She’s one of the good apples, hasn’t even drowned her kids in the tub once!
o7
Not this batch at least.
Real texts. So real
Very tired of these fake as imitations of conversations trying to paint a group as big baddies.
Especially when the group normally are, all you’re doing is giving them extra ammunition to discredit your valid criticism and making “your team” look bad
What are you even talking about? This obviously fake as fuck shit really did happen!
It only seems fake because they cut off the part that they said “sir… sorry, I will give it to you for free”
Maybe if she had had fewer children she could afford whatever she is trying to get for a discount
The lord says render unto ceaser so pay the $200
Caesar**
Ceaser. He who ceases.
nitpicking typos won’t save you. Pay up
Clearly in the wrong but the “life choices” nonsense is wrong as well.
That’s why she is using it as leverage for a lower price right?
No idea what the context of this chat log is even supposed to be.
I’ll say, doing the “your life choices” line immediately poisons any sympathy I’m supposed to have for OP.
But that whole thing reads like rage bait.
Youre rage bait
Youre moms’ rage bait
Your apostrophe usage is rage butt
You are apostrophe usage rage bait
No wayyyyyyyy
Your butt is the rage!
Nah, somebody would’ve told me
Ohhhhh snap
I think you and I are used to seeing “life choices” as a canard used to rationalize psychopathic public policies (just-world fallacy), so it is a red flag. That’s not to say that personal responsibility doesn’t exist, of course. I just reject the idea that the fact that we might help someone who “doesn’t deserve” help is a reason to help nobody.
I just reject the idea that the fact that we might help someone who “doesn’t deserve” help is a reason to help nobody.
In the context of the exchange, it just sounds like a Reddit Atheist branded Marine Todd clapback.
Just a fake FFG exchange intended to generate cheap upvotes.
I agree that it seems fake.
Was Jay-sus watching when she decided to have 4 chilluns out of wedlock?
Yes, yes he was…
“Clearly, god is testing you and your kids. I will not risk hell by helping you cheat in his test.”
practice Calvinism, get Calvinisim
I would prefer:
“I know, which is why I am giving it for free to a single mother of 5 children who is also interested.”
Yeah I’m sure if Jesus was watching he would agree she is out of line
Jesus operated a carpentry business. I’m sure he knows all about dealing with difficult customers.
Soon I discovered that this rock thing was true
Jerry Lee Lewis was the devil
Jesus was an architect previous to his career as a prophet
All of a sudden, I found myself in love with the world
So there was only one thing that I could do
Was ding a ding dang my dang a long ling long
~ Ministry - Jesus built my hotrod
Jesus was an architect
I’d heard he was a stonemason because there aren’t a lot of trees in Israel, so carpenter isn’t the best translation. I have no idea if that’s true, but it sounds plausible.
Time to get the whip
He quit to become the Messiah, didn’t he? That was probably easier than retail customer service.
Dying on the cross was easier than customer service
“I’ll give you a refund over my dead body.”
three days later…
Haha. Judas was just a disgruntled customer with a lot of time and creativity.
I literally led the campaign to form a 600 person union. I was buried in bullshit from the company every single day.
Still preferable to when I worked at Aldi.
Thank you for your service.
(The unionizing part, not the Aldi part. Even though I like Aldi.)
He would probably nail them to a board.
When we lived in Texas fifteen or twenty years ago and sold a bedframe on Craigslist. This guy showed up with his young son, gave my husband an envelope that presumably had cash in it, and started hauling the bed frame out. Fortunately he opened the envelope before they left and it had a religious flyer in it, no money. He showed me and I stopped the guy and was like, where’s our money? He said that he was taking it for church charity and that he thought the bedframe was free. I called him out for being a fucking liar in front of his kid and threw him out. He didn’t think anyone would give him any shit in front of the little boy but he learned better.
An envelope is a huge red flag, seen too many online marketplace deals to accept anything but visible cash. The audacity of that man.
An envelope is a huge red flag
The real ones use a locked briefcase handcuffed to their own wrist.
All my ads end with: “Cash ONLY, no apps, no exceptions. All exchanges made at the (Local) Police Station.”
Very clear, and yet people still want to pay by app, or meet somewhere else, like at a gas station NEAR the police station. I often hear “I’m not comfortable going near the police station,” and I think “That’s exactly why I do it at the police station.”
Laughing that you think being near a police station is doing you any favors. Pigs are more likely to tell you to shove off than give a shit about your problems.
