He is a desperate autist. He sides with libs who legit want him dead, because the rational side doesn't want women dead. Dude is such a spiteful sperger he would cut off his nose to spite his face.
When I bring this up, he starts beating his meat about Valerie Solanas.
He sides with libs who legit want him dead, because the rational side doesn't want women dead. Dude is such a spiteful sperger he would cut off his nose to spite his face.
I switched from being annoyed at his crazy to enjoying it. If this were a comedy act, it would be absolutely brilliant. You can't make up something like the "women's war". So why not consider it one?
When I bring this up, he starts beating his meat about Valerie Solanas.
He's desperately in love with her. I bet he has a shrine somewhere in his house.
If this were a comedy act, it would be absolutely brilliant.
A comedy act isn't 100% predictable. This would be like if Monty Python had exactly one joke, "the parrot has ceased to be!", and repeated it ad nauseam.
And as performance art, this is definitely not Andy Kaufman or Sam Hyde.
Imagine believing that the Democrats are on the anti-feminist side.
I remember when you were crowing that "the Democrats are turning on the womens" because they proposed this.
You're the master of making giant conclusions based on infinitesimal or non-existent evidence.
He is a desperate autist. He sides with libs who legit want him dead, because the rational side doesn't want women dead. Dude is such a spiteful sperger he would cut off his nose to spite his face.
When I bring this up, he starts beating his meat about Valerie Solanas.
I switched from being annoyed at his crazy to enjoying it. If this were a comedy act, it would be absolutely brilliant. You can't make up something like the "women's war". So why not consider it one?
He's desperately in love with her. I bet he has a shrine somewhere in his house.
A comedy act isn't 100% predictable. This would be like if Monty Python had exactly one joke, "the parrot has ceased to be!", and repeated it ad nauseam.
And as performance art, this is definitely not Andy Kaufman or Sam Hyde.