OneyPlays - have a boy... with friends

While we're at it, a question for the DD chatters who haven't gotten bored of the thread yet; how exactly DO you reconcile shit like Islam with gay culture? You can't have it both ways, if you want your heckin wholesome gay trans chungus streamers you have to disavow the brown muzzies. No, pointing to gay-friendly fictional "Muslim" characters who wear a hijab and ignore every other tenet of the faith doesn't count. How do you reconcile the cultures without sacrificing either's values? The obvious answer: they stay far the fuck away
Their retarded fanbase are simping for sandniggers, who would throw them from rooftops without any hesitation as soon as they would take power? Are you fucking serious?
Some people are too stupid to live. Holy shit.
 
TO DING DONG:

Who the hell do you think you are? You’re any kind of artist? Anybody know who you are? Maybe everybody else wants to enjoy the peace and quiet. This is one of the most important places in North America and who are you? Who are you? You miserable presumptions no talent. You’re no artist. An artist respects the silence, it serves the foundation of creativity. You obviously don’t have the talent. You don’t have enough respect for yourself or other people, or know what it means to respect yourself. In music or any form of creativity. And I’m an NYU fil-school graduate. Sucker. And the School of Visual Art in the Academy of Art University in San Francisco. You suck. You’re a no talent. If you really have talent, go practice. And then get yourself a gig, instead of ruining the day for everybody down here. You disgrace. You are everything that’s gone wrong in this world. You’re a self consumed, no-talent, mediocre piece of shit. And I’ve earned my right to say it. Okay? In 1975, I walked Bob Dylan up on stage. Who the fuck are you? I knew the Grateful Dead from 1966. Who the fuck are you? You’re nothing. You are nothing. And you will never be anything. Never. How dare you? You miserable, mediocre nothing. Shame on you. You crack a stupid little smile, you little pimp. Go learn to play. You’re flat. You can’t even carry a fucking note. I don’t care about your little horn lip, it doesn’t mean you know how to play. You’re flat. I’ve trained classically, I’ve trained contemporaneously, and you suck.
 
Their retarded fanbase are simping for sandniggers, who would throw them from rooftops without any hesitation as soon as they would take power? Are you fucking serious?
this has been the state of the democratic party and leftism for at least a decade now, suicidal empathy is their main platform next to mutilating the genitals of children and young adults.
 
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same energy
 
So is DD actually a skinny gay black man or what
I genuinely believe he is indian. Probably 2nd or 3Gen, What leads me to believe this is the way he is slurring his words but most of the time sounds like a west coast white man. He used to not but he probably started picking up his pidgin again when stopped hanging out with the oney group. How oddly an Appu joke was the bridge to far. The way his family would cast him out for being gay. In these days uncommon for a western family to be so harsh. My theory anyway.
 
Who the hell do you think you are? You’re any kind of artist? Anybody know who you are? Maybe everybody else wants to enjoy the peace and quiet. This is one of the most important places in North America and who are you? Who are you? You miserable presumptions no talent. You’re no artist.
You suck! You've got no talent!
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What's the dirt he has on Chris again? That he shittalked DD&J while brapping up a storm in their bathroom?
The activity in this thread way oversells how interesting this development is: Ding Dong streams to whine about shit regularly. Something tells my Oney is just going to win by not addressing it, like usual.
 
Comfort is the enemy of creativity, for indeed once you can just bilk retarded paypiggy dead-ends of disposable income because they share a sexuality with you, you are completely relieved.

You needn't create, deliver, evolve, or iterate: you can simply do the same thing, forever, and be rewarded by the same people, forever, ala one DSP. And the longer that stagnation yawns on, the more critical it is to invent excuses to never look back: to never gauge just how long you've sat idle.

Without impetus, there is only impulse; and that's a terrible thing.

Thank you for reading my audition to be the creative lead for YIIK IV: BACK TO THE YIIKTURE (please hire me)
 
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