Son, I know you suffer from mental illness and that you're a 35 year old virgin that oscillates between being a faux-science genius, master political analyst with full honors from devry university, and a super woke hotep dude who averages 98 posts a day across 5 accounts, but never in your fukking like should you ever think that you're the type of dude that I would even breathe on if I came in contact with you. Don't ever address in any fashion involving more than 15 characters. If you can't communicate yourself with that amount of characters then too bad. You living picasso painting. I can just tell by how you post that your face resembles abstract art. You post like an ugly nikka.
I don't know why you consistently quote me because I have made it readily apparent over the past year that if you got hit in the head by a 2x4 tomorrow and I had the only blood type that could save you that I'd flip a coin and if it landed on heads like I picked then I'd say 2 out of 3, then 4 out of 7, then 5 out of 9 and so and so forth until my arm got tired. Only then would I show up, and then I would make sure you're charged for my medical bills on top of the crippling debt of bills you are about to drown under. I give so little fukks about you that I'd rather spend a full weekend chilling with
@malcolmxxx_45. So I really have no idea why you continue to engage me when all I see when you quote me is a sniveling fakkit that probably spends 85% of his day using that japanese virtual reality porn shyt because no one has come within an inch of you since your mother forced you to live in the basement like they did Harry Potter. Don't even in your life quote me again. There are three mods in HL, only two are available to you.