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scowl: 5/2/2018 There I was, enjoying a night filled with libations, good conversation, and merriment when it all came grinding to a halt thanks to a "wolf in waitress' clothing." Being a poor student, yet feeling magnanimous, I decided to pay for my table's drinks. I sacrificed a small animal, and lo and behold a demon appeared. With fiery red hair, and a scowl to match, she told me she'd be happy to fetch the bill. She said her name was Melissa--l assume this was her human" name, since revealing her true form would surely destroy the entire establishment. I paid the bill with my debit card and fearing that my funds were running low, I left a 10 percent tip on the bill (just drinks mind you). Before l could leave the rest of the tip in cash, the check was snatched by her talons, and in a blaze she was gone Moments later, I felt the icy touch of death on my back, with the words "was there something wrong with the service?" spoken through forked tongue, sending a chill up my spine Apologetically, I began to explain that everything was fine and hurriedly fumbled through my wallet for a greater offering to the beast. Ashamed, I left the required (apparently) cash on the table, taking the tip to about 18 percent. Wanting to make a quick getaway lest I receive another dirty look, I gathered my party (about 4 people each of whom tipped tipped to compensate my portion) and we began to exit. On my way out the door, Melissa felt the need to announce to the entire building that "that guy only left a 10 percent tip!" Defeated, degraded, and emasculated I left her lair and called the manager the next day. He told me that "this is really an issue for the owner" and never called me back. Overall, summit gets 5 stars for location, board games, and food My waitress, however, gets 1 star and can go eat a fart. Was this review...? UsefulFunnyCool Because shes the
scowl: 5/2/2018
 There I was, enjoying a night filled with libations, good
 conversation, and merriment when it all came grinding to a
 halt thanks to a "wolf in waitress' clothing." Being a poor
 student, yet feeling magnanimous, I decided to pay for my
 table's drinks. I sacrificed a small animal, and lo and behold
 a demon appeared. With fiery red hair, and a scowl to
 match, she told me she'd be happy to fetch the bill. She
 said her name was Melissa--l assume this was her
 human" name, since revealing her true form would surely
 destroy the entire establishment. I paid the bill with my
 debit card and fearing that my funds were running low, I left
 a 10 percent tip on the bill (just drinks mind you). Before l
 could leave the rest of the tip in cash, the check was
 snatched by her talons, and in a blaze she was gone
 Moments later, I felt the icy touch of death on my back, with
 the words "was there something wrong with the service?"
 spoken through forked tongue, sending a chill up my spine
 Apologetically, I began to explain that everything was fine
 and hurriedly fumbled through my wallet for a greater
 offering to the beast. Ashamed, I left the required
 (apparently) cash on the table, taking the tip to about 18
 percent. Wanting to make a quick getaway lest I receive
 another dirty look, I gathered my party (about 4 people
 each of whom tipped tipped to compensate my portion) and
 we began to exit. On my way out the door, Melissa felt the
 need to announce to the entire building that "that guy only
 left a 10 percent tip!"
 Defeated, degraded, and emasculated I left her lair and
 called the manager the next day. He told me that "this is
 really an issue for the owner" and never called me back.
 Overall, summit gets 5 stars for location, board games, and
 food
 My waitress, however, gets 1 star and can go eat a fart.
 Was this review...?
 UsefulFunnyCool
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scowl: My sister's gentle giant German Shepherd wears a bow tie everywhere because it makes people less intimidated and afraid of him. @DrSmashlove Reddit u/tricksy_trixie Say Bruh shout to u pretty a$$ ladies with resting bish face (RBF) bruv I fux with y’all. I fux witchu ladies the long way bruv y’all sexy. I’m talking and u just eyeing me. Scrutinizing me. U feel me? Am I making her mad? Is she disagreeing with me? What is she thinking? I need that. That element of risk. Like u might could reach across the table and break a bottle over my head bruv. That sh!t dangerous to me that’s sexy lol. Scowl at me. U feel me? HANGRY - even tho u just bodied four tacos, a bowl of guac, and a large horchata 😩. I fux with that. And women with RBF do well in business! That’s why women get successful and ppl be like “wow Susan is a bish” NO SHE AINT! SHE JUST GOT SKRONG RBF! “David if you don’t start being reasonable imma stab this pen into your neck. How you gon explain that to ya kids? You could have given us $17,000 more per month for this amazing software but nah. You wanted to die on your sword. Well David, act like a bish you gon DIE LIKE A BISH.” I mean I still remember tryina explain to my mama why my sister crying and my mama already got the chancleta IN HER HAND - RAISED - maybe EEN a wooden spoon in the other - just preparing for that cosmic two-tiered simultaneous SHLAP - SHMACK - CRACK of the spoon handle to end my existence u feel me? “Wow smash what a childhood that explains why you’re like this no wonder.” Ok first of all ...... YES ASF 😂. Y’all could judge my mama all u want to but u can’t have 1-on-1 convo’s with all ya chirren once u have more than three like after that u gotta be efficient and the flip flop - wooden spoon is efficient ASF. All I’m saying is at the end of the day I love my mama and perhaps RBF remind me of her Resting Boutta Whup Dat A$$ Face all I’m saying is for u ladies who are like “MY FRIENDS ALL SAY I HAVE THE WORST RBF LIKE HOW DO I GET RID OF THIS”...don’t 😍😂. As Tupac said, “You are appreciated ☺️”. Now none of u extra-a$$ ladies who follow me DM me talmbout “can I ride the Peepington while slapping u with a sandal and breaking wooden spoons on u zaddy ☺️” I told u I ain’t into being dominated! (Nah but DM me tho if u gon do it 🤤🤫) BLESS UP 😍😂😂😂
scowl: My sister's gentle giant German Shepherd
 wears a bow tie everywhere because it
 makes people less intimidated and afraid
 of him.
