There he is. There he goes again. Look, everyone! He posted it once again! Isn't he just the funniest toothpaste around?! Oh my Goddess.
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 birb as you once again type your little Kagari threads up 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, so you just choose the pictures. Oh, and we all know the pictures. The "awesome" generic anime girl, isn't it? I imagine you little shit laughing so hard as you click it that you drop your weed on the floor, but it's 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 are a lonely fucking fuckup, she's probably so sick of you already. So sick of having to do everything for you all goddamn day, every day, for an underage kid who spends all his time on 4chan to steal gets and posting about a capeshit anime. Just imagine this. She had you, and then she thought you were gonna be a coffeeshop staff member or a bicycle dealer or something grand, and then you became a NEET. A pathetic Kagarifag 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 try to talk with you because all you say is "WHO GAVE HER THE COFFEE I CLEAN THE BOARD." You've become a parody of your own self. And that's all you are. A sad little boy laughing in the dark by himself as he prepares to indulge in the same old spam that he's done a million proxy posts now. And that's all you'll ever be.
Forever...
