The problem with high school is that coming from elementary and middle school, the fat guy is cool. Entering high school everything is about appearance and the fat guy becomes an outcast. I'm not gonna say high school was easy, but it wasn't that bad. Helped me get where I am today so, I will take what I can get. And those action figures are worth a fortune dingus.
College...fat guy is once again cool. The parking and transit job was out of nowhere but I enjoyed it. Teaching insufferable _______s like yourself that you cannot just do what you want (fake beard in a public setting) and get away with it. I had fun at that job. Learned a lot about responsibility, and a lot about people and how they treat you. One thing I learned is someone will grovel at your feet until they no longer need you, then they begin to try and tear you down. One thing I take away from that job...the thick skin to laugh at people like you. Thank god for that.
The satisfaction I got from writing tickets was plenty. Trust me...seeing a turbo slut run into the parking office crying her eyes out because she got caught was total satisfaction. I loved it. But I love accounting more. I'm good at it. It puts a roof over my family and food in their mouths...and into my thighs...sigh. I have never read Animal Farm, but I get the gist of it. I don't see how there is any correlation to this situation but since you are performing the psycho analysis I will not let it bother me.
If my ambition is to be a troll on a message board...seems like my ambition is coming to fruition (rhymes). It seems to bother you and your cohorts to no end that I don't drool at how cool you and the Peppa Pit are. I think it's embarrassing. But that's me. What does my opinion mean outside of this message board? Nothing. Here, it seems to get you guys all wadded up down south. I like that. I like that you guys cannot accept that everyone doesn't like you. I like that you cannot fathom people not totally digging the whole fake beard thing. I see you and your pals as a group of ____ing posers. Nothing more, nothing less. The only connection we share is that we root for the same team. Other than that, I think you guys would be better served sticking xxxs into light sockets and stop wasting precious air and resources for the rest of us.
Unlike you...I understand what this is. It's the internet. Any one with fingers, a computer, internet access, and a 10% grasp of the English language can become Sigmund Freud at the drop of a hat. I hope it made you feel good to tear me down. You aren't the first, you won't be the last. I hope it made you feel like a big strong man. I hope it makes you sleep better at night. If anything I hope it makes you finally feel...adequate. I know sometimes life can make you feel insignificant. I like to think I helped you turn a corner here today. This one was free...next time you need to feel like a big man...go ____ a midget.