Okay. The world is separated by people and phucktards.
Here is a perfect example of a phucktard.
You’re in a big ol’ store. And you’re virtually alone in the clothing department. There is a rack of some stuff you’re interested in. There are many, many, many racks. There are other sections. But you choose this rack. And you’re looking through, say, some pants, when along comes some mouth-breathing, zombie-staring, low IQ-looking MFer who just has to start pawing through the rack you’re looking through because they think, with their pea-sized brains, that there must be some hidden gems and bargains in the rack because someone else is looking through it.
And then when you take a look, you see immediately that this fat phuck isn’t even your size.
I want them dead.
/rant off
Who you calling mouth breathing?
Well if you don’t like the clientele then just stay out of the Goodwill.
Tell them: “You need to look in the camping section for a tent your size”
Da Uuuude, You were being hit on.
“The world is separated by people and phucktards.”
It takes a village – full of phucktards – to appreciate that. They’re called ‘cities.’
As the President of El Salvador pointed out recently, we’re letting ours rot.
I do that in the lingerie section all the time but the women always run away
Did he try to follow you into the fitting room?
This was probably the same idiot who parks right next to you in a nearly empty parking lot.
Just view the world through an AOC lens and take it to mean they want to be close to you because they want to have sex with you.
It’s good for your self-esteem, and lets you treat them like an attempted rapist.
…or have sex with them, if you prefer, whichever…
SNS: Many years ago, I was in a Barnes and Noble, looking thru the books, when an attractive, flirtatious woman walked up next to me, and struck up a conversation. We chatted for a while, and then went our separate ways. I was feeling pretty good about myself for a few days, until she called me at work (based on our conversation, she knew where I worked, and got thru our “system”). She tried to get me to invest in some sort of scheme. I didn’t bite. My bubble was burst.
So find another rack. That’s the most UNIMPORTANT thing I’ve seen all day.
Don’t hold back! Tell us how you really feel!!!
Just because he may be a fat phuck doesn’t necessarily mean that he identifies as fat.
So what is a fucktard anyway? A dude so retarded he doesn’t even know how to
f#(k?
That would be one sorry sonofabitch
He wished to see your little fur hat.
LOL 😂😂😂😂
The comments for this post was just what I needed today, very funny
Even have to give kudos to Larrytheenlightenedliberal 🙂
Brad’s right, ’twas a queer a-cruising.
Callmelennie – We asked that question years ago, only then they were called a Fisteris.
Take a listen:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zy6YVfpBbPA
Go watch some old “black friday mayhem” videos. I bet you will see the “phucktard” in one of them.
I think the lesson to be learned here is don’t go out shopping dressed like a slut and not expect to attract unwanted attention.
BFH – maybe there is more to this rant than you revealed, but to want a person dead for just “stalking” you at a clothes rack seems a bit extreme. I’ve never seen this in you before, so something’s up – or, you’re just being provocative to generate discussion. Regardless, it’s your site and you can say what you want to.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RjdH_NmmO0I
I like the oblivious old ladies that stop right in the middle of the grocery store exit to organize their purse and check the receipt.
I was at the grocery store once and a woman was being belligerent and rude to some elderly shoppers. While she was ignorantly arguing with the shoppers I pushed her heavily loaded cart to the other end of the store. I could hear her complaining as I finished my shopping. I felt damn good that day.
You’re just not living right my man. That’s about when I cut the nastiest fart that I’ve been carrying around just for that such special occasion. Guarantted that fat phuck would split. Either split over barfing with his eyes bulging out, or splitting out the front door for some fresh air, yelping all the way out.
@Farticus – ^^^^
I am impressed. You can fart on command when the moment requires it.
Outlet malls! I get pushed outta the way from what I’m looking at by those from “English as a second language” countries. Usually they are larger, louder and come at you in three’s. Mom, grandma and tween girl-or Mom with two tweens.
I just shop online now. Pre and post Covid. Avoid the huddle masses…of idiots.
Perhaps they are shopping for a relative or friend?
Hate to tell you, but you seem to be a fat phuck magnet…
Tsk Tsk. Hatford. If the person in question was pea brained,you missed a golden opportunity.
Me: looking for….pants.
Mouth Breather: also looking for….pants.
Me: hey buddy, did you find it?
MB: Huwha?
Me: The 25 thousand dollar gift card from WBBL. It’s in one of these pants pockets.
MB: Really?
Me: yeah,I’ll split it with you if you help me find it.,
MB: OK!
Me: you look over there, I’ll finish up here.
MB: OH BOY!
Me: walks out of store. Gets ice cream
Fur, those are the guys who would always look up to see what you’re looking up at. Remember that old joke?
(It’s been so long, I bet this current generation hasn’t been introduced to it yet.)
@aleon February 3, 2022 at 3:16 pm
> Just because he may be a fat phuck doesn’t necessarily mean that he identifies as fat.
And, guar-an-dang-teed, if he’s a phucktard he identifies as smaht.
When you came out of the Fitting Room, you had forgotten to zip up?
I was in a Walmart in Vegas one day just wandering around waiting for the other half to get done shopping.
I caught a glimpse of this phat assed Latino woman coming up behind me with four LLs in tow.
She was blabbering away in Spanish and the floor was shaking when her high heeled boots hit.
I sand bagged her enough that she hollered “Hey Gramps, get out of the way.”
Acting surprised, I moved over to give her (not quite enough) room to get by.
She hit an end cap loaded with canned goods and knocked almost every one of them off.
She didn.t even look back.