>>194560Seventeen people, most of them fourty, got together in one of their houses. One guy brought his Xbox 360, Forza 3, and Forza 4. He drove his cars around, and he'd fucked with the volume settings so the only sound the game made was car noises. No ost.
Absolutely nobody wanted to talk to each other. Everyone was on their phones. Boomers really do always project.
I read a Persona 5 fanfic I downloaded onto my phone. It starts out promising, with its "Everyone is an adult, Joker and Mona are the only phantom thieves, Makoto must catch him" premise, but then Makoto and Joker team up and Bitch Roulette has a villain sue moment and Joker stops being cool and starts basically being a powerless teenager whose best plan is "Fuck my own head up so I can exploit my palace. Even though the rules say Persona users cant have palaces because Personas are you and Palaces are born when you deny you and create a Shadow". The main character is the main character, so the characters hope this rule can be broken for him.
I hate it when "main character status" is used to break story rules.
Anyway the party was shit. I drank five tiny plastic glasses of buck fizz. It's lemonade plus booze. I think. Then I started making my own with more booze because fuck it, I normally never touch alcohol and that shit looked expensive.
Speaking of bottles, fuck Bugthesderp for scanning people with the black cola rum rocket. Is there a fucking glass shortage.at that company now? No, there's a humanity shortage.
I also saw a Christmas episode of Simpsons. The scene where Marge says "The companies tell me if I cant afford Christmas I suck" or something. I lost my shit laughing.
One fifty something woman barely five feet tall said I looked like I lost a lot of weight. I have, but I have never seen this woman before in my life, so she shouldn't know how fat I was earlier on. Then she checked me out. Multiple times in a row in front of me, as if waiting for me to respond like a script in her data banks says I should. Anyway I said I have a girlfriend and she walked away laughing. What a weirdo. Fucking overweight midget ass crusty ass fifty something used-up thot. Sorry if I'm not swearing right, I don't normally talk like this.
I ate so much party platter food that I didn't eat anything else for the rest of the day, then I had one orange when I got back home.
I still don't know how the fuck I ended up in an old folks reunion. I'll remember later probably.
One guy asked me what I thought of brexit, I say "It doesn't even matter what I did think, because now that the UK voted leave and the EU decided to ignore that and tighten the screws on our nuts as punishment for being uppity slaves, we need to leave the EU no matter the cost". I'm really proud of that nuts thing. It was fucking hilarious. He loved my nuts joke. Then I played it safe and built up trust in the "take turns saying stuff we already know" ritual so I could show him how to get Youtube on his phone without installing the app. I made him an account, subscribed to Pewdiepie and Louder with Crowder and whoever made All Cultures Are Beautiful, and I had him watch the penis thieves episode. Normies have to laugh at the funny penis thief idiots before they can accept that the murders over fish happens, and that must be accepted before the revenge rape video can be seen. Only then are you half redpilled on culture. Then I say "Say what you will about American Cheesburger Guns Freedom culture, but you don't see shit like this over there!"
The contemplative face looks weird on normies, but I like it.
I wish I could say something funny happened, like "two old ladies at the place argued over dragon ball and Dante Sparda and who would kick whose ass. This is funny because old people"
But that didn't happen.
Four sixty something guys cheered me on when I picked up three of the same white chocolate sticks with a zigzag of normal chocolate, one gold wrapped chocolate thing I unwrapped, two chocolate covered biscuits with a bulging center, and two small sausages in bacon, ate them at once and downed it with buck fizz. It was weird.
Also I won twelve out of the twentyish cracker pulls I was in. I won two and acted all "I can not be beaten!". The pheromones attracted challengers. I tried getting two paper hats together on my head, then I said fuck it and wore them around my arms.
It felt cool.
A king standing proud, his folded arms adorned with the crowns of his victories, each one telling a different story.
That's fucking cool. Nobody steal that. It's mine. I call dibs.
Also a lot of people talked about family and Christmas and togetherness. That hurt. I got a bit pissed off at some stories I don't remember. But me... I live alone and was abused by my parents for over 20 years, but these normies are old people so I told them my parents are dead and left me with nothing. It's easier than going through the "But family! But togetherness! Damned is he who turns against his father! I mean... The TV says all family issues are resolved when people forgive each other and the episode ends! The TV is never wrong! You have to follow the script!"
Fuck that, it doesn't end when the episode ends, it ends when you end the episode.