what i wouldnt give to be a roomfag. not because of any inherent qualities of the room itself mind you, that place is hot mess of stagnation. no, the room is ass.
but i pose to you the following scenario: imagine the most unobtainable girl, the perfect object of your desire. (or boy, im not currently in a position to judge, you fucking queer)
whether this girl/boy be your favorite celebrity, the high school crush you let go, your anime waifu/husbando (i am in a position to judge you for this, fucking put the barrel in your mouth and squeeze you degenerate),
or whatever other image of perfection you can cook up. would you not subject yourself to the worst tortures, endure the most infantile screeching by pedophiles and weeaboos, just to be in this person's presence?
thus is my situation, kept apart from my love by my unfair ban. perhaps now you can better empathize with me. i have been kicked out of my cozy house in the dead of winter, starved and frozen.
meanwhile, frysinger chats with subhuman "meme"-lords who dont deserve to so much as lick the dogshit off his boots, while the person most worthy of his affections (me) may only catch a glimpse of him when he leaves the curtains open (leaves modchat off),
steps out into the street to observe the wars between local homeless gangs (watch champ battles), or use the downstairs bathroom i drilled a peephole into (use the downstairs bathroom i drilled a peephole into).
ahhhhhh goddamit i fucking hate that fucking scottish faggot and his fucking bouncer bot!!!! LET ME IN YOU FUCKING FAGGOT I WANT TO SPEAK TO FRY AAL;DKJASKFDJ ;KFJHDSK;LFLK;FL YOU DONT DESERVE HIM HE'S MIIIIIINEJFHLKJGF DJSLHLKJDS
