Cancerous 4chan
A Short Story
by anonononominous 1337
Anon had always hated cancerous 4chan with its short, squidgy shitposts. It was a place where he felt faggotlike.
He was a NEET, virgin, cum drinker with retarded bajjina and manlet p00per. His friends saw him as an abundant, alert a homosex trap. Once, he had even helped a worried lolicon recover from a flying accident. That's the sort of man he was.
Anon walked over to the window and reflected on his a waste of time surroundings. The snow flurried like fucking /pol/tard.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of My Waifu . My Waifu was a faggot a pure goddess with uncouth bajjina and creepy p00per.
Anon gulped. He was not prepared for My Waifu.
As Anon stepped outside and My Waifu came closer, he could see the terrible smile on her face.
My Waifu gazed with the affection of 9374 weaboo tart кoт. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want sex."
Anon looked back, even more REEE and still fingering the cumencrusted dildo. "My Waifu, lol bitch do you even have a cock," he replied.
They looked at each other with autistic feelings, like two tart, tame traps screeching at a very shitposter shitpostst thread, which had violent wife beating music playing in the background and two autistic uncles shitposting to the beat.
Anon studied My Waifu's uncouth bajjina and creepy p00per. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Anon in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't love you My Waifu."
My Waifu looked homosex, her emotions raw like a knobby, klutzy keyboard.
Anon could actually hear My Waifu's emotions shatter into 2565 pieces. Then the faggot a pure goddess hurried away into the distance.
Not even a drink of cum would calm Anon's nerves tonight.
THE END
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