No one in their right mind should ever feel comfortable being near a police station.
And you will never own one of the beautiful guitars that I’ve rescued, cleaned, repaired, restrung, set up properly, and sold cheap because I want to help someone else get off on their guitar journey on the right foot.
First of all, we don’t go INTO the police station. The exchange takes place in the parking lot, where there is a SIGN that specifically says it it a safe place for social media exchanges because it is video-monitored. ALL police stations have an exchange spot these days, it’s not only normal, it’s the RECOMMENDED way to make an exchange.
Nobody is sniffing up anybody for weed, as one poster soeculated. That’s just childish weed paranoia. That’s so 20th century. Who worries about that these days?
Nobody hates cops more than me, trust me, but that doesn’t mean they can’t be useful to me on my terms. I’ve done this MANY times, and I’ve only had anyone approach me one time, and it was the last time I met someone. I met them at a different police station that was closer to them, and while we were talking, a police car pulled into the lot. It was the end of their shift, but they saw a couple of civilians talking so they asked if the could help with anything. I just said No, they’re buying this guitar from me, and they said Cool, and walked away. They seemed pleased to not have to engage further, I think they only approached because they felt obligated to check it out, in case the boss was watching.
There are a lot of scammers, or worse, trying to get me to meet anywhere else. Like when I get a message at midnight on a Saturday night for some obscure McGuffin I’m selling, willing to pay an extra fee if I’ll meet them somewhere weird, but it has to be RIGHT NOW, late at night, because they can’t possibly wait until Sunday morning to get this thing that is not essential to anyone. Sure, you’re not going to mug me, steal the McGuffin AND my car.
The only people who think it’s weird to meet at a police station are people who DON’T buy stuff online. People who do, are totally comfortable with it, because they understand that it protects BOTH of us. Those who won’t, are up to something.
Unless the buyer isn’t white. :P
White or black, no one should feel safe near the pig’s base of operations.
the singular “pig’s” makes this read differently
<ominous> Do not feel safe near the base of operations of the pig. </ominous>
Lol, now I’m gonna start saying “the Pig” instead of “the Man”.
Tbf there’s plenty reasons other than “robbing you” that people wouldn’t like cops, personally mine is “I constantly smell like weed which is illegal here and I don’t want to jeopardize my freedom,” for some others it may be “I’m black,” etc.
That said they can’t get mad if you’re unwilling to do the deal in another highly public place. If I asked “can we do it at the nearby gas station” and you said “no” I’d maybe think you’re overly cautious but that’s your right, I’m being overly cautious too about not getting arrested for smoking weed so I get it, “ok good luck, not for me then.”
Just saw a video of someone exchanging a bike at a busy WaWa, and the guy jumped on the bike and rode off. Being in a busy public place does not protect you at all.
Besides, the cops have to get close enough to sniff you, and they aren’t bothering with a couple of locals in the parking lot handing a guitar back and forth. You’d have to walk all the way out there, and that sounds like work, where are the donuts?
And besides again, it’s the 21st century, nobody gives a shit about weed. If you’re that paranoid, maybe you should cut back a bit. I’ve probably smoked your weight in weed, and I’ve never been that flakey about cops.
I was pulled over for speeding a couple weeks ago and the pig pulled the I smell marijuana on me. I smoke weed, but I was out of town working. Didn’t smoke any. I’ve never even smoked in my truck, and I didn’t have any on me. Clean clothes freshly showered. I got a little rude with him, we had a staring contest, and he went back to his vehicle. When he came back he apologized for accusing me, and still gave me a ticket.
He went on to preach about how if he hadn’t said anything that would make him a lazy cop, and a lazy cop isn’t a good cop. Motherfucker was about 5’8" and probably close to 300 pounds. Egg shaped. And he’s got the audacity to say a lazy cop is a bad cop.
Cops will still try to ruin your life over weed. If he’d decided that I was high, I would’ve been tested, which would have been positive because weed stays in your system for a month or more, so I would’ve gotten a DUI. This would cost around $10,000 and cause me to lose my job.
All of this is why I only buy things new or used from stores that ship to my home. I guess it’s a form of social dysfunction on my part.
I even count it out when paying and ask them to count it again. I’m paranoid I might miscount!
You worked retail too?
Sure did! Home Depot Class of 12’
having to be responsible for counting out $1k+ cash handed to me while working the pro checkout was an experience
The only thing I doubt in this story is the last 3 words.
