Scoundrel

Ascended programming.

You can cry and piss your pants all you want, but hating gambling has zero effect on gambling. Until people respect and fundamentally understand gambling, gambling will win the war on gambling.

I just had a relapse. I paid a back alley dealer $100 for an argument. My therapist always told me I was addicted to debating people, but I never used to believe her. Then one day I got into an argument with a gay person. I told him that even if a guy is sexually attracted to men, he should still voluntarily marry and have kids with a woman. He told me that I was only arguing that because as a straight man, I didn't know how awful it was like to perform sex acts with someone of a sex I wasn't attracted to. He said that I didn't have the conviction. It was in the middle of sucking his dick just to win the argument that I finally realized that I had a problem.

The "making spirits rise" line in Jingle Bells is a subtle reference to the fact that Santa is a necromancer.

My favorite table-top dungeon crawling game has got to be Chutes and Ladders.

My parents named me "Brundly." Brundly Schmitt. Fuck my parents. I hate them so much...

I'm studying for a polygraph test right now! I hope I pass!

My name appears in the Epstein files a huge number of times, but it's because my name just happens to be Jeffrey, not because I'm a pedophile. I mean, I am a pedophile, but that's unrelated.

Shitcoins? No, not for me. I prefer slop-layers.