I wonder if Sanderella even noticed before he hit post. Yes, you have to do another take, or you'll look like a drooling retard. This is why your only client is a dick pill company and yours is the face of erectile
St.Bernard looks sorta angry. He looks and sounds like he's been crying. The sad part is he doesn't even know what he is. He dated Peppermint and said he's just as attracted to transwomen as to women. Setting gender to the side, that's a homosexual date and SanBernardino knows it. He knew Peppermint is a man and repulsion read on his face and actions, just the same as he knew Noah is a woman and they actually had chemistry, again reading on his face and actions. He's admitted publicly that he's just as into homosexual relationships as heterosexual ones, as long as one of them is in drag. He's at least bi, and if he wants to declare he's heterosexual he should say he'd never date transwomen, because they're men. Enjoy your confused head and dick until you figure out your error, Sinned.
Damn this is pretty sad lmao. He's so lost about his life, and is experiencing midlife crisis too. While pretending how "positive" he is and whoring it out on social media. Please get off social media and find a real job Sandull.
He also wants to be some sort of marketing guru, the guy people call for advise. It's a good career goal, but he just ain't good at it. He doesn't do campaigns, he just says "I'm Sander, buy this product because me, Sander, says so".
I wanted to argue that, technically, he's experiencing quarter-life crisis. But it's Sangria we're talking about, so maybe...
We're his biggest fans at this point. Last IAJ season ended 2 years ago. I doubt his unattractive, weird, hide-the-pain-harold is inviting any new clients
It's true. This has become a Sandurr thread. Watching his "waaah! I'm straight!" video felt exactly like Chris Chan's videos declaring the same thing.
See what stifle-the-suffering-Sander and his positivity rictus can do for your brand! Now with: 33% more fat! 33% less hair! 33% more hirsute!
Weirder, the identity is new as a concept. Homosexuality used to be something you did, not something you are.
Yeah you meet a lot of people like that in academia.
Yup! It’s livestock behavior. I find it so alarming that many men seem to believe their lives peak in college. Not saying you can’t have fond memories of school and your younger years. And I get being lost and confused right after graduation if you didn’t have a job lined up, or had the wrong job lined up. But missing going to school with a backpack on your back at 27? Honestly one of my recurring nightmare is being back in either high school or college.
Jazz was really never the lolcow here. Some things he did or happened to him were funny (like that time they were learning how to ski and he fell flat in his face, hahahhaaaaaaa... aysh...), but his life ain't funny or even cringe inspiring. It inspires pity and compassion, even when he's been a little bitch. One of the few subjects of this place you can really say "it was never his/her fault".
Eh, sometimes I miss college but when I break down the things I miss vs. the things I don't miss, it's kind of a crapshoot.
Come for the inevitable murder-suicide, stay for the Salad.
This is so true. What happened to Jazz is just criminal and we can laugh at some of the things he does but he is a mutilated eunuch with an insane mother who takes a handful of antidepressants every day so he doesn't off himself and that is just sad,
I imagine there’s absolutely no spontaneity when it comes to having sex with Sarcoidosis. Every time his girlfriend tries to initiate by snuggling against him/kissing him, he completely derails the proceedings by giving a long, exhaustive speech about the importance of consent, and then triple- and quadruple-checks that he absolutely, categorically, 150% has her consent, while cementing that she has his. What follows is probably 15 minutes of sexual disappointment comparable to trying the re-thread the string through the squishy ball on a Boxbollen. She then waits with great anticipation for him to emerge from the post-coital haze and excuse himself to the bathroom, at which point she can get some satisfaction from her true boyfriend- her fingers. Just an unsexy, unfulfilling experience all around.
That video contains a great shot of Jaron falling victim to some unfortunately-timed (for him) light shadowing.
