[yellow shrugs, smiling]
What’s wrong with russian roulette?
I played it once and didn’t die
[yellow is now smiling harder, in a creepy way, gun in hand]
That must mean it’s safe
[yellow shrugs, smiling]
What’s wrong with russian roulette?
I played it once and didn’t die
[yellow is now smiling harder, in a creepy way, gun in hand]
That must mean it’s safe
Remember yesterday when I said this would a trauma to you and a joke I’ll forget the minute after putting down my phone?
You’re now repeating “dance bitch” because I made you cry over it yesterday and now you can’t get it out of your head.
See “dance to my tune” makes sense for me, because I keep predicting your behaviour, like you can see throughout the thread and our DM’s. The DM’s where you reply with childish shit like this :D
3 paragraphs 23 today. dance bitch.
You’re like an over-eager girlfriend, always several messages when I open my phone.
Seems like I really hit a sore spot yesterday with “you’re dancing to my tune.” :D You gonna cry?
Remember when I used the metaphor for being in an elevator with one other person, that person letting out a massive fart, then saying “it wasn’t me”? Because that’s what you’re doing. Everyone can see the screenshots, buddy.
ANOTHER 3. 42, I repeat 42 paragraphs today. And you say you aren’t dancin and yous ay I’m the moron.
Yes, because you are. “Mooooom he’s using forums to write stuff!”
Just like I’ve told you; I don’t lie. I don’t feel the need to because you’re practically not even a real person, not on the internet, and definitely not to me.
What you are is bad jokes you can’t even think through.
" Hey guys I can’t read three paragraphs and then be expected to also reply to them. Everyone knows the coolest thing you can be is willfully ignorant and avoid reading at all costs!"
And you don’t realise you’re digging a hole for yourself. And you won’t, not for days, because you’re so hoppen up on the anger. But man, the regret you’re gonna feel in a week when you think back on this thread. You’re gonna cringe so hard it might give you actual cancer.
But for now, you’re just doing exactly what I predicted; can’t let go, obsessed w/me, reply like an obsessed person, because you think you can recooperate if you just get “the last word” but getting it would actually mean you need to say something. And since you can’t even read 3 paragraphs… you’re not going to :D
I really hit a sore nerve with that yesterday, thanks for proving it today. Not to me, I ofc knew it. But you’ve already proved it to the wider audience and your comments have been up long enough to be saved by archives. Gj dumbo!
Now fetch the ball and have three more replies in my inbox when I open my phone next time, where the only thing you can do is… count paragraphs…? Hahahaha. Anyway here I’ve tossed the ball, now fetch!
7 new paragraphs ha ha ha. 57 today. Hell woth your breaks your a false smug 100 paragraphs an hour.
And you can’t address anything I say or anything you’ve said. All you can do is point a finger and go “he is more literate than me, come on guys, laugh”.
They do laugh. At you. :D
That’s why you’ve had to take a secondary account on Lemmy to manipulate votes. How fucking pathetic does your life have to be that you can’t let a simple thing like this go, even though you’ve very clearly lost ages ago and just dig your shit hole deeper with every comment. Just like I said you would. Yesterday.
Because I’ve met literally hundreds of kids like you pulling the exact same tantrum.
Now go, girl, go, fetch me 4 new comments with running tallys on how many paragraphs I write. Because you’re so sad cognitively you can’t say anything but your ridiculously oversized ego won’t let you leave because I’m mocking you.
Which is exactly what I want. You to dig yourself so deep you’ll end up deleting your account for the cringe.
“Mammy he LIKES WRITING, THAT’S UNFAIR! ;<<<<”
Fetch girl fetch
5 paragraphs. 62. Why do you think you’re the good person. And whybare you wasting your breaks?
No no, I’m taking a break from watching TNG. Not from working, lol.
Time enjoyed, is not time wasted. You see, that’s why I always win these, because I actually like writing. Youre just here because your ego compels you because you can’t “let go” against someone who insulted you so.
Well you can’t insult me no matter what. Nothing you say affects me negatively. I won’t assert it doesn’t affect me, because it gives me laughs and a reason to write, which I enjoy.
And which you clearly don’t, tallying how many paragraphs you have to read (but clearly dont).
Guess you’re a manual labourer, eh? (Because you couldn’t handle office work, it might includes several pages of reading per day. UuUUuUuuUuuU, can you imagine that? pages full of text. There’s even these things where they stack pages together to form something called “a book”. You’ve probably never opened one, eh?
Oh and again, nicely fetched, good girl!