Yeah, I'm looking at it. I'm still not seeing how any of this makes you any less of a piece of shit?
Hym "Describe my life without ommitting the part about people watching me. How'd you know what or who I was talking about (just there) if you weren't? And stop drawing parallels between me and the retard. Until you SCHEDULE... Several women... To work an 8 hour shift... AT MY HOUSE... Feed me pills... And ride my cock to completion... IT. IS. NOT. THE. SAME.
What do you mean, 'Look at your own life?' And FINGERPRINTS are CIRCUMSTANTIAL EVIDENCE FUCK-FACE! That's evidence! That's what I base my beliefs on too! We're belief buddies! Go ahead. Describe my life without ommitting anything. How I undermined all of your effort in life by claiming that there is a cooperative element to success and that the REASON that MY LIFE is the way it is directly relates to the fact that NO ONE IS HELPING ME. And now we KNOW (as a matter of absolute certainty) that if Todd fucking Phillips decided to help me... I WOULD HAVE MORE THAN 200 MILLION DOLLARS, I say, to the people who THOUGHT they were better than me. Hey, WHAT CHANGED WITH A.I.? Why is it passing the Turing test now when it WASN'T DOING THAT BEFORE? What's the difference between now and then? Rather, WHO was the guy who came up with the idea that cause it to start doing that? Is it a bad lesson to teach you kids that not only is daddy NOT better than everyone... But there was once a man who was SO MUCH BETTER that he surpassed EVERY MAN, WOMAN, AND CHILD ON THE PLANET! WITH MINIMAL EFFORT!? Does that bother you? That YOUR EGO is the only thing standing between me and the byproducts of my own mind? All your effort for NOTHING! NOTHING! Not a GODDAMN thing! All your lives... Rendered meaningless... By MY abject, singular, and inherent superiority. BEHOLD! MY LIFE! God's chilling wind sent to shear to their bones all of the liars in Hell."
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10 CHAIN BUSSIN' LOOK LIKE RAINBOWS
When a divorced rough middle aged man catches you looking at his ass whilst he holds an item of choice
Guy: Wow look at his ass
Divorced man: Don't be looking at my ass (item of choice is a cold coffee)
Don’t ask where or how the good luck has come your way even if it’s in the form of a discord message.
Kid, don’t look a gift horse in the discord message. You’ll lose out on the gift, the horse, and the discord message in the end.
Don’t ask where or how the good luck has come your way even if it’s in the form of a discord message.
Kid, don’t look a gift horse in the discord message. You’ll lose out on the gift, the horse, and the message in the end.
But no promises if I am hanging out with a flat-chested "plan Jane", and a buxom "cutie with a booty" happens by.
In the classic 1976 "wet 'n' juicy" movie "Corps brûlants", the young Eric temporarily abandons his bosomy teenage-brunette girlfriend Corrine for an older blonde hottie, but then soon realizes that his similar-aged cutie-chick lover is much better suited to him, after all. Why he ever suffered even this brief "hiccup" in his affections for the delicately-freckled Corinne has always been a mystery to me, though, since even a "looks don't matter to me" defense wouldn't wash here... his gentle-natured sweetie-pie had softer and more-attractive facial-features --- and noticeably bigger/firmer boobs --- than the somewhat-shallow-personalitied older lady whom he'd shown interest in, and so I cannot understand what he'd seen in that boring flaxen-haired dame, anyway.
Look Up Snow On Wikipedia is a phrase used when someone brings up the wiki page for a topic in an argument.
"Goku lost his tail to Yamcha."
"Actually, he lost his tail to Piccolo, i'm looking at it right now."
"Look up snow on wikipedia dude."