the BULL
Looks mafia associate (accept the mog)
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-wakes up to 20 tinder alerts from stacies to his maherfish , after 10 minutes since the start of the day he's already contemplating suicide
- looks around him, there's no girlfriend and his friend abandoned him After finding out he has a 20 gbs folder with half naked males
- despite believing in genetic predetermism, the .org chad follows every mantra of the gym culture : he counts his macros and micros and Is found in his gym like a grandma at the sunday's holy Mass. Only eggs for breakfast
- opens Instagram. The .org chad Is severely disconnected from reality since he spent Years dwelling on obscure internet corners and thinks the Rich, ripped, tall and good looking males that appear on his feed are competing for the same girls as him
- at this point the .org chad's cortisol levels are already comparable to soldiers during the Vietnam war. The chad needs to go back to his .org realm to make some incel suicidal, and thinks about a suggestive topic: "rugby millionaire chad wants to fuck all the hundreds of thousands of prime girls in a 100 km radius", smirks and presses post thread button. 50 reacts to OP, stickied and 3 pages: the chad finds his calm again.
- .org chad needs a lot of Money to sustain his lifestyle: in the stoic attempt to be recognized as one of the big guys, he's Always in some top notch restaurant or driving rented sports car; he doesn't work for a Company, because he's not an abused dog, sadly, After failing to realize his business paid as much as a 9-5, he's now broke.
- After this realization, he's ready to answer back to his maherfish tinder messages: those girls needs to pay for the fact that they desired this genetically superior man Who swiped right on them, it's not Fair. He gets 10 nudes to masturbate to and makes 5 stacies take an Uber to go in the middle of nowhere. His cortisol levels are almost back to healthy zone now
- satisfied by a long day of superior intellectual thoughts, he's ready for One final thread: "British lads shit in your mouth. It's over for you shy incel". At this point already 5 .org incels are in the Ward: his duty Is fulfilled, the .org chad sheds one last tear which tastes both of joy and desperation, and goes for a quiet sleep.
- looks around him, there's no girlfriend and his friend abandoned him After finding out he has a 20 gbs folder with half naked males
- despite believing in genetic predetermism, the .org chad follows every mantra of the gym culture : he counts his macros and micros and Is found in his gym like a grandma at the sunday's holy Mass. Only eggs for breakfast
- opens Instagram. The .org chad Is severely disconnected from reality since he spent Years dwelling on obscure internet corners and thinks the Rich, ripped, tall and good looking males that appear on his feed are competing for the same girls as him
- at this point the .org chad's cortisol levels are already comparable to soldiers during the Vietnam war. The chad needs to go back to his .org realm to make some incel suicidal, and thinks about a suggestive topic: "rugby millionaire chad wants to fuck all the hundreds of thousands of prime girls in a 100 km radius", smirks and presses post thread button. 50 reacts to OP, stickied and 3 pages: the chad finds his calm again.
- .org chad needs a lot of Money to sustain his lifestyle: in the stoic attempt to be recognized as one of the big guys, he's Always in some top notch restaurant or driving rented sports car; he doesn't work for a Company, because he's not an abused dog, sadly, After failing to realize his business paid as much as a 9-5, he's now broke.
- After this realization, he's ready to answer back to his maherfish tinder messages: those girls needs to pay for the fact that they desired this genetically superior man Who swiped right on them, it's not Fair. He gets 10 nudes to masturbate to and makes 5 stacies take an Uber to go in the middle of nowhere. His cortisol levels are almost back to healthy zone now
- satisfied by a long day of superior intellectual thoughts, he's ready for One final thread: "British lads shit in your mouth. It's over for you shy incel". At this point already 5 .org incels are in the Ward: his duty Is fulfilled, the .org chad sheds one last tear which tastes both of joy and desperation, and goes for a quiet sleep.
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