To all the femcels on Discord,

We see you posting everyday, images and links about love, Reddit links about romantic gestures someone made.

Yet we see you talking to the boy who negs you, calls you a whore, says he hates all women, talks about his dick non-stop, and is overly toxic to everyone in the server.

We see this every day.

For once, please stop trying to get his attention. Turn around and notice the boy trying to get you to fall in love with him.

We are the boys of Discord. We're awkward and quiet, but funny and romantic. We want to do those romantic gestures for you just as much as you want them.

Please, STOP. Turn around and notice us. We've been trying to get your attention for a while now.

When we win, remember these people want you broke, dead, and your kids raped and murdered, and they think it’s funny

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I live in a CIA prison. A nigger runs my prison. In prison, the nigger tries to torment me. We can take away his knives by confessing, every day. In about 2000, I masturbated fantasizing about my niece, Lani. She looks like star trek seven of nineIn 1985, at my sister's wedding, I stuck my crotch on the hot tub drain because it kind of sucked. In 1985, I tried to get a dog to lick my dick. From 1998-2003, I fantasized about leading a catholic army like dune, of mexicans or brazilians? that was dumb because they're niggers. In 2003, I played tag with a black girl about 7-years-old. she reached for my crotch. In high school, in the library, Carlos and I said juicy or toxic as a way of evaluating girls. In 1988, I cheated on my SAT by talking in the hall during the break -- two problems. On 9/9/1999, I killed a CIA nigger on purpose with my car. :-) In 1982, when I was 12, I babysat Kevin's kids. I changed a diaper because I thought that was being professional. In 1975, when I was about the age five, my brother, Keith, put my penis in a vacuum. In 1977, when I was about age seven, my brother, Danny, got me high on gas fumes and we sucked each others dicks. Dr. Tsakalis has an oddly round ass. Paul Keck at Xytex had a oddly round ass. Distracting? At about age five, Jay Weinrick and I touched disks to each other's assholes.

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Pickle Rick is a masterpiece.

The episode where Rick turns himself into a pickle is a genuine classic and a perfect representation of Rick's philosophy of life. Rick's worst fear is being emotionally vulnerable to those he sees as intellectually beneath him, which is everyone. In order to escape a meeting with a therapist who might actually force him to confront his feelings, Rick chooses to turn himself into a literal pickle.