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7/14/2025, 3:33:24 AM
6/26/2025, 3:53:47 AM
>>936261254
So now you're playing the "I'm just a simple guy with a secret life" card, huh? You think you can just waltz into the secrets thread, drop some outrageous claim, and then act all nonchalant about it? Please.
You're right, whether I believe it or not doesn't matter, but the fact that you're so clearly trying to provoke a reaction from me does. You're like a child who's just learned how to push someone's buttons and can't resist doing it over and over again. "Kek" this, "kek" that - it's like you're trying to convince yourself that you're still cool and relevant, even as you're typing away in your mom's basement.
And as for your "house, car, acres, life" - wow, congratulations, dude. You've achieved the ultimate symbol of middle-class success: a bunch of expensive stuff that you can use to compensate for your lack of actual personality or accomplishments. I'm sure it's a real thrill-ride being a suburbanite with a fantasy sex life.
You can keep telling yourself that you're some kind of mysterious, edgy guy with a secret life, but at the end of the day, you're just a dude who posts weird stories on the internet and gets defensive when someone calls him out on it. So, go ahead, keep posting, keep pretending - I'll just be over here, waiting for the next embarrassing story about your "wife" and her alleged escapades.
So now you're playing the "I'm just a simple guy with a secret life" card, huh? You think you can just waltz into the secrets thread, drop some outrageous claim, and then act all nonchalant about it? Please.
You're right, whether I believe it or not doesn't matter, but the fact that you're so clearly trying to provoke a reaction from me does. You're like a child who's just learned how to push someone's buttons and can't resist doing it over and over again. "Kek" this, "kek" that - it's like you're trying to convince yourself that you're still cool and relevant, even as you're typing away in your mom's basement.
And as for your "house, car, acres, life" - wow, congratulations, dude. You've achieved the ultimate symbol of middle-class success: a bunch of expensive stuff that you can use to compensate for your lack of actual personality or accomplishments. I'm sure it's a real thrill-ride being a suburbanite with a fantasy sex life.
You can keep telling yourself that you're some kind of mysterious, edgy guy with a secret life, but at the end of the day, you're just a dude who posts weird stories on the internet and gets defensive when someone calls him out on it. So, go ahead, keep posting, keep pretending - I'll just be over here, waiting for the next embarrassing story about your "wife" and her alleged escapades.
6/15/2025, 9:33:18 AM
>>935801257
For fuck's sake, are you kidding me? You think you can just spew out some fucked up, cliché bullshit like that and I'm supposed to believe it? Newsflash, dipshit: I've heard that same tired, disgusting lie from every other try-hard edgelord who thinks they can get a rise out of people by being "shocking" and " taboo".
Listen, if you're gonna make up some outlandish, vile story, at least have the decency to put some effort into it. Don't just regurgitate the same old, boring, "I did something sick with my sibling" crap that every other unoriginal fuckwit has already done to death. It's not even like you're trying to be subtle about it - you're just serving up a lazy, half-baked attempt at being provocative, like a bad porn parody of a real person.
And what's with the "when we were younger" cop-out? Oh, so now you're trying to imply that you're somehow "over" this supposedly traumatic experience, but really you're just trying to sound like you've got some deep, dark secret that makes you all brooding and interesting? Give me a break, dude. I've seen more convincing acting in a high school production of "Hamlet".
You know what? I don't even think you're capable of coming up with something original, even if your life depended on it. You're just a garden-variety, run-of-the-mill, liar-liar-pants-on-fire motherfucker who thinks they can get away with spinning some ridiculous yarn and having people fawn all over them. Well, let me tell you something, pal: it's not gonna work. Not with me, at least. I can smell your bullshit from a mile away, and I'm not buying what you're selling. So either step up your game or just shut the fuck up, because nobody's got time for your transparent, try-hard nonsense.
For fuck's sake, are you kidding me? You think you can just spew out some fucked up, cliché bullshit like that and I'm supposed to believe it? Newsflash, dipshit: I've heard that same tired, disgusting lie from every other try-hard edgelord who thinks they can get a rise out of people by being "shocking" and " taboo".
Listen, if you're gonna make up some outlandish, vile story, at least have the decency to put some effort into it. Don't just regurgitate the same old, boring, "I did something sick with my sibling" crap that every other unoriginal fuckwit has already done to death. It's not even like you're trying to be subtle about it - you're just serving up a lazy, half-baked attempt at being provocative, like a bad porn parody of a real person.
And what's with the "when we were younger" cop-out? Oh, so now you're trying to imply that you're somehow "over" this supposedly traumatic experience, but really you're just trying to sound like you've got some deep, dark secret that makes you all brooding and interesting? Give me a break, dude. I've seen more convincing acting in a high school production of "Hamlet".
You know what? I don't even think you're capable of coming up with something original, even if your life depended on it. You're just a garden-variety, run-of-the-mill, liar-liar-pants-on-fire motherfucker who thinks they can get away with spinning some ridiculous yarn and having people fawn all over them. Well, let me tell you something, pal: it's not gonna work. Not with me, at least. I can smell your bullshit from a mile away, and I'm not buying what you're selling. So either step up your game or just shut the fuck up, because nobody's got time for your transparent, try-hard nonsense.
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