 @DrSmashlove
 Reddit u/tricksy_trixie
Say Bruh shout to u pretty a$$ ladies with resting bish face (RBF) bruv I fux with y’all. I fux witchu ladies the long way bruv y’all sexy. I’m talking and u just eyeing me. Scrutinizing me. U feel me? Am I making her mad? Is she disagreeing with me? What is she thinking? I need that. That element of risk. Like u might could reach across the table and break a bottle over my head bruv. That sh!t dangerous to me that’s sexy lol. Scowl at me. U feel me? HANGRY - even tho u just bodied four tacos, a bowl of guac, and a large horchata 😩. I fux with that. And women with RBF do well in business! That’s why women get successful and ppl be like “wow Susan is a bish” NO SHE AINT! SHE JUST GOT SKRONG RBF! “David if you don’t start being reasonable imma stab this pen into your neck. How you gon explain that to ya kids? You could have given us $17,000 more per month for this amazing software but nah. You wanted to die on your sword. Well David, act like a bish you gon DIE LIKE A BISH.” I mean I still remember tryina explain to my mama why my sister crying and my mama already got the chancleta IN HER HAND - RAISED - maybe EEN a wooden spoon in the other - just preparing for that cosmic two-tiered simultaneous SHLAP - SHMACK - CRACK of the spoon handle to end my existence u feel me? “Wow smash what a childhood that explains why you’re like this no wonder.” Ok first of all ...... YES ASF 😂. Y’all could judge my mama all u want to but u can’t have 1-on-1 convo’s with all ya chirren once u have more than three like after that u gotta be efficient and the flip flop - wooden spoon is efficient ASF. All I’m saying is at the end of the day I love my mama and perhaps RBF remind me of her Resting Boutta Whup Dat A$$ Face all I’m saying is for u ladies who are like “MY FRIENDS ALL SAY I HAVE THE WORST RBF LIKE HOW DO I GET RID OF THIS”...don’t 😍😂. As Tupac said, “You are appreciated ☺️”. Now none of u extra-a$$ ladies who follow me DM me talmbout “can I ride the Peepington while slapping u with a sandal and breaking wooden spoons on u zaddy ☺️” I told u I ain’t into being dominated! (Nah but DM me tho if u gon do it 🤤🤫) BLESS UP 😍😂😂😂

Say Bruh shout to u pretty a$$ ladies with resting bish face (RBF) bruv I fux with y’all. I fux witchu ladies the long way bruv y’all sex...

scowl: YOU WILL DIE IN SEVEN DAYS uhree Wake it or leave it. TTStoryTime "Okay class, it's the end of Anti-bullying week. I will now hand back your graded research papers." She walks to and fro, delivering the students their reports. When she arrives at my desk, she scowls at me. "Terome, you handed in a blank sheet. Please see me after class." Indeed I did hand in blank piece of paper. When the bell rang for dismissal, the students quickly gathered their things and raced outside to the awaiting busses. I sighed, picked up my backpack, and walked to the front of the teachers desk. Ms. G crosses her fingers and produces a fake smile. "Would you care to explain why you didn't write your report sir?" She asks. "You told me to write about cyberbullying." "Yes, that was your assignment." "But I didn't completely understand what I was supposed to write about." "You were supposed to write a detailed report on cyberbullying and the effects." "But it doesn't exist." "Excuse me?" "Cyberbullying isn't real Mrs. G." She looked dumbfounded for a second. When she regained her composure, she leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms. "And why is that?" "Just close your device or your eyes." "Terome I'm afraid it's much more complic-" "How?" She stuttered momentarily. "If you get cyberbullied, you deserve it. If you kill yourself because of cyberbullying, that's natural selection, and you're a retard." "ENOUGH!" For a second I though SHE was pulling out the M16. Her face was flustered and A N G E R Y. "What would your mother say about this?" "We were just watching Amanda Todd's videos last night, we couldn't breathe lol." Her face turned to stone. "Well here's what's going to happen," she said. "Go write another report on a topic of your choosing, and turn it in to me on Monday." "Anything?" "Anything." "Bet." I slid my backpack off and tore out a piece of notebook paper. At the top I wrote: "My Will To Live." "Finished." I said. I handed her the paper and left the class.
