*tip*

Hello ladies! I see you are admiring my TF2 achievement collection.
My Carnival of Carnage brings all the scrubs to the yard,
I can teach you but I have to charge.

I'm a nice guy, what do I have to do to prove that to you?
Well it's too late. I've classified you as a pleb ♥♥♥♥♥.
I'm sure you're off banging some douchebro football player
with the IQ of a 7 year old. You've lost your chance at having
a meaningful relationship with an intellectual gentlesir. To
think I was ready to introduce you to mother and show you
my MLP collection. Well you can kiss all that goodbye while
you're off getting drunk and catching STDs.

Welp, I'm off to the 7-11 for some Mountain Dew and Doritos
to drown m'sorrows.

Just when I thought this day couldn't get any worse, M'Vespa
wouldn't start so I had to walk to le 7-11 in the rain and they
were out of Baja Blast so I was forced to purchase Code Red
like a sheeple. Fear not, I was sure to tell the pleb cashier
that my visit was a 2/10 I shall not be returning for
future business transactions. I wrote about this in my
yellowbooks review.