- Joined
- Jul 16, 2021
I think it's interesting how nobody's ever gotten mad at you for committing opsec sin by talking about the store at the center of these everybody clapped stories since a cafe in the french quarter blasting boomer metal would be so easy to spot you'd be endangering yourself and potentially getting the cops in trouble for blabbing to a racist. In all the years you've been yapping about it nobody's ever asked to come there or what you sell or expressed any curiosity over anything you post really. Almost like it's taken for granted even by fellow travelers this is a larp if anyone even reads it. You don't seem embarrassed or even aware you're being treated as though you're playing pretend like a child or a very unwell man with an inferiority complex, which is pretty depressing.
It is hilarious in these tall tales you don't feel important enough to pretend to be a cop. The cops are such big dick authority-haver racists you can't imagine being one for the purposes of lying on the internet. You settle for a background role of the clucking peasant cheerleader even in your fantasies.
Yet you've never even come close, Ashley, have you? Gain another 20 pounds about it, that'll show me.
