Every day. Every day of his worthless, pathetic existence, he visits the same board to post the same shitty thread. Every single fucking day, he posts the same stale images of the same mediocre girl in quick succession. He does this for hours on end, behaving much like a machine in his undertaking of the same repetitive task, for reasons that none can entirely comprehend. He sits unmoving in his dark, filthy room, staring blankly into his computer's screen as he waits for the posting cooldown to expire. Breathing in his own rancid odor, he loads up another image, as he has done countless times before. His one testicle boils fiercely at the thought of posting the image, drenching his filthy underpants in sweat. The board has been polluted by this particular image many times before, but this is his thread, his sole reason to live, and he will do as he pleases. He licks his crusty lips in anticipation. His fat, greasy fingers tremble with barely contained excitement. 3... 2... 1... His tiny, malformed penis lets loose a few drips of diseased cum as he clicks Post. He closes his irritated, bloodshot eyes in bliss and moans loudly, filling the air with the putrid stench of his mouth. His purpose has been fulfilled once again. He opens his eyes as the thread updates. His cursor darts to Post a Reply. The ritual begins anew.
