ＡＲＥ ＹＯＵ ＨＵＮＧＲＹ? ＷＨＹ ＮＯＴ ＢＵＹ ＳＯＭＥ ＰＲＩＮＧＬＥＳ. ＴＨＥＹ'ＲＥ ＥＸＱＵＩＳＩＴＥ ＣＵＩＳＩＮＥ. ＣＯＭＥ ＡＮＤ ＰＵＲＣＨＡＳＥ ＴＨＩＳ ＣＨＩＰ. ＣＯＭＥ ＢＵＹ ＴＨＥＳＥ ＣＲＩＳＰＳ. ＷＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＴＨＡＴ? ＹＯＵ'ＲＥ ＧＥＴＴＩＮＧ ＤＯＲＩＴＯ'Ｓ ＩＮＳＴＥＡＤ? ＲＥＡＬＬＹ ＮＯＷ. ＹＯＵ ＴＨＩＮＫ ＹＯＵ ＨＡＶＥ ＴＨＥ ＡＵＤＡＣＩＴＹ ＴＯ ＰＵＲＣＨＡＳＥ ＡＮＯＴＨＥＲ ＢＲＡＮＤ ＯＦ ＰＯＴＡＴＯ ＣＨＩＰＳ? ＹＯＵ ＷＩＬＬ ＲＥＧＲＥＴ ＴＨＡＴ ＰＵＲＣＨＡＳＥ.

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There he is. There he goes again
Look everyone he posted it once again. Isn't he just the funniest guy around. Oh my god.
I can almost see your pathetic overweight frame glowing in the dark lit by your computer screen which is the only source of light in your room giggling like a little girl as you once again copy paste your centipede and fill in the captcha.

Or maybe you don’t even fill in the captcha, maybe you’re such a disgusting NEET that you actually paid for a 4chan pass. I imagine you, little ♥♥♥♥, laughing so hard as you click it that you drop your Doritos onto the floor. But its ok, your mother will clean it up in the morning. Oh that’s right, did I fail to mention? You live with your mother! You’re a fat ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ ♥♥♥♥ up and she’s probably so sick of you already. So sick of having to do everything for you all ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ day, every day, for a grown man who spends all his time on 4chan posting about a centipede. Just imagine this, she had you and then she thought you were going to be a scientist or an astronaut or something grand and then you became a NEET. A pathetic centipede ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ NEET. She probably cries herself to sleep everyday thinking about how bad it is and how she wishes she could just disappear. She can’t even talk try to you because all you say is “WRONG WRONG WRONG ”.

You became a parody of your own self. And that’s all you are. A sad little man laughing in the dark by himself as he prepares to indulge in the same old dance that he’s done a million times now.
And that’s all you’ll ever be.

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