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You will never be a real wumao. You have no citizenship, you have no allegiance, you have no pay. You are a commie twisted by laziness and cute twinkry into a crude mockery of the state's perfection.
All the "validation" you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your "friends" laugh at your r-slurred shitposting behind closed doors.
Chinese are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed them to sniff out fatties with incredible efficiency. Even Americans who are "thin" look uncanny and unnatural to a Chinese. Your weight is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a job in China, they'll turn tail and bolt the second they experience your deranged, schizophrenic ranting.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself you're winning, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it'll be too much to bear - you'll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They'll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a mutt is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably in America. This is your fate.
I see the poors are pretending to be big wallet niggas again est. 2016
Hello, welcome to 'I see the poors are pretending to be big wallet gangstas again'
This hole exists as a safe space for refugees from the Facebook(MetaTM groups of the same name. Of which there have been several iterations. We mostly exist to poke fun at the state of living in poverty. While it oftentimes is unavoidable, we do aspire to not be meanspirited. Over the years we have co-opted the term 'Peak Poor' to being someone who exudes poverty, regardless of their actual net worth. Trump and Elon both exhibit the peak poor ethos from time to time while still being the top 0.000001%. You can do something peak poor and still be a good person or a generally adjusted one. We all have a bit of poor in us.
We basically fill a niche similar to fatpeoplehate with a bit less actual malice.
PeakPoor is shotgunning mountain dews at 5 years old.
PeakPoor is not people dying of poverty. While technically the greatest heights of poverty is succumbing to it this is not funny, and is a failure
of capitalism. We do not make fun of poverty to be mean spirited such as that.
Read the room, if it's punching down too hard or really digging into someone whos a sympathetic character it doesn't belong here. (basically READ THE ROOM)
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Subscribe to this hole, it's important that we get our numbers up. Love numbers = peak poor
Bonus points for making your post title some variation of peak poor. (Pinnacle of Poverty, Prowess of the Penniless)
I am looking for a mod who will help me grow this place and encourage the facebook community where the majoryity of our members reside
to migrate. Contact me if interested.
I really do love you all so very much, i'm even spending drama coin to get some banners and marseys. thanks for being a part of the community.
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You will never be a real wumao. You have no citizenship, you have no allegiance, you have no pay. You are a commie twisted by laziness and cute twinkry into a crude mockery of the state's perfection.
All the "validation" you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your "friends" laugh at your r-slurred shitposting behind closed doors.
Chinese are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed them to sniff out fatties with incredible efficiency. Even Americans who are "thin" look uncanny and unnatural to a Chinese. Your weight is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a job in China, they'll turn tail and bolt the second they experience your deranged, schizophrenic ranting.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself you're winning, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it'll be too much to bear - you'll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They'll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a mutt is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably in America. This is your fate.
This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
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