Personal Lolcows -

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Visions of erotica deliver me!
My personal lolcow is a guy who goes by 'Vladizek.' He's an ESL furry who's a constant plague in the LISA series' community.

Funny moments include:
DMing me pokemon porn without warning, then asking repeatedly 'how much pokemon you jack off to'
Filling an official game server's music channel with terrible undertale remixes, despite multiple warnings from server administration. Subsequently permabanned from a server where posting Spyro Subway is a kickable offense.
Spamming DMs of various community members asking for Toriel r34.
Sending furry pornography to minors.

The man is somewhere in the 24-27 age range, which makes it all so much sadder.
 

holy buttocks

angry dad
Anthony Shonamon is a "vlogger" who has been "vlogging" for a whole decade. His accomplishments include wasting a 5k$ grant from Maker studios and doing nothing with it, making absolutely pointless and narcissistic videos, dropping out of college and not being able to drive in rural Canada.

He released a long ass video on how he's brave for being a girly man because he buys things. Some highlights include:
Xxxtentacion is his biggest role model!
He spent 12k on email money transfers for women simply for existing
He bought fake titties
His friends bullied him for painting his nails, something men have been doing with some degree of acceptance since the 90s
Weirdly comparing himself to jazz Jennings
He got bullied because of his pink iPhone :''''(
Literally goes galaxy brain and talks about the universe

Anyways, here's the video. Don't watch it. He's already "won" at a film festival for this garbage and gotten a news interview despite accomplishing nothing of note.

This is all you need to know ultimately
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Style

Shit's wack, yo
First friend I had in highschool trooned out and has a BDSM dungeon in his flat.

I also happen to know a gay guy that is a drama attention whore. No matter where he goes or what he does, there is drama around him, and if there isn't, he makes it up.
 

JustFuckinaDude

My lifestyle determines my death style”
I’ve got one. She’s one of those women who was Ms. Hotshit in high school, but those looks started to fade and “it’s totes not fair that I got a worthless degree that mommy and daddy paid for and no one will hire me! The socialist revolution must come to pass!”

She posts thirst trap pictures in gymshark clothes that (her parents) probably spent too much money on that accentuate her muffin top and lacks any personality, but there’s always drama. Any time I look at something she posts, drama.

I’m not sure if it’s funny or sad.
 

Helvítis Túristi

True & Honest Fan
I used to watch watch this autistic half black half indian guy play video games. He always played the same games, easily sperged out, and we could trick him into saying offensive things on twitch. I guess there were multiple funny sagas with him, but two stood out the most.

He would not shut up about twitch thots and at some point he went to plexstorm. Plexstorm is like twitch but the streamers are naked and possibly having sex. He would stream simultaneously on both twitch and plexstorm. One time he accidentally showed himself shirtless on twitch. This wasn't allowed at the time and could get the other persons account in trouble since he borrowed the twitch account for streaming. I'm only aware that he did a nude stream on plexstorm for $45. I didn't take any screenshots since I felt it was very revolting.

Another saga involved another viewer who would mess with him, make a 3d module of him. I can't remember the program, but he made animation videos of the person while imitating them and making fun of them. The first video made was taking the audio of the streamer complaining about twitch thots, inserting it into the streamers stream set up, and having the 3d animation play in the webcam while the game part was huniepop(a hentai game on steam). The second video involved making an updated more accurate 3d model sing a song with the lyrics "suicide is painless" and have ponies running in the background. The third video was a 3d partially bald model singing a rap about being a good boy for his mom with the background being his old room at the streamer's mom's place. This other viewer made other videos and had them posted to a youtube channel under his real name. At some point he started contacting the streamers family and showing them the video which disturbed the family members and sent the streamer into a frenzy. The other viewer ended up closing the youtube channel. The only evidence I have of the videos is a picture of one of the models the viewer sent me and a thumbnail with a title of the first video.

I stopped watching the stream a long time ago. He was getting increasingly hostile and randomly scaring off viewers. One stream he ended up screaming at anyone in fornite who was female or an underage male. Eventually, the owner of the channel confronted him and asked him to leave. That was the end of that.
 

WalMart

Save money. Live better.
Friend's dad told him,
"By raising your voice you have activated a trauma response in me and I am now ending this conversation." and then slammed the door apparently.

Imagine if by slamming the door he activated a trauma response in his son and suddenly everyone in the house is just going off like a fire alarm
 
Friend's dad told him,
"By raising your voice you have activated a trauma response in me and I am now ending this conversation." and then slammed the door apparently.

