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This all happened in a GTA role-playing server.
I walked into tesco (Jewish owned) after school. I was only going to grab some OJ. I opted for orange and mango juice instead.
I then realised, I'm out of eggs!
I had consumed my last eight eggs the day before!
I had to get some more. This was risky.
I grabbed ten organic ones. I concealed both the items underneath my jacket.
It bulged. Fuck me it was obvious.
I trudged. Head low. All of the fucking workers looked dead at me.
'It's so fucking over' I thought.
But it seemed as if they couldn't care less. I walked out. Untouched.
I still had some exposure therapy to do, so I wanted more.
I walked to Aldi. Jewish yet again. I'm like an anti semitic Robin hood.
They sell these 500g steaks. Pretty small, especially compared to the juice and eggs. An easy heist.
I took some pics to record my inhibmaxxing progress . 'Muahaha' I thought to myself. 'Rhinoplastyordie one, autism nil.'
This is where it all went to shit. I should've quit while I was ahead.
I set my sights on M&S. The most Jewish shop of them all. Posh as fuck.
I wasn't even sure what I was going to get. This was one of the most retarded decisions I think I've ever made.
I swanned in. Grinning from ear to ear.
I took a jar of organic sauerkraut and some foie gras. In the pockets they went.
Employees looking away, I make for the exit.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
"Excuse me."
The man took the food from my pockets. He grabbed my trapezoid and dragged me to a room that said 'employees only' on the door.
He pointed to a metal framed chair in the corner of the room.
"Just sit down there for me pal."
I obliged.
"Yeah there we are mate. nice."
He looked like famous redpiller sex god Stirling cooper. But English obviously.
I was clenching my jaw giga hard and my balls were the size of baked potatoes.
He left the room, leaving the door open.
I saw my chance and I dipped. I left the room and dashed through the sliding doors.
Luckily I wasn't followed. I dashed to the train station and camped in the toilets until my train came. I was so wired.
I got home and I was still sweating like a pig.
The adrenaline was crazy.
I walked into tesco (Jewish owned) after school. I was only going to grab some OJ. I opted for orange and mango juice instead.
I then realised, I'm out of eggs!
I had consumed my last eight eggs the day before!
I had to get some more. This was risky.
I grabbed ten organic ones. I concealed both the items underneath my jacket.
It bulged. Fuck me it was obvious.
I trudged. Head low. All of the fucking workers looked dead at me.
'It's so fucking over' I thought.
But it seemed as if they couldn't care less. I walked out. Untouched.
I still had some exposure therapy to do, so I wanted more.
I walked to Aldi. Jewish yet again. I'm like an anti semitic Robin hood.
They sell these 500g steaks. Pretty small, especially compared to the juice and eggs. An easy heist.
I took some pics to record my inhibmaxxing progress . 'Muahaha' I thought to myself. 'Rhinoplastyordie one, autism nil.'
This is where it all went to shit. I should've quit while I was ahead.
I set my sights on M&S. The most Jewish shop of them all. Posh as fuck.
I wasn't even sure what I was going to get. This was one of the most retarded decisions I think I've ever made.
I swanned in. Grinning from ear to ear.
I took a jar of organic sauerkraut and some foie gras. In the pockets they went.
Employees looking away, I make for the exit.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
"Excuse me."
The man took the food from my pockets. He grabbed my trapezoid and dragged me to a room that said 'employees only' on the door.
He pointed to a metal framed chair in the corner of the room.
"Just sit down there for me pal."
I obliged.
"Yeah there we are mate. nice."
He looked like famous redpiller sex god Stirling cooper. But English obviously.
I was clenching my jaw giga hard and my balls were the size of baked potatoes.
He left the room, leaving the door open.
I saw my chance and I dipped. I left the room and dashed through the sliding doors.
Luckily I wasn't followed. I dashed to the train station and camped in the toilets until my train came. I was so wired.
I got home and I was still sweating like a pig.
The adrenaline was crazy.