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I’m cancelling my tier 3 sub

    I'm cancelling my tier 3 sub. 3 years , AnnieFuchsia . 3 years i donated to you, moderated your chat and kept the scum at bay. 3 years of asking you how your day is, defending your honour in chat and even on twitter. 3 years... wasted.
    
    I hope you read this, AnnieFuchsia. I'm throwing away my copy of just dance i bought just to play with you in online coop. What use do i have for this? For one, i have no one to play it with (THANKS A LOT) and secondly, i don't feel like dancing right now, ever.
    
    You danced right out of my life... and my heart.
    
    I've just followed Jinnytty, so long, AnnieFuchsia. Hope it was worth it. 

    You promise my son free Robux

      An Indian dad made an ironic video demanding Youtuber @KreekCraft give his son his promised Robux and it became a meme.

      (in thick heavy indian accent) ok, talk. this video, is coming to you, from India. From India, Mumbayii. this is a message and I'll talk properly now, this is the message to keek? kreek. kreekcraft. k-r-e-e-k? and? craft, c-r-a-f-t craft. youve promised my son that you are going to give him free robux and because of your free robux promise he stayed up till 2'o'clock night and he watched all your livestreaming! for for how many hours, for one hour he was theres tuck and he expected you to give free robux. what advertisement you were doing. you did not give him free robux! see, look at the cheated face. you made his face like look like cheated one and you promised him free robux. why? why did you lie, you lie because of your youtube ahhh, likes and subscribe. look how troubled my youngwer daighter is. whjat did you do you promise free robux they expected to buy something for robux and now their teir their fan of robux and they want me to buy the robux you have to pay for it. she is saying that it is better to play runescape then to play all these, roblox game that you ah propagate. why have you lied to them. what about the free robux. what is your id? his ID is DR doctor, ali, allie, leaf, i dont know why he added that leaf in his ID but he has his ID and he watched you, watched you for one hour you did not even give him a single robux. but it is not that that i cannot buy robox, ill buy him tons of robox. but he expected that exchange to come from you. he is your fan i dont know why but he is and he was watching your video for one hour and what did you do? now look what is happening my daughter is that we better play runescape instead of uh watching your videos and playing games... (ahh what game?) roblox, jailbreak - you were in jailbreak, fortnite, you were in fortnight, you were i nfortnight and you were streaming live. am i correct? and you promised robox and you didnt give him any robuux, when you cant give, why do you promise? dont promise now, because of you, children alll over india is, jino asking their parents for robox. oh he did not give now yo uhave to give eh what is this what is robox. why are you troubling in the whole parents of india, throughout india. I am angry with you. I am going to put a dislike in your channel, i will subscribe your channel and put a dislike. Unsubscirbe and put it dislike. why did you do this, you promise robux. you look at this innocent face, now it is looking like a cheated face because of you and look at her, she is also troubled because of you. KREEKCRAFT, i warn you, yo uhave to give him one robox, robux. at least to fulfill your promise on robux. how many dollars it is, i will give you that dollar separately, but now you give him, otherwise they are going to play runescape. okay i am very angry with you. ok this is not the way actually I speak, I speak very fluent english I am very fluent in English but ah just to sound indian so that you know that we are from india, come here come here show your face. we are from India and we are angry with you. Mr Kreekcraft that yo udid not fulfill your promise so you have to fulfill your promise you promise even if you don't fulfill your promise he will still continue watching you. he is such a fool, you have captured my kids, and she is not her, this kid. it is wrong. you have to want to say anything? he is he is tongue-tied he doesnt want to say anything. and she is saying that she will not be watching your videos anymore and she'll be plalying runescape from henceforth so you apolgoize is our channels name is dr. Ali leaf, I dont know why he added that leaf there his name is name in here too in rroblox in roblox, it is Doctor, d-r. A-l-i l-e-f. so come over him and talk to him and give him a robox, one robox, how much it is 1 dollar 2 dollar i will give it to you separately but give him first. okay. dont make me angry and dont make the kids angry and dont fool them, the parents will be angry with you okay. okay.. thank you. by the way you have a good channel ah. i also like watching you ah ah, but she is going to runescape, you can lose your hope oh thank you bye bye bye bye bye bye. 

      My Three Weed Smoking Girlfriends

        Originates from the infamous 2015 Tumblr thread known as “My Three Weed Smoking Girlfriends”. In late 2015, a Tumblr user thejorie uploaded a stock photo of three women dressed in cannabis-themed apparel sharing a blunt, captioned “My three girlfriends. And yes, they smoke weed.” Other users quickly began trolling him for his cringe post, prompting thejorie to lean into an over-the-top threats which resulted in this long copypasta rant.

