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Cool, I love fireworks. You are so stupid you have no idea how PTSD works or how it's triggered.

Just a fat slob raging at a website dedicated to making fun of you. You're addicted. Now answer back, loser. HAVE ANOTHER HIT, JUNKIE! πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚
Lol you have ptsd because you got tricked into putting yourself in terrifying situations for the benefit of billionaire oil executives. You gave yourself mental illness for no benefit at all and you're now insane. You're literally dumber than cattle and nobody respects you.
 
Lol you have ptsd because you got tricked into putting yourself in terrifying situations for the benefit of billionaire oil executives. You gave yourself mental illness for no benefit at all and you're now insane. You're literally dumber than cattle and nobody respects you.

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And I didn't get tricked into going into the desert for billionaires, I knew that it was the only way that I could legally mow people down with an M16. I am a sociopath, and I understand that about myself. I knew it from a very young age.

I knew the first time that I put a bullet in someone's stomach and instead of finishing him off I let him lie there in the dirt, shrieking in agonizing pain and praying to a false god that I knew wouldn't save him that the best thing I ever could have done was join the army.

It was that stench, Ashley. It's remarkable. It smells like sticking your face in a bag of dirty pennies. That's what it smells like when a father, a son, someone's brother, a human being that was raised and loved by his mother is lying in the dirt bleeding out and screaming underneath you and all you can do is stare with a smile on your face because you know that you did this to him.

I was never happier than my time in the desert when I gave people an agonizing death before I sent them to hell. I miss it and I wish I could do it here, but I had to put my sociopathy behind me when I got my discharge.
 
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And I didn't get tricked into going into the desert for billionaires, I knew that it was the only way that I could legally mow people down with an M16. I am a sociopath, and I understand that about myself. I knew it from a very young age.

I knew the first time that I put a bullet in someone's stomach and instead of finishing him off I let him lie there in the dirt, shrieking in agonizing pain and praying to a false god that I knew wouldn't save him that the best thing I ever could have done was join the army.

It was that stench, Ashley. It's remarkable. It smells like sticking your face in a bag of dirty pennies. That's what it smells like when a father, a son, someone's brother, a human being that was raised and loved by his mother is lying in the dirt bleeding out and screaming underneath you and all you can do is stare with a smile on your face because you know that you did this to him.

I was never happier than my time in the desert when I gave people an agonizing death before I sent them to hell. I miss it and I wish I could do it here, but I had to put my sociopathy behind me when I got my discharge.
What? Got no cash on me bud, sorry.
 
What? Got no cash on me bud, sorry.

I wonder if I did to you what I did to them if you would scream out for a fake God or scream out for Mommy. That's a game we used to play in the desert.

Some of them scream for their mothers, others scream for some fake God to intervene. I'm guessing since your parents gave you up because they didn't love you you would scream for some fake God.
 
I wonder if I did to you what I did to them if you would scream out for a fake God or scream out for Mommy. That's a game we used to play in the desert.

Some of them scream for their mothers, others scream for some fake God to intervene. I'm guessing since your parents gave you up because they didn't love you you would scream for some fake God.
It's a nice day and I'm going out with my husband. Sorry nobody loves you but it's entirely your fault and nobody will miss you when you're gone, which you know deeply and intuitively.
 
White supremacy is an emotional crutch for hugely stupid pathetic losers which is how I know your life is worse than the most evil insult I could come up with.

2 of my kids are Ashkenazi jews and my wife is Chinese, so I'm a pretty bad white supremacist.

Also, you still have no husband, fatty. πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚
 
Also I thought you were pretending to go out with your fake husband why are you still sitting here typing at me? 🀣
 
2 of my kids are Ashkenazi jews and my wife is Chinese, so I'm a pretty bad white supremacist.

Also, you still have no husband, fatty. πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚
Nobody believes it as evidenced by other people half heartedly making fun of this larp. You're a violent mentally ill loser with a drinking problem, likely drug problem and a porn addiction and you're not stable enough to maintain a long term relationship and definitely not stable enough to raise mentally healthy kids.
 
The funniest and dumbest thing about white nationalists like jack is how much they love attacking white women. I thought it was your job to convince me and everyone else Blacks are the enemy? Great PR for the race, stupid!
 
Nobody believes it as evidenced by other people half heartedly making fun of this larp. You're a violent mentally ill loser with a drinking problem, likely drug problem and a porn addiction and you're not stable enough to maintain a long term relationship and definitely not stable enough to raise mentally healthy kids.

Ashley 45 minutes ago you said you were going out with your fake husband. I don't think I'm the one who's making up a LARP.

The funniest and dumbest thing about white nationalists like jack is how much they love attacking white women. I thought it was your job to convince me and everyone else Blacks are the enemy? Great PR for the race, stupid!

So I went from being a white nationalist who has two Jewish kids and a Chinese wife, and now I'm a white nationalist because I attack white women? Moving the goal posts I see.

I don't attack you because you're white Ashley. I attack you because you're a sad fat lonely pig who can only get a dopamine hit by fighting with people who hate her on the internet.

50 minutes. I thought you said it was a nice day out. Why haven't you gone out with your fake husband yet? πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚
 
Ashley 45 minutes ago you said you were going out with your fake husband. I don't think I'm the one who's making up a LARP.



So I went from being a white nationalist who has two Jewish kids and a Chinese wife, and now I'm a white nationalist because I attack white women? Moving the goal posts I see.

I don't attack you because you're white Ashley. I attack you because you're a sad fat lonely pig who can only get a dopamine hit by fighting with people who hate her on the internet.

50 minutes. I thought you said it was a nice day out. Why haven't you gone out with your fake husband yet? πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚
Shiloh hendrix is a child abusing crackwhore and I speak for all white people when I say we're ashamed both of you claim to be part of our race.
 
Shiloh hendrix is a child abusing crackwhore and I speak for all white people when I say we're ashamed both of you claim to be part of our race.

That's fine and dandy but it still doesn't account for the fact that you said you were "going out with your husband" an hour and a half ago, yet you're still sitting here picking fights with strangers on the internet for a dopamine hit. πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚
 
That's fine and dandy but it still doesn't account for the fact that you said you were "going out with your husband" an hour and a half ago, yet you're still sitting here picking fights with strangers on the internet for a dopamine hit. πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚
Your case worker and everyone else who has the displeasure of knowing you:

 
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