I blame the destruction of white women in America on the CANADIAN Shania Twain

Is that the waitress from always sunny

Don't get on that plane

qt asian just sat next to me what do

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grape

make bird noises

squawk at her?

yep

🐦

what asian is she?

nvm

I got a better look

she ugggo Latina

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shes probably gadolig then

wtf is gafolig

im gay

T pose on her

Duh

im gay

Just say hi and you'll get laid

no she's not attractive

I played myself

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T POSE

>what is gadolig
Come home western man

make bird noises anyway

lemme just t pose in class

Chirp chirp

I have 3 hot professors this year though

2 of them are Asians

the other is a mommy jew

🍇

lemme grape my professor in front of class

Tell em you want to stay after class for extra credit.

Tell them u want to rape them after class

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I find myself to be in a similar situation to Rick. Not in that I am a pickle, but that I view myself and my intelligence as both an unstoppable force and an inescapable curse. (I know, I'm an arrogant asshole. Feel free to ignore me.) I love being able to predict things around me and control my own little world to some extent, but at the same time I'm incredibly bored by "work" that I feel is beneath my abilities and desires. In some cases, especially when the "work" is really taxing on me emotionally, I would rather just die (read: escape). I do have some self-destructive tendencies, not in a suicidal sense but more in a "fuck everyone, here's the truth" sense. I would sometimes be fine with sacrificing my reputation and position in life in order to escape the boring "work" of what has become a routine, nagging on my subconscious. There's a part of me that hates that nagging so much that I would be fine just letting my ego run free, abusing anyone in my path for the sake of my own judgement of what is worth my interest. The only problem is that with that approach to life I would eventually be alone and still unable to reach exactly what I want out of this world. I don't want to just be in control. Complete control is impossible anyhow; people can only be manipulated so far and reality only bends as much as my arms can handle before giving out.