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.