BLACKPILL STATUS MOGGED BY MY OWN GIRL ??

[Hollywood]

So I open the laptop like a proper high-IQ moneymaxxer.

Finance spreadsheet on screen and I am about to deliver the most devastating money mog of 2026.

I start pointing at the numbers like I’m presenting a quarterly earnings call

“Look how much I’ve got sat in savings.”
She nods.

Then I casually drop that I spent £300 on a top.

Not even flexing that hard, just setting the scene.
Fashion boy lore.

I follow it up with what I thought was a clean kill shot "I was a fashion boy before you were even a fashion girl".

She looks at me, dead in the eyes, and goes "Yeah but you're not a model though are you".
Proper laughs in my face.

I sat there with the spreadsheet still open like an idiot. Excel mogged by a sentence

£300 top instantly became a cope item.
The savings number that felt massive 30 seconds earlier suddenly looked like pocket money for someone who gets paid to stand still and look better than me.

I closed the laptop.

Career over.
Money mog attempt 0-1.

Someone tell me this is just a character-building arc

 

[Hollywood]

Serves you right for trying to flex on your own girlfriend you loser

 

[Hollywood]

@Mast @KronionTheGreat @Vrilltrum @Lowdimotrucel @BigBallsLarry

 

[Dejean]

Damn fell off

This couldve been avoided if you did the bar hopping livestream with me like i asked you to

 

[BigBallsLarry]

this reads like something chatgpt would generate bro ngl

 

[Vrilltrum]

this reads like something chatgpt would generate bro ngl

Grok pick up lines

So I open the laptop like a proper high-IQ moneymaxxer.

Finance spreadsheet on screen.
Savings tab looking fat.

Columns colour-coded. I am, in my head, about to deliver the most devastating money mog of 2026.

I start pointing at the numbers like I’m presenting a quarterly earnings call

“Look how much I’ve got sat in savings.”
She’s nodding. Fine. Going well.

Then I casually drop that I spent £300 on a top.

Not even flexing that hard, just setting the scene.
Fashion boy lore. Taste. Discipline.
The whole bit.

I follow it up with what I thought was a clean kill shot "I was a fashion boy before you were even a fashion girl".

Silence for half a second.

Then she looks at me, dead in the eyes, and goes "Yeah but you're not a model though are you".
And laughs. Proper laughs. In my face.

I sat there with the spreadsheet still open like an idiot. Excel mogged by a sentence

£300 top instantly became a cope item. Fashion boy era officially closed mid-sentence.
The savings number that felt massive 30 seconds earlier suddenly looked like pocket money for someone who gets paid to stand still and look better than you.

I closed the laptop.

Thread over.
Career over.
Fashion boy over.
Money mog attempt 0-1.

Someone tell me this is just a character-building arc

trust bro it builds character

 

[Hollywood]

this reads like something chatgpt would generate bro ngl

Yeah the story is mine but I had gpt format it

Now I just feel like a double loser

Sorry for disappointing you bigballs

 

[Hollywood]

Grok pick up lines

trust bro it builds character

fuck my life

 

[ramuscel.]

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