Author Topic: open letter to facechild  (Read 21631 times)

I'm going to start a collection of old priceless clown figurines signed by the original cast of the famous leave it to beaver spinoff "Big ol' Bobby" starring a young Ron Howard look-alike. I will take these clowns and smash all of them up into a big ceramic pile. I'll take this pile of trash and tape it all together in a really big ball. It'll be a REALLY loving big ball. Like 13". I'll use this ball to throw at a passing car. This will enrage the driver and cause him/her to confront me. I'll use my legs to kick them in the face and steal the car. I will then promptly drive to the nearest store that still for some reasons rents movies. I'll rent the movie "Unexpected Gravy" starring that big tits woman with a butterface and make like 100 copies. I'll sneak into your house and replace every dvd you own with a pirated copy of said movie. I'll then go outside, cut your cable line, and start stapling portraits of Steve Buscemi all over your house (for good measure). You'll get bored without cable and try to watch your digital video disk copy of "space balls" (gay) but OH NO! It will be that stuff ass movie from the movie store.

you forget


Florb shall judge thee.

this thread is metal as forget


I'll sew your richard to my face
I'll sew your face to my richard~



I'll sew your richard to my face


There he is. There he goes again. Look, everyone! He posted it once again! Isn’t he just the funniest guy around?! Oh my God.

I can almost see your pathetic overweight frame glowing in the dark, lit by your computer screen which is the only source of light in your room, giggling like a like girl as you once again type your little Penny thread up and fill in the packages. Or maybe you don’t even fill in the packages. Maybe you’re such a disgusting NEET that you actually paid for a package of pennies, so you just choose to send them to the user. Oh, and we all know the user's account. The “epic” Facechild guy, isn’t it? I imagine you little stuff laughing so hard as you click it that you drop your Doritos on the floor, but it’s ok, your Facechild will clean it up in the morning. Oh, that’s right. Did I fail to mention? You live with your Facechild. You are a fat loving forgetup, he’s probably so sick of you already. So sick of having to do everything for you all goddamn day, every day, for a grown man who spends all his time on Forum posting about loving pennies.

Just imagine this. He had you, and then he thought you were gonna be a scientist or an astronaut or something grand, and then you became a NEET. A pathetic Pennycigarette NEET. He probably cries herself to sleep everyday thinking about how bad it is and how he wishes he could just disappear. He can’t even try to talk with you because all you say is “PENNIES PENNIES PENNIES PENNIES PENNIES.” You’ve become a parody of your own self. And that’s all you are. A sad little man laughing in the dark by himself as he prepares to indulge in the same old dance that he’s done a million times now. And that’s all you’ll ever be.

this is my most favourite thread ever i am at a loss for words because words are too simple to describe how amazing this is

i feel like nitro circus appeals more to a professional stunt audience rather than just a pure stunt audience. i watched CKY2K when i was 14 and there's nothing pro about that aside from the skating, but there's a charm to people just doing dumb things, but nitro circus is much more professional and honestly far more dangerous. that being said, i honestly would rather watch jackass than nitro circus, cus it's much more charming. i'm just tired of people equating the two as if they're the same show. RIP ryan dunn.


LISTEN UP BONES

I will breed snails in my bathtub for 5 years and then when they are all big and slimy i will put them in zip-lock baggies and throw them out the loving window. then i will spend all of my money on apples and let them just loving rot. Next i will go out to the country and start a farm, get it nice and successful and burn it to the loving ground because forget you that's why. NEXT I will audition for America's got talent but get rejected because i live in Canada but that's alright because i loving hate reality TV. My next step is to invest in Gary Coleman postage stamps. Using an insider's trading tip i will make BILLIONS. I will then spend everything i have made on model train sets and then throw the trains off of a goddamn overpass, i will inevitably start a car crash because i have dumped literally millions of model trains and Model Train paraphernalia onto the freeway below. Ultimately i will be sent to prison for a few years because manslaughter. While in prison i will start a cigarette ring and make literally tens of dollars, when i get out of prison i should be about 50 or so years old, I will then spend the next 25 years making a living carving soap sculptures, and then selling the shavings to soap factories for a minimal profit. the soap sculptures I will keep because I'm getting old and they're almost as god as friends now. by the time i am about 75 i will retire. after which i will look back on my life and reflect on the things I've done, and then punch bones in the loving richard.


I'll sew your richard to my face

my richard to your face...child?