I Don’t Care What You Think

Jeffor likes me.  That’s all I need.  I don’t even need this lamp or this thermos or this chair.


My sales doubled when the Fag770.com crowd spent 30 comments reassuring each other that the big, bad booger-man wasn’t real or serious or geez let’s all hope he doesn’t come back.  Well, they doubled again when Jeffor dropped his positive review and coupled it with the observation that we all need to point and mock the mockable doofuses like Scalzi even harder.

They can’t take it.  We can – we’ve had decades of practice taking it.  They thought they’d won and were immune to criticism, but the truth is they are weak and fragile souls already battered by weight problems, bad skin, and an absolute dearth of sexy time prospects that can be mated with in a well it room.  All it takes is a little push, a little verbal cutting, and they fall to pieces.

Oh, they put on a brave face, but at night, when they are all alone with their thoughts, your little jabs and jibes hit them like a ton of bricks and then they dive face first into that magic combination of Haagen-Daz and prescription medication.  Enough of those and then it’s straight to the booby hatch where they can never plague our wonderful little elf-game nerdery again.

Our rules didn’t land on SJWs, SJWs landed on our rulebooks.

Show them no mercy.


About The Alt-Right DM

At long last, a tall cool drink of alt-right water in the midst of a liberal and cuckservative desert. Inspired by the need for soldiers in the Culture War, E. Reagan Wright volunteered to stand up to the forces of progressivism before they complete their takeover of the once energetic, diverse and just plain fun hobby of role-playing games. A lone voice in the digital wilderness preaching to that quiet, right-wing remnant that has languished in the cold for years. E. Reagan Wright loves his Mom, guns, apple pie, football, and calling that lesser game by its rightful name - soccer.
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