Rookie has to Google
We don't care! Shut up and log off fakkit!Basically, im honestly beginning to just disconnect with both the internet and people/the world offline in general because of the huge level of bullshyt that seems to plague both. Cant go on the web without seeing bullshyt and you have people in real life on bullshyt too. No wonder why the suicide rate is high because the bullshyt is fukking so many peoples heads up. OP has a history of posting weirdo shyt too thinking its cute.
How much tubi cost a month?Sound like the plot to a movie on Tubi
How much tubi cost a month?
Wish it cost something so i could only put .50 cents on the bill...It's free. Don't even need to sign up or anything.
What that obese Indian woman look like tho?
DAYUMN. HAVE MERCY BREH BREHBoth of you should be arrested. Your brother for being psychopath. And you for creating this fake thread also a psychopath.
Get fired for googling "How to merk ur boss and dispose of the head and legs"
Me: nikka...
brother: FUK NIKKA I GOOGLED HOW TO GET RID OF THE HEAD AND THE ARMS NOT THE LEGS, THEY LYING
Me:
bro: MAYNE, WHAT WE GONE DO?
Me: what u mean, what WE gone do?
bro: look bruh, just help me real quick, i need to ask my boss why he fired me but i gotta do it face to face, i aint gone be right till i hear it from his mouth ..Just drive me to the office so i can ask him then u aint neva gone see me again breh breh
Me: Aight, lets go
bro: (we pull up to the front of the office) nikka pull around to the back
Me: the back? for what?
(brother in law pulls out a billy club and clubs my hand while its on the steering wheel)- nikka I SAID PULL AROUND TO DA BACK GOOF ASS NIKKA.
Me: OWEEEEE (holding my hands)...OWWWWEE MAN
Brother: QUIT CRYING HOE I AINT EVEN HIT U DAT HARD...back in by them dock doors and put DIS SHYT IN PARK..
Me: Yes sir
(Brother hops out the car when his ex boss comes out the back door, im lookin thru the rear view mirror and see them arguing. Next thing i see is the boss put his finger in my brothers face and thats when it went left. Bro pulls out his billy club and clubs his boss behind his head as he's walking back to the door)
Bro: (Holding boss's limp body) nikka POP DA TRUNK
Me: (bro can see me in the rear view mirror like )
Bro: (carries the limp body to my door window) NUCCA I SAID POP DA TRUNK WE GOTTA GO FUK NUCCA
Me: OK HURRY UP (pops trunk)
(brother puts the body in the trunk and then gets in the car)
Bro: u betta not tell my mama what i did. u know she got a bad heart
Me: nikka, ITS A BODY IN MY TRUNK TELL ME WHERE TO GO SO I CAN DROP YALL OFF.
Bro: just take me to lil tyquan's crib..I appreciate all yo help bruh, yous a real nikka boi
ME: fukk U YOU DEMON YOU RUINED MY LIFE I JUST WANT YOU GONE FOREVER HAAAALLP
Bro: u want the billy club again?
Me: No sir.
(We start hearing a knocking sound from the back seat, next thing we know the back seat falls down and its his ex-boss climbing through like a zombie wit a fractured skull)
boss: (stretching his arms through the opening in the back seat, he starts screaming and grabs onto my brothers back like)bro: (brother and his boss are now in the backseat wrestling while im trying to drive)(I'm on a backroad doing 75 while they tussling in the backseat)Me: aye bro, im bout to pull over...you good? (i look in the backseat and his boss is now vomiting in my brothers mouth while he got him pinned down to the backseat) yall nasty.Brother: WHY U AINT DOIN NUTHIN Me: ( nikka I KNOW U CHEATED ON MY SISTER LAST YEAR WITH THAT OBESE INDIAN WOMAN NEXT DOOR...AND BECAUSE OF THAT..DIE nikka DIE (i undo my seat belt and jump out of the car at 80 mph, the car hits a pole about half a mile down the road, my brother in law flew to the front of the car, i can see his ass in the air from the back window )
i TOLD NO LIES"life is like a hurricane......here in, -berg"
We need visuals, fukk nikka