AAA cucks love to pretend, in their mind they need to fend, the mockery of such jockery, of what videogames used to be.But nothing more than indoctrination, the so called faction, of that nation, controled by the semites, which are nothing but mites upon gamers.AAA cucks have forgotten, what it meant to gotten all the coins and jumps and shoots, which they offshoot into a lame imitation of the creation of 1980 masters.What a fool they must be, to consume media, that is nothing but an encyclopedia of horrors beyond our comprehension.Filled with greed, nothing but a deed to be burned in fire.
1/10I wouldn’t recommend it to any of my friendsI’d hate my family to think I associate with such amateursyet I know you think this is really good, making this whole situation more hopelessif you’re at all poised to listen, heed my advice, my son: read more, and more.
>>25504209That is cris, one of 4chan's most prolific lolcows. He's colombian and schizophrenic
If only John Gielgud was still alive.
>>25504418why the fuck do you waste your time profiling mentally ill people in an anonymous imageboard?do you not have anything better to do?
>>25504418>most prolific lolcowsOnly "lolcows" are left here. If you don't stand out it just means you're somehow even worse than some third worlder that lives in an actual mud hut. If you percieve yourself as the other it's near certain you're 100x worse.
>>25504429as if there were better uses of time within anonymous imageboards. get over yourself you over-it faggot. i bet you were emo in the noughts
>>25504478I bet you weigh like 700lbs and spend 20 hours a day here making unfunny, uninformative posts with zero value to anyone.
>>25504125get a robot to rate your slam poetry
>>25504125brown prose
Check this prose.The thought of a rampaging Tyrannosaurus tearing through the John Brown Polytechnic High School gymnasium did not seem so fanciful to Johnny Workingman as he swept his gaze across the mangled corpses and broken, straggling survivors strewn about the wreckage that scarred the town of Laurenceville like children in a house party who had taken up their host's multitudinous toys to play with and ruin at their pleasure, tyrannical and godlike, only to drop them where they stood or sat or ran the instant an adult voice called out across the house, "ICE CREAM!" whereupon the stampeding jovenes trampled the fallen toys underfoot along the shortest path to lauded frozen dairy. Much like the aformentioned puerile bacchanal, the imaginary T Rex had chewed and spit out every bite-sized thing in sight, in this gruesome case, the scantily-clad ladies of the "John Brown Polytechnic High School Annual Bikini Carwash 4 Charity" now in it's 10th year, a gleeful celebration-cum-massacre thanks the figurative T Rex, the guiltless F5 tornado which tore wood, stone and limb from even the formest foundation; but Johnny had always known that the real Tyrannosaurus that terrorized this dino-haunted world he lived in was Transnational Capitalism.The tornado had cut an unsightly gash across Laurenceville, reminding Johnny of the class divide that cut across all of Laurenceville and indeed all of America and the world over--the divide between those who owned capital and those who had to work for a living. Scarlet silhouettes of once-shapely behinds and bikini-topless breasts reminded Johnny at once of the market economy's denuding alienation which severed every individual, man and hot woman, into their constituent parts for assesment of their respective market values (in some cases their value on the sexual market), both as individual piecemeal items and as packaged deal. Turgid nipples and phalli formed dark and deathly final peaks--the many scattered bodies' final dissent against the finality of the grave--which marked the final resting places of the diceased for there would be no one to find and bury these bodies. The liability insurance alone ensured that not a single cleanup crew nor sole volunteer could afford to risk it. Johnny knew the penalties for a wrongful burial, a single misspelled name on an improvised tombstone would bankrupt him. No, he would let nature take its course on the dead and dying. Johnny determined that he would carry on living to avenge the dead against their true killer.
rate my prose.nigger
>>25504945A tour de force. A defiance of convention as brave as it is brief. Bravo. I say again: bravo!
>>25504125what is it with chuds and cuckoldry? genuinely like 90% of their fantasies, fears, insults, insecurities, etc. involve it. infinite fantasies of cucking, getting cucked, youre a cuck, hes a cuck, cuck cuck cuck cuck
>>25504125Are you consciously trying to imitate Anglo-Saxon poetry in prose-ish form? If not, you should check it out, Tolkien wrote a guide for it.