Imagine if by slamming the door he activated a trauma response in his son and suddenly everyone in the house is just going off like a fire alarm
Imagine if, by saying that phrase, your friend up and kicked his dad’s ass for being such a pussy.
 
One of my personal lolcows. I have a few others that I will post eventually.

This guy who was one of my buddies in Boy Scouts. The guy was a socially awkward weirdo obsessed with Video Games and in retrospect clearly had Asperger’s. Still we both had fun playing games together so I liked hanging out with him and was one of the few people who wouldn’t laugh at him to his face. Now on to the funny parts.

The guy was obsessed with this one video game called “Dr Lunatics Supreme with Cheese” and frequently asked people if they had played it. I have no idea if the game even existed or if it was some meme that no one else got. He was also a massive homophobe and thought even two guys touching was gay and disgusting, at one point he even said Gays should be allowed to serve in the military so they could get blown-up. This was way before Chris-Chan ever said that. Keep this guys homophobia in the back of your mind because its going to come back up.

As a Scout the dude was an incompetent, lazy, idiot that I always had to tent with because I was the only one who could put up with him all night. He only barley made it to First Class which is the middle rank in Scouts and the last one that takes no effort to get before the higher ranks. The guy never helped set up the tent and everyone else had to pick up the slack on any job with him. One time at Summer Camp the guy went on a rant about how the Troop should head up to the archery range and stealth kill the councilors at the gun range. Afterwards we would take the guns and violently take over the camp. In case you were wondering the guy was built like a twig and had no charisma. How in the hell he thought he could organize everyone into a militia to help him take over the camp was anyone’s guess, let alone stay with him once the SWAT team showed up. Everyone around the fire told him he was an idiot and he should shut up. Another time he told me he had this ridiculous plan to take over Costa Rica using Super Soakers filled with gas and torches attached to make makeshift flamethrowers. He had obviously gotten all his knowledge on weapons and war from video games.

The Guy also had major daddy issues. He lived with his divorced Mother and little sister in a trailer and hated his Dad. His Dad was super religious and was always trying to get him to fully join the Church but my friend never did. One Summer Camp on the last day he was supposed to go to his Dads house and he didn’t want too so he just stayed in his sleeping bag and refused to pack. This was holding everyone up and they all gathered around the tent yelling at him to get his ass up so everyone could go home. Eventually someone pissed him off enough that he did this pathetic tackle on him and then was slapping him like a sissy yelling “I hate you I’m going to kill you!” before running back into his tent. It took one of the Scoutmasters to convince him to come out of the tent because even though I was Troop leader I wasn’t touching that shit with a ten-foot pole.

After High School I lost touch with him but after graduating college and reconnecting with former Troop members I found out what this guy had been up to the past few years. He had flunked out of College his first year and was living in another town working on a video game which obviously has yet to materialize. He had also come out as gay and was in a relationship with another man, which explains the earlier homophobia and hatred of his religious dad. Finally, a year ago the big bombshell was dropped: he had trooned out and was now a woman. He is still in a relationship with the same guy from what I can tell. Hopefully someday I will be able to reconnect with this guy.
 
A woman who lives in the same block as me recently invited me to a party and being polite I agreed. First of all, she's extremely overweight, with several piercings and short green hair, but she was nice so I figured I'd show up. She wasn't insufferable, but at a few times she'd bring up being ftm, and also mentioned how much she wanted to cut off her tits and how great it must feel to have a dick. In particular, she hugged up close to a mutual friend of ours and started talking about how amazing it must be for him to have a dick he could just pull out at any time. Everyone was drunk at this point so we all laughed it off.

I was pretty creeped out by this point, especially since she sort of latched onto me as people were leaving and we stuck around chatting for a while. I learnt she'd be married at least twice before and had been divorced on both times, she described herself as an "aggressively gay man" and she had noticed me going for walks past her place. I worked out what she was getting at pretty quick and made it clear I wasn't interested, and she took it well enough and left. We still see each other around and get along fine but it was one hell of an experience and she's still just as crazy.
 

ducktales4gameboy

ratatouille is people
Recently I've been introduced to a high-functioning autistic who goes by the name of SpeedRacer who's been pulled into and now orbits around the Steam group for my old college. He doesn't deserve a thread currently and hopefully he never will, since as far as I know he's completely innocent in his weird obsessions (which mostly seem to revolve around construction equipment) and he's somehow managed to dodge the corrupting horrorshow that is the internet at large. What he is notable for though is sending unfathomably large walls of text over ingame chat when prompted. His high score so far is 9KB of text without responses due to someone mentioning offhand how hard it was to find used tires locally. Sitting though one of his walls has gotten to be a rite of passage for the local Minecraft server and I'm really hoping nobody ever introduces him to voice chat.
 

