I picture myself a dark room. There is filthy CRT screen buzzing away its phoshors, and a fat neckbeard sitting next to it. There is collection of anal dildoes all around him and remains of pizzas and potato chip packs, underneath them is a "C++ for dummies" half-eaten by rats. He giggles like a little pig and type another "My Anus" post, while test-driving another dildo in his ass.
I picture myself a dark room. There is a filthy CRT screen buzzing away its phoshors, and a fat neckbeard sitting next to it. There is a collection of ``autism macro'' posters all over the walls and remains of shits and crap nuggets, underneath them is a "Coprophilia for dummies" half-eaten by rats. He giggles like a little pig and type another "Autism"/"Farts" post, while cumming on another shit and eating it.
I picture myself a dark room. There is a filthy CRT screen buzzing away its phoshors, and a fat autistic faggot neckbeard sitting next to it. There is a collection of Japanese posters all over the walls and remains of shits and crap nuggets, underneath them is a "Structure and Interpretation of Computer Programs" half-eaten by rats. He giggles like a little pig and type another "Read SICP" post, while cumming on another shit and eating it.
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Anonymous2011-05-13 9:09
I picture myself in a dark room. There is a glorious FW900 buzzing away its phosphors, and an underweight neckbeard sitting next to it. There is a collection of ash trays all around him and remains of cup noodles and empty diet coke cans, underneath them is a "Routing Protocols and Concepts" half-chewed by my cats. I giggle like a little girl and type another "/polecat kebabs/" post, while taking another drag from my cigarette.