Why does everyone get so offended on newschoolers

x.murphySounds like personal problems and insecurities

Oh, Xavier, you silly, silly boy.

x.murphyI’m 19 and I bought a 2018 wrx sti no family help?? I have 1992 Mazda Miata project car?

Fuckin douchebag

GreezyBastardFuckin douchebag

The poor guy is soon going to learn how financing and insurance work.

NOBODY GOT BEEF WIT SOSA
💯🆓💨

Young_IPMCThe poor guy is soon going to learn how financing and insurance work.

I wonder what his credit score will look like in 6 months

Young_IPMCThe poor guy is soon going to learn how financing and insurance work.

I already know how it works?? Sorry my life’s together??

x.murphyI already know how it works?? Sorry my life’s together??

To be fair, I guess it’s pretty doable if:

- You live at home and don’t pay/ pay little on rent or food
- You don’t pay for medical or auto insurance
- You have no concept of savings or investment
-Your parents are your safety net
- You have no plans for higher education
- You’re so horribly insufferable nobody wants to hang out or go out with you

But yeah, enjoy throwing all your money at a depreciating car. Wouldn’t shoving a sock in your underwear be cheaper?

Young_IPMCTo be fair, I guess it’s pretty doable if:

- You live at home and don’t pay/ pay little on rent or food
- You don’t pay for medical or auto insurance
- You have no concept of savings or investment
-Your parents are your safety net
- You have no plans for higher education
- You’re so horribly insufferable nobody wants to hang out or go out with you

But yeah, enjoy throwing all your money at a depreciating car. Wouldn’t shoving a sock in your underwear be cheaper?

Sorry you know me????

Damn, you know what?

You caught me. You flat-out caught me. It's time to come clean.

Let me tell you a little bit about how I go through my day, which is also how literally every other moderator goes through theirs.

I wake up in my dingy, unwashed bed (which is covered with suspicious stains), then immediately scream for my mother to come downstairs and tell me that I’m a special boy. Once I feel sufficiently better than everyone else, I log in to NS, where I go through all of the top-secret communiques that I receive from whichever political party you personally dislike. Having accepted my marching orders, I motivate myself by going to town on my own backside with an anime-style figurine; a doll which looks vaguely like the world leader you most abhor. Then it’s time to get to work.

Pushing a narrative which irritates you – yes, specifically you – is obviously my first priority… but if a totalitarian regime which controls another country, religious group, or corporation has sent me enough money, I take whatever steps I can to promote or censor anything that’s even tangentially related to what they’ve highlighted for me. If the entity in question also happens to have a very small minority stake in NS (or if one of the site’s executives has rumored ties to their organization), then I make sure to publicly fellate them whilst simultaneously denying their influence. The more sucking that I do, the more cash I receive!

Mind you, I don’t actually spend any of that loot, because moving out of my parents’ basement would mean that I wouldn’t get that crack-of-noon ego-stroking anymore. No, rather than using those ill-gotten gains to improve my lot in life, I sculpt them into life-size (and anatomically correct) sculptures – using copious amounts of my own neck-sweat as glue – of the various public figures whose actions or perspectives anger you.

Anyway, once I’ve made certain that my corrupt overlords are pleased, I start looking for ways that I can ruin individual users’ days. Randomly removing posts (and then pretending that they were in violation of some invisible rules) is the only way that I can become aroused, after all, and I need to stand at my full, massive two inches if I’m going to be able to reach myself past all of my stomach fat. Having come to attention, I put on my self-pleasure hat – which is a trilby, of course – and start banning people who disagree with my opinions.

Those opinions having been carefully structured to go against yours, of course.

It’s time for a break by that point, so I spend an hour or three lecturing my waifu body-pillow about a given social trend that makes people (again, specifically you) upset. She’ll usually offer some kind of counterargument, which means that I need to throw an impotent tantrum. Whenever that happens, my only solace comes by way of somehow abusing my awesome Internet powers, typically while gorging myself on junk food, soda, and heaping handfuls of straight-up lard. Don’t ask me how that abuse actually manifests, though, because I’ll silence all of the remarkably insightful questions that you send my way. The thing is, I’ve never heard any of them before... and since my hidden masters haven’t told me how to respond, my only option is to screech at my computer monitor as I wildly flail around.

Those eight seconds of exertion tend to bring me pretty close to unconsciousness, so I have to completely ignore the communities that I govern for a while, thereby allowing a multitude of posts and comments to go through unchecked. Fortunately, they’re only ever submissions which you (once more, specifically you) find distasteful, so it still counts as a victory. At the same time, though, if you try to submit anything – especially if it’s entirely adherent to those invisible rules that I mentioned earlier – I’ll wheeze my way back into a semi-upright position for just long enough to mete out another completely unwarranted ban.

