Her boyfriend at the time was one of those douchebags that always had to challenge you to something, or always had to one up you. “I bet you can’t beat me at Dance Dance Revolution!” “You’ve got a 1911? Well I’ve got a Desert Eagle!” etc. etc.
What a fucking asshole. They were made for each other. She dumped his needy ass and married some fat beta with money. And they lived happily ever after.
Naturally she and him were raging Leftists. Of course.
Let me paint you a picture:
Her boyfriend at the time was one of those douchebags that always had to challenge you to something, or always had to one up you. “I bet you can’t beat me at Dance Dance Revolution!” “You’ve got a 1911? Well I’ve got a Desert Eagle!” etc. etc.
What a fucking asshole. They were made for each other. She dumped his needy ass and married some fat beta with money. And they lived happily ever after.
Naturally she and him were raging Leftists. Of course.