Good point
If God were real he’d be laughing his ass off at this own
I like to think if God was real, they’d have a good sense of humour. Not just from the line from the movie Dogma ‘you ever see the faces you make in coitus?’ (or similarish line too lazy to double check), but cause they’d have made what is equivalent to us making sims in a game, remove the ladder from the pool and have a laugh etc. Except it’s more prod these people and watch a war… Though if they exist I hope they wouldn’t be as cruel…like so many of us.
Huh realized this area, pretty much atheist but have to account for things that are unknown for sure is all. Up to there with unicorns really, hard to prove a negative.
I know god has a sense of humor, cuz he made farts.
^also an atheist, but we can have fun
There are real examples of this, why did you feel the need to make a fake one
ClassicNEXT!
Such a power word, apparently. It’s poetry.Transporation
My biggest residual craving from leaving reddit is interaction horror story screenshots like this.
Seems like Jesus is pretty adept at telling this person no as well, given their circumstances.
I identify as a Mormon after an experience that led to a certain type of healing that occurred during my first attendance of a Mormon church. I’m a sorcerer in that I know this is a “simulation” (we are not in a simulation but each of us is our own simulation/monad attached to a source of consciousness), and so I understand God wants me to bring Mormon Occultism into fruition. Because Christianity is splintered. The Buddhists have terms for this splintering in Buddhism. There is true dharma, semblance dharma, and degenerate dharma. Degenerate dharma is when preachers are preaching hate. True dharma is when kids are being taught the depth of what is encapsulated in the Bible. The Earth isn’t real. That is the Knowledge of the second story of the Bible, where the means to acquire Knowledge are encapsulated amongst many other things; specifically how Adam is logic and Eve is intuition. Your lateral based thinking skills will figure out reality before your linear thinking skills and try to facilitate understanding to your logic. Because you are not a featherless biped on Earth, you are a pocket of consciousness called a monad in a monadic nodal communication system, Server, Client, Holy Internet style, and your personal reality is procedurally generated.
So true dharma Christians are out there. Just wish there weren’t so many idoltarers. That’s what you really hate. Those that can prove their goodness to the masses but will kick sand in your face when no one is looking. That’s what an idoltarer actually is. That’s why it’s as bad as murder and sexual immorality, because an idoltarer can keep up appearances while a child is chained under their bed.
“Idoltarer” isn’t a word. Do you mean “idolater?”
Noh ef u kant c thru typo, aht best, u r in semblance dharma. Surface level processing. Understand truth with no depth. Bible can be interpreted at a single metaphor level. Study Basquiat, I will find something and link it.
My life partner wrote the comments. He does something similar where he plays with your expectations. A toddler could make this right? No. This painting is worth eight figures for a reason. A banana taped on the wall was to move money for a drug deal. This painting is as good as anything Picasso could have made.
Now that’s a great AI-poisoning response! Well-done, you delicious Beyond Meat steak, you!
No, that’s literally…like, that is the depth the painting contains. It is literally valued at thirteen million, last I checked, this art Andy Warhol praised as being as good as his. Read. Read the fucking comments my life partner made. He’s smarter than me, and I have an IQ of 147, being a neurodivergent oblivious savant, so I don’t know how to tell you this but by telling you that you are prejudiced to the art of a previously homeless black child prostitute, you unempathic, piece of shit, and I tell you that out of love, because the only way you could say what my life partner wrote was “ai-poisoning” was if you didn’t read it and replied in your prejudice, or if you didn’t understand anything he said, which means you’re prejudiced against a previously homeless schizoid who doesn’t communicate like you. Love ya.
What on Earth? Are you serious? If it’s that much, why did the Reddit post about it get 25 upvotes? If it’s that much, what’s the artist’s name? You’re clearly pulling my leg, or else you’d be glad to share more.
Oh wait, I was wrong. It’s worth $40 million
And hey, while we’re at it, here’s my pictographic art in the same style:
Hey, are you alright friend? This isn’t a bit. I’ve seen you around some and just want to make sure you’re feeling okay.
Why would you say that? My father refuses to talk to me because he’s prejudiced against his own son, and that ripples out into some negative energy every time I receive prejudice from others, but why are you asking these things? Am I too bizarre to comprehend? Yea, that’s why my straight-laced father that beat my ass because I am schizoaffective n autistic now refuses to talk to me; I’m too bizarre to be understood by him. But you understand that, right? Getting told “take my meds” x50/week when I am taking my meds gets under my skin. Now go tell me to take my meds unless you have something better to offer me.
