Remember when you ruined a podcast project after 4 episodes because you're a drunk mentally deranged retard that gave himself PTSD?
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Drunk drunk mental mental drunk drunk drunk.
Jesus Christ, fatty. Stop projecting the problems you have in yourself that you recognize in me and come up with some new material.
I know I have issues with alcohol that's why I took care of them. I've talked openly about it as well as about my mental problems with anxiety attacks and PTSD. You're not really getting me on anything because I've already exposed that part of myself to everyone. Your "gotchas" are as pathetic as telling your family that you're morbidly obese, everybody's already known that for years.
Fuck, Nektar may go after me about some non-issues in order to start an argument, but at least he's always original and constantly makes me laugh.
Looking at you and thinking about your life just makes me want to change my name to Willy B. Hardigan
Reason: If you don't understand that Willy B. Hardigan joke, you got to read it out loud.