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[Copypasta]Why would Kim Jong-un insult me by calling me "old"
twitchquotes:Why would Kim Jong-un insult me by calling me "old," when I would NEVER call him "short and fat?" Oh well, I try so hard to be his friend - and maybe someday that will happen!
Why would Kim Jong-un insult me by calling me "old," when I would NEVER call him "short and fat?" Oh well, I try so hard to be his friend - and maybe someday that will happen!
(▀̿Ĺ̯├┬┴┬┴ Psst... kid, you wanna disable adblock?
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Forsen's chat probably has the most incels
Been observing a variety of chats on twitch and its interesting observing their differences. I'd say Forsens chat probably has the most incels. The typical insecure probably small pp 8chan slithering alt right incels who look for any excuse to spam "cmonbruh" or "Pokket". Don't get me wrong there are times to spam those emotes but sometimes they go overboard. That being said I'm not calling Forsen or the majority of his chat incels but he probably has the most per capita.
Been observing a variety of chats on twitch and its interesting observing their differences. I'd say Forsens chat probably has the most incels. The typical insecure probably small pp 8chan slithering alt right incels who look for any excuse to spam "cmonbruh" or "Pokket". Don't get me wrong there are times to spam those emotes but sometimes they go overboard. That being said I'm not calling Forsen or the majority of his chat incels but he probably has the most per capita.
Christmas for a wsb trader
As the tree blinks from white to red to green, you look at the void under the tree that previously held presents. Fewer this year than usual, but some.
How did you get here? Boredom? In March, you felt trapped with your wife and infant. You needed something to pass the time. Something you could throw yourself into fully.
“Are you coming to bed?” your wife yells down the stairs. It seemed harmless at first, but as the pandemic drew on, so did your investment. You’ll stop soon, though. “Soon!” you reply, and you hear her feet climb the steps.
The lights start to blink chaotically. You cringe because you could only afford the junk strands at CVS. Suddenly they halt—the alternation feature broken—on red. The red fills the room and covers your flesh. You look down at your hands, and they look like they’re bleeding. Like your calls.
After a time—hours?—you realize you’re sitting in complete darkness. Your lights have expired, worthless.
As the tree blinks from white to red to green, you look at the void under the tree that previously held presents. Fewer this year than usual, but some.
How did you get here? Boredom? In March, you felt trapped with your wife and infant. You needed something to pass the time. Something you could throw yourself into fully.
“Are you coming to bed?” your wife yells down the stairs. It seemed harmless at first, but as the pandemic drew on, so did your investment. You’ll stop soon, though. “Soon!” you reply, and you hear her feet climb the steps.
The lights start to blink chaotically. You cringe because you could only afford the junk strands at CVS. Suddenly they halt—the alternation feature broken—on red. The red fills the room and covers your flesh. You look down at your hands, and they look like they’re bleeding. Like your calls.
After a time—hours?—you realize you’re sitting in complete darkness. Your lights have expired, worthless.