Something Awful and Friends - The roller-coaster train-wreck embarrassing downfall of a Web 1.0 giant and its tick offspring like from Cloverfield

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That Ellen Page gal is trooning out in some pansexual queer nonbinary retard way so it's not even really trooning out but basically just attention whoring.
 
They just bumped this probation from 1 day to 31 days.

You get fewer days off for wanting to murder people.

It's because the statement cuts deep, they're not funny and they have nothing to say. The Forum was once the big dick of net comedy, now it's an irrelivant shell which other sites dunk on. I mean REeeesetera provides everything it currently does and it isnt even supposed to be a comedy site. The front page hasnt been updated since June and I suspect the bans or people just leaving are exceding influx for quite a while now.

It's roughly the equivelant of following a dying man around dressed as the grim reaper. I'm unsuprised they're annoyed.
 
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I think Kiwi Farms and SA users finally have something to bond over now.

Edit: BTW, I saw in another thread someone said that SA got the FBI visit over Trump death threats, and for the record that’s not true, it was either Bush or Obama, I can’t remember, but definitely not Trump.
Bush, and it was secret service after a dnd circle jerk over killing Bush and Cheney
 
Well let me start out by saying hello, this is my first post. I just signed up yesterday and I was looking around the forums and found this one and I have quite a story for y'all. I was going to an alternative school and I had just moved into my dad's house because me and my mom were not getting along at the time. My dad worked all the time and I didn't know anyone in the area. The apartment complex was right off of the highway. So it's just me and my neighbor mostly chilling and smoking weed the whole time.

I was mostly alone. I had been depressed since I was about 15. I was an angry little fuck but I never had the problems I have today before moving in there. I spend most of my time alone and playing video games. I would play audiobooks in the background and listen to music constantly.

I had a soundtrack of lofi hip hop always playing in the at full blast in the house. Overtime I started to unravel little by little. I don't remember how gradually it happened but I started to he faint voiceless whispers. I believe that turned into something I will never be able to understand.

I would hear the whispers coming from the audiobooks I would play. I would here things that would come through my music and it was always strange. If I would have to describe my life from that time to even now I would say it's very strange.

A day in my life was like this. wake up from a mundane but relaxing dream, go to work and come home and work out. Sounds fine but the thing I was doing all day was talking to myself and replying to some vague voice. I remember one day I was getting changed to go to work and I heard a voice say "I bet 10$ you'd kill yourself yesterday" Really put me in the spirit to work.

I went down to Florida for a graduation present from my aunt. I can't say I had an all around bad time but I would be Ok one moment and not alright the next. I was probably acting strange but I was just dealing with bullshit all day long. On the trip I was listening to the book it. About 20 hours into the book I was having problems so I walked to the cafe. As I am walking I hear pennywise in my head saying evil shit. Then there was the turtle from the book "god" responding with positive responses. I just remember sitting there watching a Mexican guy clean up tables.

After that I went to a mental institution days after getting home from Florida

If you would like me to continue my story I will be sure to but I don't want to waste my time.

 
Well let me start out by saying hello, this is my first post. I just signed up yesterday and I was looking around the forums and found this one and I have quite a story for y'all. I was going to an alternative school and I had just moved into my dad's house because me and my mom were not getting along at the time. My dad worked all the time and I didn't know anyone in the area. The apartment complex was right off of the highway. So it's just me and my neighbor mostly chilling and smoking weed the whole time.

I was mostly alone. I had been depressed since I was about 15. I was an angry little fuck but I never had the problems I have today before moving in there. I spend most of my time alone and playing video games. I would play audiobooks in the background and listen to music constantly.

I had a soundtrack of lofi hip hop always playing in the at full blast in the house. Overtime I started to unravel little by little. I don't remember how gradually it happened but I started to he faint voiceless whispers. I believe that turned into something I will never be able to understand.

I would hear the whispers coming from the audiobooks I would play. I would here things that would come through my music and it was always strange. If I would have to describe my life from that time to even now I would say it's very strange.

A day in my life was like this. wake up from a mundane but relaxing dream, go to work and come home and work out. Sounds fine but the thing I was doing all day was talking to myself and replying to some vague voice. I remember one day I was getting changed to go to work and I heard a voice say "I bet 10$ you'd kill yourself yesterday" Really put me in the spirit to work.

I went down to Florida for a graduation present from my aunt. I can't say I had an all around bad time but I would be Ok one moment and not alright the next. I was probably acting strange but I was just dealing with bullshit all day long. On the trip I was listening to the book it. About 20 hours into the book I was having problems so I walked to the cafe. As I am walking I hear pennywise in my head saying evil shit. Then there was the turtle from the book "god" responding with positive responses. I just remember sitting there watching a Mexican guy clean up tables.

After that I went to a mental institution days after getting home from Florida

If you would like me to continue my story I will be sure to but I don't want to waste my time.

I mean, yeah.. I'm gay too
 
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