Chaos Theorist

It would be spiteful To put jellyfish in a trifle
Recently I've been introduced to a high-functioning autistic who goes by the name of SpeedRacer who's been pulled into and now orbits around the Steam group for my old college. He doesn't deserve a thread currently and hopefully he never will, since as far as I know he's completely innocent in his weird obsessions (which mostly seem to revolve around construction equipment) and he's somehow managed to dodge the corrupting horrorshow that is the internet at large. What he is notable for though is sending unfathomably large walls of text over ingame chat when prompted. His high score so far is 9KB of text without responses due to someone mentioning offhand how hard it was to find used tires locally. Sitting though one of his walls has gotten to be a rite of passage for the local Minecraft server and I'm really hoping nobody ever introduces him to voice chat.
Seems pretty based tbh
 

Huli Jing

Not a kumiho
I used to do undergraduate research with this one guy, who I'll call Baush. Baush was a southern sex-pest socialist who looked like Vaush if he grew 50 lbs, grew his hair into a man bun, and refused to wear anything but plaid dress shirts and black slacks. Unfortunately, he also sounded like and was just about as tone-deaf as Vaush was.

When you first meet Baush, you won't notice anything off about him that wouldn't be found in a regular obese Asperger's-afflicted individual, except perhaps if you somehow managed to telegraph any Republican leaning to him, in which case you would notice that his eyes would focus right on your offending presence as he attempted to sneer at you from afar. No, Baush's problems begin as soon as he opens his mouth. His innate hubris, lack of any filter (which of course he sees as a plus), and ready access to technology had led him to fancy himself a modern-age radical philosopher, and he refused to rest until all around him had acknowledged his supernatural gift for keeping up with sanitized versions of current events. I had the unfortunate experience of being the recipient of many of Baush's nuggets of wisdom, be it directly or overheard, and it would be my distinct pleasure to reproduce them for your reading displeasure.

"Oh, my man bun? Yeah, I'm trying out this new Oriental style. I'm thinking I'll go and get some surgeon to put an epicanthic fold on me to really complete the authentic 'Japanese salaryman' look."
"God, I hope that when Bernie gets the nomination, he'll let me be in charge of the gulags. I've got SO many white small business owners who have been practically begging for it."
"Oh, are there enough vaginas in the building now? Fucking FINALLY."
"I just really wanna FUCK, you know? I mean, fuck, look at all that ass that's out there. *sigh* God, if I were ten years younger I would be ALL OVER that."
"*sigh* Look, you obviously haven't taken the blackpill yet. I can pull up data RIGHT NOW that will TELL YOU that 80% of women are clearly only attracted to 20% of men. That means you and me are out, bud."
"Look, I'm ten years older than you, alright? I think the time has passed for me to do things like 'live my own life' and 'not worry about my relationship status'. I'm sure it's fine where you are right now, but out in the real world things work a little differently."

If you've read the above in a sufficiently nasally tone, you might start to come to the conclusion that this person is a bitter, insufferable, and fundamentally unhappy individual whose toxicity eats at any decorum, team spirit, and motivation of anyone who doesn't share his exact same brand of hatred. I did too, and it got to the point where I genuinely could not bear to be in the same room as him. I went from spending all my free time in research to gradually dropping my commitment in it, until one day I just stopped going.

I have more stories about Baush, but they're honestly more draining than the shorter snippets I've posted above, so I'll end it here for now.
 

Neoguri Ramyun

I'm giving everyone r-word pass
Oh..boy..i have few, so let's go
Kayaszu/Kaja Sluczewska aka the inceridbly toxic, harmful body-positive feminazi
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Katetorias, shiboliz and whole westerners weeb twitter comunity
 
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so many of my coooooder friends(always white dudes) seem to end up transitioning for one reason or another.
Like the programming socks thing is a IRL thing.
I've no clue what the correlation is.

It's such an intresting train wreck to watch, they do things like ... regret it.
 