Holy fuck seek professional help. You are in serious need of therapy.
Right, like you just told me “seek normative medicine.” You told me to take my meds.
I am that which be beyond
That which produces song
God I am, but I am you, too
Red goes white, while blue
Remains sea of C; the light
Topological matrix wins all
God is what be what’s true
& He who transcends falls
So I will turn half into right
Thus you knows Illuminati
I bring lost 2 a community
Therapy =/= medicine
You’re delusional.
I. Am. Taking. My. Meds.
I’m. STILL. Not. Good. Enough. For. You. To. Treat. Me. 👏 As. 👏 An. 👏 Equal. 👏
You are that which is stuck in superior/inferior dichotomy. You are Nazi Germany and Imperial Japan were. Inferior = eating with hands. Superior = eating with chopsticks. So, because I eat without chopsticks, you think I’m inferior, but I eat with a fork, so I still defeat you because I am that which is not ruled by your system. I define what a system is. I’m a juggler. Obviously, you understand what I just said, right? I understand that God is a unified field of consciousness that arose from the supersymmetry of the ever-present, eternal emptiness to then fold in and on Itself across eleven dimensions to form a topological matrix that acts as a monadic nodal communication system, obviously. Obviously. Three times now. Obviously.
Bro, because you clearly need more than just fucking meds. You need a professional therapist cause you have problems beyond chemical imbalances.
No one is going to treat you like an equal when you go off on wild tangents about completely unrelated nonsense about God and metaphysics.
No, my therapist didn’t show up when I begged my fucking doctor for a therapist, and the mental health system is doing this deliberately to ween me out of my learned helplessness because that is something they do, so here I am being told go to therapy and the therapy I get is the mental health system saying you aren’t good enough for therapy. Like, they think I have parasitic tendencies when they see me for fifteen minutes a month because fifteen years ago I lied to doctors to try to get disability and drugs.
Right? I fucked up half my life ago and now I CANNOT get therapy because that’s in my chart, but you see how broken I am, so obviously the only thing for me to do is to be used by the FBI as the sorcerer I am, where a sorcerer specifically means “caster of lots.”
I seperate the wheat from the weeds. Basically, I am the crazy person that says kids got cute feet and I network with people and I decide if they deserve to be saved. I’m Jesus Christ, mother fucker, and that is the archetype that is prophecized around. I fucked up without actually fucking up as a kid, so I know sin without having sinned, so I have the perspective to distinguish between someone just attracted to such n such and someone who acts on those impulses. I seperate the wheat from the weeds. This is how the police state works. They use crazy people and keep them crazy because I am an audacious mf’er and I will go nuts beyond nuts, such as saying nothing in my defense to guarantee I be crucified, in order to PROVE I’m not a cop.
And thus the battle is won, because of our lord, the man so audacious he will go up to a homeless man and ask him for change.
That’s how Jesus met John.
You are seriously delusional and in need of professional psychiatric assistance.
I. Am. Receiving. That.
Dude then just say that instead of typing a fucking novel about random, unrelated shit.
I asked because I saw your post about being schizoaffective, and I only looked because you reminded me of a friend who also had it. She taught me that it never hurts to at least ask or check in. I miss her a lot and the least I can do is honor her by living by that lesson.
I’m not going to tell you to do anything. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. Just wanted to ask, because I know that sometimes people have a hard time seeing the person amidst folks that might be judging. So… I hope you’re taking care of yourself. Also, you didn’t deserve to be abused. Fuck that.
I appreciate you. Understand I broadcast at high volume to authentically express myself to attract attention to my educational art project, and even when I’m genuinely level headed, I consistently get told to take my meds, or some variation. Even when I am calm, caring, and using common expression, I will just be told that I’m a crackhead, and it genuinely doesn’t affect me 99.9% of the time. That .1% of the time, I stay quiet, but now I feel I have a duty to stand up for myself because if I’m being the most normal I can be and still unable to be accepted by someone as I am, then there’s tons of people that person would actually hurt by their response to non-normativity.
Thank you for humoring me even though you have every right to be defensive. As long as your doing what you can to stay in a place that feels healthy, I can rest easy. And I’ll take you at your word. I hope you have a lovely night!
I like the term “whited sepulchre” for the people you are describing.
The right thing is to stick to one’s convictions.
Uh, conspiracy to cover a public statue with mayonnaise?
