird memory where instead of remembering important things, I remember random things that happened in school (whether good or bad), just mostly not in much detail.
Personally, I find it better than the football incident one of these fake friends had. So sometime last school year, I had to go to the round where our high school football team played against our rival’s. I tried finding my fake friends, but the group had all but one person and said a bunch of shitty excuses to make sure I couldn’t just watch the game with them, except this tall retard with black, curly hair. He was sitting with a bunch of random 9th graders that I didn’t know, but I guess my brother did.
Instead of doing the same thing, he said he needed to take a quick piss-stop and left. I was left with the other retards and I didn’t do shit to them except watching the same in silence, and they kept telling my brother to get me to go because somehow doing nothing is annoying (plus I was slapped and kicked by them a bit, bullying straight out of a fucking Disney Channel show). The problem isn’t that he lied to abandon me, I was treated like shit by them, and/or that my mom embarrassed me by calling them out and yelling at them for 5 minutes. This is something that’ll cause even the strongest men to have shivers down their spines without a jumpscare: he took an extended piss! I swear we were in the game for about 15 more minutes and he never returned! Like retard, were you piss-constipated?! I’m crying and shaking right now because of this. 😭 Why the fuck’d you take an extended piss?!
I can’t escape it, this shit’s a part of me now. No matter where the fuck I go, NYC, Atlantis, Rio, the trauma from preps follows me. It’s become a part of me - attached like Ben 10’s watch. I can’t get rid of this shit, I just have to accept it. And in conclusion: FUCK MONEY!