Yaoi Huntress Earth

My avatar is problematic.
I'm taking Roger off my personal lolcows list given that he no longer tells tall tales about himself having super powers, being plotted against by his family, being bitten by giant gerbils, etc. He's still a low-functioning autistic, but he's seemed to have grown up a bit with the minor moments he occasionally works with us.
 

Huli Jing

Not a kumiho
m o a r. I need hate fodder.
Sure, but I'll warn you that exactly zero of these stories have a happy ending. If you're looking for any comeuppance for this man, it'll have to come in the same fashion as Moviebob's, in that his crime and punishment are both to live in the world as Baush. The next few stories are a bit more vague, but I hope you'll "enjoy" them nonetheless.
I haven't mentioned any finer details about race, but Baush is an incredibly pasty-white individual. On hot summer days he would look almost translucent, owing to his complexion and the thin layer of reflective sweat that would gather on his face. Despite this, Baush still considered himself to be "down" with the lesser races, enough to the point where he would regularly engage in what Jezebel helpfully calls "hipster racism".
(https://web.archive.org/web/2019021...om/a-complete-guide-to-hipster-racism-5905291)
Sift through the bullshit in the examples and you'll get a good feel for how Baush would regularly treat his non-pasty student researchers working under or in the proximity of him. My opinion? This behavior is fine online, where we're all just words on the Internet to the right of a profile picture. Say "nigger" however many times you need to get it out of your system, I don't care. However, this behavior is most decidedly not fine when the people you're hurling ironic abuse at are both a. younger than you by 10 years, and b. working directly under you, and thus, reliant on you for the experience that they volunteered for. I've seen Baush cast sidelong glances at Asian students whenever other students wouldn't show up to research during the COVID-19 pandemic, and I've seen him physically and verbally creep on the (10 years younger than him, by the way) student-athlete girls working under him by actually sliding up to them and making some awkward attempt at a pass, although I never heard what was said. Baush does this all without any consequence whatsoever, because Baush is a vile and lecherous buffoon who is shielded by his position as "most competent/senior researcher man" in the group.
I'm starting to get a little heated, so I'll stop here. Baush is a dick. End of story.
One of the most pathetic things about Baush is that he doesn't seem to have gotten the message that he is 10 years older than his student representatives of the current cultural zeitgeist. However, never one to be daunted by the idea of "maturity", Baush has strove in earnest to live his life in accordance with how he believes a person 10 years his junior would act: by playing online games and browsing Twitter in his work hours, scrolling through TikTok videos at every free second (taking care to always giggle at the "lol yt so yt" memes), and of course, acting in a manner completely incommensurate with both his age and his physical appearance. Baush will never miss an opportunity to spoil a conversation with the latest "gotcha" he stole straight from the replies section of @realDonaldTrump's tweets, making for conversation that is so stilted and unnatural that your eyes start scanning the walls to see if a classroom of people will burst through, Alien-style, to stand and clap for their verbal virtuoso. Unfortunately, his behavior only gets worse if he's taken an unnatural interest to your pursuits. Once Baush has deemed himself entitled to your information by means of inquiry, by God, he will not rest until he has gotten it, deflecting every reasonable denial and throwing a bizarre quasi-tantrum that consists of him making snide NSA references, attempting to cozy up to you immediately after by offering the personal (and highly private) information of his other students, and pouting to a friendly researcher that you won't tell him what he wants to hear. By this means, it is possible to make an enemy of both the senior researchers in under three minutes, all because you want to keep your work and personal life separate.
