M
I only went to one university frat house in my life to film a local black DG who nearly severed a girls spine for bumping into his set, and because my invitation was unbeknownst to the host, my 5'5 ass was nearly beaten to a pulp by these drunken Chad fucks — only the presence and interference of the 6'5 DJ who had pulled me along to film his trash saved me from total embarrassment in front of a frat and sorority.
I just remember filming the DJ and turning to these fucking chads and foids lift up a bottle of tequila under a Walmart disco light while slutty pop music was being played and thinking to myself, "I fucking hate society, I hate everyone. Why the fuck am I here?"
I turn and film these hot girls and one of them drunkenly says, "take our picture, take a video," while they do these hot poses. Then one of the slightly overweight foids (beckie+ tier) says "do I look good?" and me and my asbergers, replies, "you look beautiful..."
Not the right word. I should have said hot.
She immeidately looks at me like I wanted to rape her. I'm not joking. The 6'5 black DJ can nearly sever a girl's spine, and they get over it and will probably fuck him and his Chad friends later, but that one word, "beautiful," said autistically... it sent shivers down her spine.
She felt as if she was raped there and then, or she was in the presence of a serial killer.
I'm standing there with the camera telling myself that it's not 18th century England anymore "you fucking retard," and just mad that nothing has gone right in the past 2hrs. Even my filming sucked ass, and the DJ never used it anyway.
Beckie backs up. Slowly. She keeps staring at me like I've raped her. I've never seen eyes so fearful in my life. She legitimately believes she's about to be murdered, and all I did was give her a compliment. It was the word and way I said it, but know if Chad said it, I don't think she'd have cared. If he said, "girl, you gross," she probably would have laughed.
I left 10mins after because her friends kept staring at me, and that was my last encounter with foids and chads in a decade
I just remember filming the DJ and turning to these fucking chads and foids lift up a bottle of tequila under a Walmart disco light while slutty pop music was being played and thinking to myself, "I fucking hate society, I hate everyone. Why the fuck am I here?"
I turn and film these hot girls and one of them drunkenly says, "take our picture, take a video," while they do these hot poses. Then one of the slightly overweight foids (beckie+ tier) says "do I look good?" and me and my asbergers, replies, "you look beautiful..."
Not the right word. I should have said hot.
She immeidately looks at me like I wanted to rape her. I'm not joking. The 6'5 black DJ can nearly sever a girl's spine, and they get over it and will probably fuck him and his Chad friends later, but that one word, "beautiful," said autistically... it sent shivers down her spine.
She felt as if she was raped there and then, or she was in the presence of a serial killer.
I'm standing there with the camera telling myself that it's not 18th century England anymore "you fucking retard," and just mad that nothing has gone right in the past 2hrs. Even my filming sucked ass, and the DJ never used it anyway.
Beckie backs up. Slowly. She keeps staring at me like I've raped her. I've never seen eyes so fearful in my life. She legitimately believes she's about to be murdered, and all I did was give her a compliment. It was the word and way I said it, but know if Chad said it, I don't think she'd have cared. If he said, "girl, you gross," she probably would have laughed.
I left 10mins after because her friends kept staring at me, and that was my last encounter with foids and chads in a decade
Last edited:
