My story starts at my friends house. I go to his house and we chill like normal.. -I wish I could put this into some sort of rhyming form, it would be epic - So I'm on his computer, I click the net, so pops up his most visited websites. I see "4chan" and say "WHAT IS THIS" with much emotion. "Only faggots with no lives go there" I exlaim!" Then I soon remembered, oh yeah Justin has no life, he is a sponsored guitar hero player.
So I click the 4chan, and am there for the first time. WHOA I shout, theres a new post every second! He says "yeah there a fuckton of people on here" For the next 30 seconds I looked around. Then I said he was a fag and left.
Then I got home...I was on it again..Now I'm on it usually when I'm on here at like 3 in the morning.
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So I click the 4chan, and am there for the first time. WHOA I shout, theres a new post every second! He says "yeah there a fuckton of people on here" For the next 30 seconds I looked around. Then I said he was a fag and left.
Then I got home...I was on it again..Now I'm on it usually when I'm on here at like 3 in the morning.
But in the end its just a waste of reading a paragraph.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RbFnH66eGtU