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Destiny's cucking out of the lawsuit, big surprise.
Destiny cucked out.mp4
Shit like this is one of the main reasons why he gets so much shit from all sides, he NEVER retaliates and never puts in any effort to fight back.
He's just a punching bag and you get free clout for shitting on him from his troon antifans, easy way to make a living with 50-100 viewers in Twitch politics, enabled & approved by Destiny. 🤣

Maybe Lucas will trigger him again and he'll sue, doubt it though. He's never put any effort into defending himself, so this is probably the end and no lawsuit memes.🙁
Apparently Destiny no longer cares about lolsuiting Keffals, because Keff "no longer insults him" and shit
 
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Dick Masterson's newest monetization platform has released, claims to be uncensorable via using Web3 technology.

 
Adam Sessler, formerly of Tech TV, then G4, then the ill-fated G4 revival, is in the midst of a days-long Twitter meltdown over the topic of "gamers." Not really even anything in particular, mostly just making negative statements and appending "gamers" as the subject.

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This has been going on for days and, in fact, he's still at it even as I type this post. Scrolling through his timeline, his volume of tweets seems to have risen significantly since about January 6th or 7th. Perhaps worth mentioning at this point is that he's also notorious for appearing on-camera while sweating, twitching, and displaying what can only be described as "coke jaw," at more than one E3 event while he was still host of X-Play.

Post in thread 'Adam Sessler' https://kiwifarms.net/threads/adam-sessler.40394/post-14180420
 
Prince Harry's book is out and, well... Let's say it sure is something.

Sounds like a science fiction story I once read.

This fucking book.:lit: "Eventually, somehow, we made our way back to Monica’s. That is, Courteney’s. It was night. I walked down some stairs to her beachfront and stood with my toes in the ocean, watching the lacy surf come forward, recede, come forward, for what felt like ages. I looked from the water to the sky, back and forth. Then I stared directly at the moon. It was speaking to me. Like the bin and the toilet. What was it saying? That the year ahead would be good. Good how? Something big. Really? Big. Not more of the same? No, something special. Really, Moon? Promise. Please don’t lie to me. I was nearly the age Pa had been when he’d got married, and he’d been considered a tragically late bloomer. At thirty-two he’d been ridiculed for his inability or unwillingness to find a partner. I was staring thirty-two in the face. Something has to change. Please? It will. I opened my mouth to the sky, to the moon. To the future. Aaaah."
 
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