Baush is an incel, and I don't mean that in any mocking or derogatory way. When I say Baush is an incel, I mean he is an honest to God, dyed-in-the-wool, bona fide incel. Baush knows what the redpill is, and he's outright admitted to taking the blackpill. He treats women ten years younger than him with incredible contempt, although he will make some token attempt to conceal it. In his eyes, Baush is a philosopher-king hidden among the peasantry he works with, and women who do not accept that are little better than obsolete cattle you can fuck. Baush's philosophy on modern love usually defaults to this, but on occasion, the last word of that sentence peeks out, and like Baush flashing you from behind a pair of unzipped black slacks, it is completely horrifying to see. Baush doesn't make his NEED TO BREED a matter of secrecy, but in his hubris, he feels the need to justify it through statistics and make himself out to be a victim of those goddamned whores an unfavorable dating landscape. Rather than reflecting on more personal aspects of his life that may be repelling the fairer sex from his enlightened orbit, Baush prefers to live in a state of learned helplessness, using fancy incels.co write-ups and concepts he doesn't understand (like the Pareto principle) to explain away all his fucking dating woes and justify his bloated yet comfortable existence as a quasi-sex pest. Naturally, he feels the need to drag others into his very important problems as well, and woe on you if you seem to him to be a man who's "in the know" about those fucking slore women the difficulties of modern dating, as he'll latch onto you with no consideration of either your time commitment or your personal ability to withstand his toxicity. You can actually feel your soul leaving its body, one minute at a time, once Baush has deemed you worthy of his hour-long lectures on female sexuality. Personal powerleveling, vicious yet veiled attacks on women as a whole, and hastily-searched online dating statistics all come into play during your personal hour of hell. No remonstration proves effective against it. Heretical words, like "you shouldn't be so desperate to find someone" and "this is actually really uncomfortable to hear" are anathema in the Sermons of Baush. By the time he's released his grip on you, you'll practically stagger out of the room, drained of all emotion and energy, ready for 6 hours at the lab. Truly, Baush's words bring life and comfort to us all.
Readers, with the first part still fresh on your mind, I'd appreciate it very much if you humored me with a little thought experiment. If you woke up as a genuine, breeding-aged, eligible human female tomorrow (bonus points if you already are), what would you look for in your very own Prince Charming? Would he be a large, bovine caricature of a man? How unkempt would you like his personal appearance to be? Facial hair, pimples, body odor, those are all right, aren't they? After all, it wouldn't do to be a shallow whore when we're in the presence of philosopher royalty!
Let's move on to personal characteristics, for all the non-shallow pretend ladies out there. We all like a man with a can-do attitude, right? How about a man who's so woke, he calls us out whenever convenient as little sex-addicted sluts who can't live without Chad's Thundercock tucked neatly between our legs every day between classes? Insightful and intelligent, right? Goodness, I really thought we had him fooled for a while with our demure and submissive features! Maybe you'd like a man who can hold a conversation; how about a man who can keep going for upwards of an hour at the drop of a hat? I know I like it when a man shows his dominance by not letting me get a single word in edgewise during our romantic chit-chats. A man with a sense of humor? Ladies, do you know who you're talking about here? With Twitter at his side, his humor is an unstoppable force! I hope you like one-liners! Hey, did I mention that this man has a gun? Perfect for us ladies who could all use a little protection from those bad men at night, am I right? I mean, with all of these winning traits in such a perfectly proportioned package, who could possibly resist? I can't possibly imagine anyone in their right mind who could turn down this veritable alpha male in the rough! Why, anyone who did would have to be a blind fucking whore of a woman who doesn't even deserve to vote!
Thank you. The thought experiment is now over. Eye wash and Listerine are to your right, and showers are complimentary if needed.
I'd like to thank you for reading this far, and apologies are very much in order for me actually getting mad on the Internet. The truth is that Baush has been a consistent source of personal toxicity for years, and I wanted to use this one last post to completely purge any and all negative emotions I still had concerning him and his nearly illegal acts. The vastly lightened sensation in my body tells me that this has been accomplished, and so with this, my saga of Baush comes to a close. I have no more stories to tell regarding him, and my greatest wish is that we may all live our lives peacefully, without ever having to meet him, or indeed anyone even slightly resembling him, in public.
Match Group's services are hookup apps, Baush. Literally no one finds actual relationships on them, and you'd know that if you didn't spend so much time online processing garbage data from people who worship Elliot Rodgers. You're a fucking moron, and I want my fucking hour back from your greasy fucking palms.
 