Finally, once all of that is done, I kill myself, frequently by dying in a fire. Getting the suggestion to do so dozens (or even hundreds) of times a day just proves to be too much for my utterly unfathomable intellect to handle, so I eventually succumb to the sweet embrace of death.

hotAFNo U

Unmitigated pwnage up in here

x.murphySorry you know me????

u n d e r w e a r s o c k

Lmao op is the ideal personality type for a wrx

Tl/dr but a thumb up for commitment

TRVP_ANGELDamn, you know what?

You caught me. You flat-out caught me. It's time to come clean.

Let me tell you a little bit about how I go through my day, which is also how literally every other moderator goes through theirs.

I wake up in my dingy, unwashed bed (which is covered with suspicious stains), then immediately scream for my mother to come downstairs and tell me that I’m a special boy. Once I feel sufficiently better than everyone else, I log in to NS, where I go through all of the top-secret communiques that I receive from whichever political party you personally dislike. Having accepted my marching orders, I motivate myself by going to town on my own backside with an anime-style figurine; a doll which looks vaguely like the world leader you most abhor. Then it’s time to get to work.

Pushing a narrative which irritates you – yes, specifically you – is obviously my first priority… but if a totalitarian regime which controls another country, religious group, or corporation has sent me enough money, I take whatever steps I can to promote or censor anything that’s even tangentially related to what they’ve highlighted for me. If the entity in question also happens to have a very small minority stake in NS (or if one of the site’s executives has rumored ties to their organization), then I make sure to publicly fellate them whilst simultaneously denying their influence. The more sucking that I do, the more cash I receive!

Mind you, I don’t actually spend any of that loot, because moving out of my parents’ basement would mean that I wouldn’t get that crack-of-noon ego-stroking anymore. No, rather than using those ill-gotten gains to improve my lot in life, I sculpt them into life-size (and anatomically correct) sculptures – using copious amounts of my own neck-sweat as glue – of the various public figures whose actions or perspectives anger you.

Anyway, once I’ve made certain that my corrupt overlords are pleased, I start looking for ways that I can ruin individual users’ days. Randomly removing posts (and then pretending that they were in violation of some invisible rules) is the only way that I can become aroused, after all, and I need to stand at my full, massive two inches if I’m going to be able to reach myself past all of my stomach fat. Having come to attention, I put on my self-pleasure hat – which is a trilby, of course – and start banning people who disagree with my opinions.

Those opinions having been carefully structured to go against yours, of course.

It’s time for a break by that point, so I spend an hour or three lecturing my waifu body-pillow about a given social trend that makes people (again, specifically you) upset. She’ll usually offer some kind of counterargument, which means that I need to throw an impotent tantrum. Whenever that happens, my only solace comes by way of somehow abusing my awesome Internet powers, typically while gorging myself on junk food, soda, and heaping handfuls of straight-up lard. Don’t ask me how that abuse actually manifests, though, because I’ll silence all of the remarkably insightful questions that you send my way. The thing is, I’ve never heard any of them before... and since my hidden masters haven’t told me how to respond, my only option is to screech at my computer monitor as I wildly flail around.

Those eight seconds of exertion tend to bring me pretty close to unconsciousness, so I have to completely ignore the communities that I govern for a while, thereby allowing a multitude of posts and comments to go through unchecked. Fortunately, they’re only ever submissions which you (once more, specifically you) find distasteful, so it still counts as a victory. At the same time, though, if you try to submit anything – especially if it’s entirely adherent to those invisible rules that I mentioned earlier – I’ll wheeze my way back into a semi-upright position for just long enough to mete out another completely unwarranted ban.

Finally, once all of that is done, I kill myself, frequently by dying in a fire. Getting the suggestion to do so dozens (or even hundreds) of times a day just proves to be too much for my utterly unfathomable intellect to handle, so I eventually succumb to the sweet embrace of death.

GreezyBastardFuckin douchebag

Get a life.

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*waves goodbye*

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How do you know my financial well being? Like please enlighten me on how you know, because you clearly know me better than I know myself. But I’m not going to preach my life on the internet for some jealous ass people

JAHpow*waves goodbye*

*jealousy has entered the chat*

x.murphyHow do you know my financial well being? Like please enlighten me on how you know, because you clearly know me better than I know myself. But I’m not going to preach my life on the internet for some jealous ass people

I don’t know you’re financial well being. But unless you’re a prodigy or a successful business owner at the age of 19. You’re not paying for a 30,000$ car working a minimum wage job. Then account the cost of insurance these companies charge asshat kids like you that drive their turbo 4 cylinder around like they’re Travis Pastrana climbing Pikes Peak



Also no one in this thread is jealous, you’re the one that felt the need to be pretentious and flaunt your cars when someone called you poor over the internet. Cmon now @x.murphy

**This post was edited on Nov 25th 2019 at 1:06:34am

GreezyBastardI don’t know you’re financial well being. But unless you’re a prodigy or a successful business owner at the age of 19. You’re not paying for a 30,000$ car working a minimum wage job. Then account the cost of insurance these companies charge asshat kids like you that drive their turbo 4 cylinder around like they’re Travis Pastrana climbing Pikes Peak

Well that’s not your business now is it?
Because clearly hating on Internet forums hasn’t gotten you much other than, SmALl bRaiN CeLLss.

x.murphyWell that’s not your business now is it?
Because clearly hating on Internet forums hasn’t gotten you much other than, SmALl bRaiN CeLLss.