        Come again? The bar falls silent. No one dares to make a sound, as you have just said a very poor choice of words at a very dangerous time. I remain slumped over the bar, not looking back to you. One hand limply holding an almost empty bottle, the other hand cradling my head. I repeat the question, this time louder. Come again?! You can hear me slur the words, the sentence sounds like a real struggle for me to get out. I’m clearly intoxicated. A bead of sweat rolls down your face as you realize you might have just fucked up in a very major way. Everyone else in the bar is pretending to not notice what is going on. The bartender idly washes a mug with a cloth. His eyes are closed and he’s muttering something to himself. A handful of people hurriedly leave. One person looks back at you, a look of sorrow on their face. They almost say something, but shake their head and cast their eyes down to the floor, and leave. But not you. You stand, petrified. A quick look at me reveals I’m still at the bar. You look to the exit, there’s still time. But there’s not, there’s not, there’s not. Your fate was sealed the moment you opened your mouth. Mother fuck.. what did you say?! I slowly rise from my stool and being to lumber over to you. I look a mess. My hair is unkempt, I haven’t shaved in what looks like months, there are dark heavy bags under my eyes, my shirt is stained and has holes in it, and I’m missing a shoe. But the main thing you notice is the gun tucked into my jeans, and my massive muscle arms that look like they were made for punching. You know that song about the boots that were made for walking? Yeah, it’s like that only instead of boots it’s my muscles and instead of walking it’s punching. As I drunkenly sway over to you, you think of your family… Will they mourn you, or will they try and forget this blotch of stupidity, that their child insulted the Jory publicly, ever happened to their family? Your thoughts are cut short as I now stand face to face with you. I grab your face and pull you even closer. Playin?! There was nothing playing… no playing you fuck. No playing… it was real.. the realest thing I’ve ever know.. felt… Love. I loved them… Blaiz…. Chas-Chas… Funk… I loved all three of em… but they…*My face is wet with tears and I’m blinking constantly in vain to hold them back.* They left me… left… Almost instantly the sadness leaves my face and is replaced with pure anger. Playin? Playin?! My hand leaves your face and starts to head to what you think is the gun. You close your eyes and see God looking at you, shrugging. ‘Pft, you brought this upon yourself dude.’ He says as he waves his hands at you dismissively. But instead of the gun, my hands grab yours. Your eyes jolt open and the anger is gone from my face. There is only sadness. Left me… * I fall to the floor and sob.*
        Wow, grow up. You say before you leave the bar but are hit almost immediately from a car and are killed upon impact.

        Trump bio

          Individual is an 80yo White cisgender male, uses he/him pronouns, chronic venous insufficiency, high cholesterol, indications of coronary heart disease. Enjoys decorating. Feculent odor noted.
          
          Sedentary lifestyle and poor dietary habits high in ultra-processed foods. BMI of 40. Physical traits point to metabolic syndrome.
          
          Stooping posture, confabulation, and hypersensitivity suggest late stage dementia. Habitual nocturnal activity indicates a Circadian Rhythm Sleep-Wake Disorder with severe insomnia. Displays frequent exhaustion from sundown syndrome that limits participation in daytime events. Exhibits grandiose delusions when interviewed. Also noted is right leg weakness, facial droop, other motor deficits of unknown etiology. 
          
          Displays aggressive verbal behavior, swearing, inappropriate sex talk, and overreaction to minor setbacks or criticism. Has a sexual offense conviction. Danger to others. High suspicion of body dysmorphic disorder with tanorexia and excessive grooming. History of finasteride use for hair loss and ivermectin cream for rosacea.
          
          Requires 24/7 monitoring by caregivers. Not sexually active. Malodorous pubic region with micropenis concealed by mild panniculus. 

          I Larp Mathematics

            Every single day I sit at my desk, I don't do math. I make TikTok edits on mathematics, where I show off my math knowledge by editing an extremely niche math equation and posting Ramanujan glaze videos. I was recently messaged on TikTok by a fellow larper, and it opened up my eyes. I would wake up at 11:47 a.m and look at the 17 mathematics books arranged on my chair. The books weren’t for reading. They were decorations. I owned Principles of Mathematical Analysis, which meant I understood analysis. I owned an abstract algebra textbook, which meant I understood calculus or something. I once placed a bookmark approximately forty pages into my topology book, and I took a photo of it and put it as my profile picture. Sometimes I would move the bookmark forward without reading anything, just to simulate intellectual progress. But that was nothing; after reading the fellow larpers message I realised the truth about larping isn't bookmarks or edits. His profile picture was a photograph of Gödel, Escher, Bach or something with glowing red eyes. His username was “quantum devil” and had several numbers that I assumed represented either his birth year or the digits of a mathematical constant.
            
            "Bro do you actually do math?"
            
            Crap... I stuttered over my text...
            
            "W- What do you mean d- do?"
            
            I was sweating.
            
            "Like, do you do math equations and study it? Also, why are you stuttering over text?"
            
            I thought I was cooked, and then I realised. I'm a larper!
            
            "Define "do""
            
            I said.
            
            I cooked him.
            
            "I larp too bro."
            
            What? Did he see through my rouse? No way... I have to end this now.
            
            "Larp what? Mathematics?"
            
            If I say mathematics, I'll sound smarter.
            
            "..."
            
            He didn't reply.
            
            I'm sitting here and contemplating this right now. Should I admit I'm a larper? I kind of want a friend. 

            I’m sick of XOguri. I try to play Doto. My XOguri runs faster.

              I can't take it anymore. I'm sick of XOguri. I try to play Doto. My XOguri runs faster. I try to play Yukino. My XOguri runs faster. I try to play Copano Rickey. My XOguri runs faster. I want to play Grass Wonder. Her best team has XOguri. I want to play Tachyon, Eishin Flash - they both want XOguri. She grabs me by the throat. I parent farm for her. I endlessly run Grand Live for her. I give her Fine Motion MLB. She isn't satisfied. I pull Super Creek MLB. "I don't need this much stamina" She tells me. "Give me more sp and wit." She grabs Ny Opera and forces her to provide her unique skill as inherit. "You just need to parent farm more. I can be even more consistent with Teio Wit MLB." I can't pull for Teio Wit MLB, I don't have enough carats after Tachyon banner. She grabs my credit card. It declines. "Guess this is the end." She grabs Nishino Flower. She says "Nishino, get them." There is no hint of sadness in his eyes. Nothing but pure, consistent acceleration with speed carryover and recovery. What a cruel world.