yasscat

yass.
True & Honest Fan
Sure, but I'll warn you that exactly zero of these stories have a happy ending. If you're looking for any comeuppance for this man, it'll have to come in the same fashion as Moviebob's, in that his crime and punishment are both to live in the world as Baush. The next few stories are a bit more vague, but I hope you'll "enjoy" them nonetheless.
I haven't mentioned any finer details about race, but Baush is an incredibly pasty-white individual. On hot summer days he would look almost translucent, owing to his complexion and the thin layer of reflective sweat that would gather on his face. Despite this, Baush still considered himself to be "down" with the lesser races, enough to the point where he would regularly engage in what Jezebel helpfully calls "hipster racism".
(https://web.archive.org/web/2019021...om/a-complete-guide-to-hipster-racism-5905291)
Sift through the bullshit in the examples and you'll get a good feel for how Baush would regularly treat his non-pasty student researchers working under or in the proximity of him. My opinion? This behavior is fine online, where we're all just words on the Internet to the right of a profile picture. Say "nigger" however many times you need to get it out of your system, I don't care. However, this behavior is most decidedly not fine when the people you're hurling ironic abuse at are both a. younger than you by 10 years, and b. working directly under you, and thus, reliant on you for the experience that they volunteered for. I've seen Baush cast sidelong glances at Asian students whenever other students wouldn't show up to research during the COVID-19 pandemic, and I've seen him physically and verbally creep on the (10 years younger than him, by the way) student-athlete girls working under him by actually sliding up to them and making some awkward attempt at a pass, although I never heard what was said. Baush does this all without any consequence whatsoever, because Baush is a vile and lecherous buffoon who is shielded by his position as "most competent/senior researcher man" in the group.
I'm starting to get a little heated, so I'll stop here. Baush is a dick. End of story.
One of the most pathetic things about Baush is that he doesn't seem to have gotten the message that he is 10 years older than his student representatives of the current cultural zeitgeist. However, never one to be daunted by the idea of "maturity", Baush has strove in earnest to live his life in accordance with how he believes a person 10 years his junior would act: by playing online games and browsing Twitter in his work hours, scrolling through TikTok videos at every free second (taking care to always giggle at the "lol yt so yt" memes), and of course, acting in a manner completely incommensurate with both his age and his physical appearance. Baush will never miss an opportunity to spoil a conversation with the latest "gotcha" he stole straight from the replies section of @realDonaldTrump's tweets, making for conversation that is so stilted and unnatural that your eyes start scanning the walls to see if a classroom of people will burst through, Alien-style, to stand and clap for their verbal virtuoso. Unfortunately, his behavior only gets worse if he's taken an unnatural interest to your pursuits. Once Baush has deemed himself entitled to your information by means of inquiry, by God, he will not rest until he has gotten it, deflecting every reasonable denial and throwing a bizarre quasi-tantrum that consists of him making snide NSA references, attempting to cozy up to you immediately after by offering the personal (and highly private) information of his other students, and pouting to a friendly researcher that you won't tell him what he wants to hear. By this means, it is possible to make an enemy of both the senior researchers in under three minutes, all because you want to keep your work and personal life separate.
Baush is an incel, and I don't mean that in any mocking or derogatory way. When I say Baush is an incel, I mean he is an honest to God, dyed-in-the-wool, bona fide incel. Baush knows what the redpill is, and he's outright admitted to taking the blackpill. He treats women ten years younger than him with incredible contempt, although he will make some token attempt to conceal it. In his eyes, Baush is a philosopher-king hidden among the peasantry he works with, and women who do not accept that are little better than obsolete cattle you can fuck. Baush's philosophy on modern love usually defaults to this, but on occasion, the last word of that sentence peeks out, and like Baush flashing you from behind a pair of unzipped black slacks, it is completely horrifying to see. Baush doesn't make his NEED TO BREED a matter of secrecy, but in his hubris, he feels the need to justify it through statistics and make himself out to be a victim of those goddamned whores an unfavorable dating landscape. Rather than reflecting on more personal aspects of his life that may be repelling the fairer sex from his enlightened orbit, Baush prefers to live in a state of learned helplessness, using fancy incels.co write-ups and concepts he doesn't understand (like the Pareto principle) to explain away all his fucking dating woes and justify his bloated yet comfortable existence as a quasi-sex pest. Naturally, he feels the need to drag others into his very important problems as well, and woe on you if you seem to him to be a man who's "in the know" about those fucking slore women the difficulties of modern dating, as he'll latch onto you with no consideration of either your time commitment or your personal ability to withstand his toxicity. You can actually feel your soul leaving its body, one minute at a time, once Baush has deemed you worthy of his hour-long lectures on female sexuality. Personal powerleveling, vicious yet veiled attacks on women as a whole, and hastily-searched online dating statistics all come into play during your personal hour of hell. No remonstration proves effective against it. Heretical words, like "you shouldn't be so desperate to find someone" and "this is actually really uncomfortable to hear" are anathema in the Sermons of Baush. By the time he's released his grip on you, you'll practically stagger out of the room, drained of all emotion and energy, ready for 6 hours at the lab. Truly, Baush's words bring life and comfort to us all.
Readers, with the first part still fresh on your mind, I'd appreciate it very much if you humored me with a little thought experiment. If you woke up as a genuine, breeding-aged, eligible human female tomorrow (bonus points if you already are), what would you look for in your very own Prince Charming? Would he be a large, bovine caricature of a man? How unkempt would you like his personal appearance to be? Facial hair, pimples, body odor, those are all right, aren't they? After all, it wouldn't do to be a shallow whore when we're in the presence of philosopher royalty!
Let's move on to personal characteristics, for all the non-shallow pretend ladies out there. We all like a man with a can-do attitude, right? How about a man who's so woke, he calls us out whenever convenient as little sex-addicted sluts who can't live without Chad's Thundercock tucked neatly between our legs every day between classes? Insightful and intelligent, right? Goodness, I really thought we had him fooled for a while with our demure and submissive features! Maybe you'd like a man who can hold a conversation; how about a man who can keep going for upwards of an hour at the drop of a hat? I know I like it when a man shows his dominance by not letting me get a single word in edgewise during our romantic chit-chats. A man with a sense of humor? Ladies, do you know who you're talking about here? With Twitter at his side, his humor is an unstoppable force! I hope you like one-liners! Hey, did I mention that this man has a gun? Perfect for us ladies who could all use a little protection from those bad men at night, am I right? I mean, with all of these winning traits in such a perfectly proportioned package, who could possibly resist? I can't possibly imagine anyone in their right mind who could turn down this veritable alpha male in the rough! Why, anyone who did would have to be a blind fucking whore of a woman who doesn't even deserve to vote!
Thank you. The thought experiment is now over. Eye wash and Listerine are to your right, and showers are complimentary if needed.
I'd like to thank you for reading this far, and apologies are very much in order for me actually getting mad on the Internet. The truth is that Baush has been a consistent source of personal toxicity for years, and I wanted to use this one last post to completely purge any and all negative emotions I still had concerning him and his nearly illegal acts. The vastly lightened sensation in my body tells me that this has been accomplished, and so with this, my saga of Baush comes to a close. I have no more stories to tell regarding him, and my greatest wish is that we may all live our lives peacefully, without ever having to meet him, or indeed anyone even slightly resembling him, in public.
Match Group's services are hookup apps, Baush. Literally no one finds actual relationships on them, and you'd know that if you didn't spend so much time online processing garbage data from people who worship Elliot Rodgers. You're a fucking moron, and I want my fucking hour back from your greasy fucking palms.
Thanks I hate him.
 