I guess I’ll stop “hating” when you stop being a pussy

GreezyBastardI guess I’ll stop “hating” when you stop being a pussy

Okay hick boy. Come to the city

GreezyBastardI guess I’ll stop “hating” when you stop being a pussy

I think you’re a little too self-conscious about your self. You might want to see a therapist

x.murphyOkay hick boy. Come to the city

LOL what

GreezyBastardLOL what

lOoLl WhaTt??¿

x.murphylOoLl WhaTt??¿

“Okay hick boy, come to the city” might just be the worst comeback anyone has ever said to me

at this point I’m only responding cause you keep sounding dumber

GreezyBastard“Okay hick boy, come to the city” might just be the worst comeback anyone has ever said to me

at this point I’m only responding cause you keep sounding dumber

Nice one. That was original because I LoVE sounding dumb.

x.murphyNice one. That was original because I LoVE sounding dumb.

Something we all can agree on

OP in here getting offended because people don’t like him even after he spammed what kind of car he has.

GreezyBastardSomething we all can agree on

But clearly I’m not dumb because I’m making more money than you and can afford these things in life.

x.murphyBut clearly I’m not dumb because I’m making more money than you and can afford these things in life.

Oh god here we go again with the flaunting money

Young_IPMCOP in here getting offended because people don’t like him even after he spammed what kind of car he has.

I honestly couldn’t care if a stranger on the internet liked me or not, even if I wanted too

GreezyBastardOh god here we go again with the flaunting money

Again cry about it. I can donate a straw to suck it up, but your gonna have to build the bridge to get over it. I already told you this

Young_IPMCOP in here getting offended because people don’t like him even after he spammed what kind of car he has.

Lol right, he made a thread asking why people on the site get offended yet he’s the only one I can see here that’s pretty upset but some words on a computer screen

x.murphyI honestly couldn’t care if a stranger on the internet liked me or not, even if I wanted too

Well, here you are, yelling at clouds. It’s 1:30AM on the east coast. Why don’t you calm down and sleep on it?

Oh by the way, you should really cut the “tough guy” persona. It sounds more like a cry for help from you.

**This post was edited on Nov 25th 2019 at 1:37:42am

x.murphyAgain cry about it. I can donate a straw to suck it up, but your gonna have to build the bridge to get over it. I already told you this

GreezyBastardLol right, he made a thread asking why people on the site get offended yet he’s the only one I can see here that’s pretty upset but some words on a computer screen

I mean your salty about me owning a wrx and that’s why you commented

Young_IPMCWell, here you are, yelling at clouds. It’s 1:30AM on the east coast. Why don’t you calm down and sleep on it?

I am calm? I’m laughing at your stupidity

x.murphyI am calm? I’m laughing at your stupidity

Take a deep breath

x.murphyI mean your salty about me owning a wrx and that’s why you commented

I don’t give a shit about your wrx dude, I commented because you felt the need to rub in someone’s face not once in this thread but multiple times. And also created a “car guys” thread where you immediately state you have a wrx. Congratulations you vape and drive a Subaru

Young_IPMCTake a deep breath

how do you breath I’m a fish I have gills

Having an expensive vehicle is really nothing to Brag about, it just depreciates in value every year unless it's a late 60's muscle car of course

GreezyBastardI don’t give a shit about your wrx dude, I commented because you felt the need to rub in someone’s face not once in this thread but multiple times. And also created a “car guys” thread where you immediately state you have a wrx. Congratulations you vape and drive a Subaru

For the third time. Cry about it, I’ll donate a straw so you can suck it up. But you’re gonna have to build a a bridge to get over it. Nice stereotype roast. BOOM ROAST friggen idiot head

x.murphyhow do you breath I’m a fish I have gills

Go to bed bro, you have a long day of work ahead of you tomorrow to make that car payment. Is mommy making you blueberry or chocolate chip pancakes tomorrow morning?

Young_IPMCTake a deep breath

OP may have finally realized how stupid he sounds, so I believe him making these childish “funny” comebacks is him trying to brush off his stupidity

TnskiHaving an expensive vehicle is really nothing to Brag about, it just depreciates in value every year unless it's a late 60's muscle car of course

I like modding cars, and I wanted to mod a new sti?? My money I’ll spend it on what I want??

GreezyBastardGo to bed bro, you have a long day of work ahead of you tomorrow to make that car payment. Is mommy making you blueberry or chocolate chip pancakes tomorrow morning?

Both actually.

GreezyBastardOP may have finally realized how stupid he sounds, so I believe him making these childish “funny” comebacks is him trying to brush off his stupidity

Living my best life*

If I lived in the shity city I'd probably be up tight too

TnskiIf I lived in the shity city I'd probably be up tight too

damn you got me. Got me good. I felt that one I think I might cry my self to sleep