Before she goes back to the country of two books, make sure you shower with her.
Make sure to say, “Timotei, timotei, timoteiiii” over and over again.
I just realize Travis fuckin ruined her…when she goes back to japan, after experiencing Blackzilla, all she has left is micro penis…I think you need to marry her.
When he finds out she’s 50 hilarity
Worst short story that leads nowhere
At least missing person sucked dick
You guys’ creativity is awesome lol
Everything about that proposed sequel is great, except she has 3 sons and no daughters… maybe I would have to fight them as a trio… like a Japanese Cerberus
And both of her parents already passed away, so 1 less battle for me
I agree (I think?) I’m not sure everything Travis Mac is telling us actually happened. It could just bee too much Fiji vapor up the noze.
Okay like, I get that she’s in the shower, and that’s why she’s wearing a bikini. I also get that she was probably cleaning the shower, hence the maid top. I also get that socks keep your feet and subsequently the floor clean. But why the high heels? That’s murder to those floor tiles, she’s going to scratch them all up.
4/10, would not have clean my bathroom.
'16er. I feel your pain, I actually do. Everyone here is an asshole and I’m a prick.
“The country of two books”
Took me a minute to get that lol
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I agree (I think?) I’m not sure everything Travis Mac is telling us actually happened. It could just bee too much Fiji vapor up the noze.
Travis2310 writes (I fucked up the quote system)
I would have no reason to lie on an SRK forum… I was seriously looking for advice (which may not have been the best idea I’ve had)
But what resulted is WAY more awesome than I imagined. You all are a riot
If you ask me this whole thing has been one huge travisty.
…
There was another few threads as funny as this one, don’t remember where they at.
But y’all know how to cause the chuckle.
…
I WAS FUCKING RIGHT!!!
HOLY SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEET!!
So you were admitting that you were giving him haphazard advice to try to set him up to fail. What a bad friend :^(
I told you honesty is the best policy, because even if she left and hated you you weren’t a lying sack of shit. You gotta play that long game.
Okay, there are a few things we need to get out of the way my little cocoa Japophile…
First, I said you were high, not that you were a liar. Maybe these things happened to you, maybe they didn’t. We’ll never know. And don’t give me that BS about how you have no reason to lie. Nobody on the internet has any reason to lie. people love to fool other people, and subsequently, people love to believe in crazy things. I don’t like to think people lie on the internet (but I’m aware that most of them do) so even if you are lying, I’d like to think that this all, at the very least, was real for you in some way.
Second I bet you think you’re the supreme leader of honesty. The Kim Jong of honesty. The land mass you command is approximately two hundred forty-five million six hundred sixty-seven thousand eight hundred forty square feet of honesty. That sounds like a lot of honesty. But my brother once told me that he was the Richard Nixon of honesty. He has approximately eighteen billion six hundred sixty-nine million seven hundred twenty thousand nine hundred sixty square feet of honesty, filled with enough working nuclear honesty silos to honest the shit out of the world twenty-six times over. He thought that was pretty impressive too. You could probably learn a thing or two from him.
You’re both little piss ants of honesty. I doubt your minds can even fathom honesty on my scale. My honesty goes far beyond that of mortals. I am a god of honesty. This world has seen one hundred seven billion six hundred two million seven hundred seven thousand seven hundred ninety-one faces, and only about seven billion of them are still alive today. Because I’m generous, I give them each a cell about a square mile to suffer or relax in, depending on how they acted in life. So my domain is currently about Five hundred thirty-one trillion one hundred eighty-two billion two hundred ninety-seven million one hundred thirty-six thousand four hundred eighty square miles of divine honesty, and it grows as I cull the earth of saints and sinners alike!
Which brings me to my final point…
[details=Spoiler]I honestly don’t care. [details=Spoiler]Well, maybe a little…[details=Spoiler]
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You made a long ass post. . . . you fucking care.
This nigga cool with caring about some moon thot’s feelings but he aint delivered pics to srk.
Dude dont care about anybody’s feelings.
sniffle
You’re right, I care a lot. There isn’t a day that goes by where I don’t think about Travis Mac and his cougar 3d waifu. I have difficulty sleeping, wondering how it happened to THAT Floridian otaku and not THIS one. Was my mac N’ cheese game too weak? Is my skin not dark enough? It eats me up every second of every day. My only recourse is to either accept how weak and inferior I am to Travis Mac or take him out by making his story seem less credible. Because I am unable to bring myself up, and must bring those down around me to create the illusion of rising above the ranks. But how can we move forward as a community, hell, as the race of man if we are constantly trying to achieve growth this way? I should be spurring Travis on, using his story as a beacon of hope that can inspire me to achieve real growth.
Weeaboo, thank you for your words of insight. I vow to make myself a better person from this point out.
Travis…Good lookin’ out dawg.
DAAAANNNNGGGGGG
This thread delivered!
Seriously though, I feel that OP will probably have a hard time getting over her once she ends up leaving.
At the end of the day life is a tapestry of moments. Try to live in the now and don’t do anything you might regret later.