Hey, hope this is the right place to post this!!


I have a personal lolcow and his name is simur. He is an admin of an ethical hacking server, although I will say the concept in of itself is a joke. Anyone who joins is either wanting to know how to use grabbify or obtain free vbucks. Anyway, it’s an even bigger joke considering simur himself is someone that ip grabs children for his measly entertainment or he wastes hours making rules that have broken English.


What’s even better is the fact he has 13 year old children as his moderators. He manipulates them and constantly describes them as “mature.” He is 25 and spends his absurd life talking to 13 year old children on the internet about who only knows what. After being confronted, he gets defensive and claims the “children are not like the other children.”



Also, he has a girlfriend apparently but he spends his time flirting with women that are 6 years younger than him who show no interest in him. He spends all of his time wasting away on discord yet somehow maintains a relationship. Simur can’t even be honest about his relationships. That normally wouldn’t matter but he uses his supposed girlfriend as an example he is better than other discord users. He’s a degenerate, arrogant Moroccan middle eastern creep and arguably, a camel fucker.



Furthermore, he is very dramatic and allows his server to be overrun by children, creeps, and anyone else that causes drama. He once made a big deal out of a 13 year old that joined the server with an alternate account. Yes, an almost middle aged man is scared of alternate accounts on a shitshow of an application. And that somehow is more important than having adults as moderators, although no one in their right mind would take being a moderator seriously.



Next, he has a youtube channel called 3D’s Hideout where he does broken English notepad tutorials about discord. It isn’t even related to ethical hacking, and I sincerely doubt he is even knowledgeable in such a subject. The channel itself is a reminder of the 2010 fuckfest that was youtube.



Speaking of fuckfests, his entire server is one. It’s mainly people who spam pusheen or other overused Facebook memes meant for grandmas. Although it is a large server, staff are the only active people which is compromised of mainly children. It’s Simur’s personal Epstein shithole.
 

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