scowl: YOU
 WILL DIE IN
 SEVEN DAYS
 uhree Wake it or leave it.
TTStoryTime "Okay class, it's the end of Anti-bullying week. I will now hand back your graded research papers." She walks to and fro, delivering the students their reports. When she arrives at my desk, she scowls at me. "Terome, you handed in a blank sheet. Please see me after class." Indeed I did hand in blank piece of paper. When the bell rang for dismissal, the students quickly gathered their things and raced outside to the awaiting busses. I sighed, picked up my backpack, and walked to the front of the teachers desk. Ms. G crosses her fingers and produces a fake smile. "Would you care to explain why you didn't write your report sir?" She asks. "You told me to write about cyberbullying." "Yes, that was your assignment." "But I didn't completely understand what I was supposed to write about." "You were supposed to write a detailed report on cyberbullying and the effects." "But it doesn't exist." "Excuse me?" "Cyberbullying isn't real Mrs. G." She looked dumbfounded for a second. When she regained her composure, she leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms. "And why is that?" "Just close your device or your eyes." "Terome I'm afraid it's much more complic-" "How?" She stuttered momentarily. "If you get cyberbullied, you deserve it. If you kill yourself because of cyberbullying, that's natural selection, and you're a retard." "ENOUGH!" For a second I though SHE was pulling out the M16. Her face was flustered and A N G E R Y. "What would your mother say about this?" "We were just watching Amanda Todd's videos last night, we couldn't breathe lol." Her face turned to stone. "Well here's what's going to happen," she said. "Go write another report on a topic of your choosing, and turn it in to me on Monday." "Anything?" "Anything." "Bet." I slid my backpack off and tore out a piece of notebook paper. At the top I wrote: "My Will To Live." "Finished." I said. I handed her the paper and left the class.

TTStoryTime "Okay class, it's the end of Anti-bullying week. I will now hand back your graded research papers." She walks to and fro, del...

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scowl: Alana barked a laugh and combed her fingers through her
 platinum hair. "That's what you're concerned about?".
 "What?" I snapped, irritated. "Why can't that bother me? 1
 mean I have every right to feel scared about where my life is going, 1
 haven't been sleeping, I don't have friends. I don't have -
 boyfriend... I'll probably end up alone. In fact, I don't see myself
 ever moving out of this house," the truth of my words was starting to
 sink in, it made me want to choke up all over again. Instead I
 lae changed then. Sh
 swallowed the apple growing in my throat.
 ling around her should
 Alana looked exhausted with my explanation. Her head was
 Se loked up at me.
 cocked to the side; her eyes squinted at me, scrutinizing my words. I
 ikinginconfision,If
 took a deep breath and continued, "I'm tired of not being liked... I'm
 ist This didn't see
 tired of being me... of being screwed up."
 U SO afraid, Alana
 "So what are you going to do about it? Is this the start of you
 Alana clicked her tox
 changing yourself to match what you think if normal?" She paused
 1felslike I don't
 and shook her head, a scowl on her face. "Since when did any of this
 mred. "It started wi
 bother you?"
 "Since now!" I paused and tried to gather my emotions. "I
 just want to be normal. I don't want to end up fucked up."
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 WHATEVER
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scowl: AVA COFFIER YOU GHERISE WHATEVER Alana barked a laugh and combed her fingers through her platinum hair. "That's what you're concerned about?" "What?" I snapped, irritated. "Why can't that bother me? 1 mean I have every right to feel scared about where my life is going, 1 haven't been sleeping, I don't have friends. I don't have a boyfriend... I'll probably end up alone. In fact, I don't see myself ever moving out of this house," the truth of my words was starting to sink in, it made me want to choke up all over again. Instead I e changed then. Sh swallowed the apple growing in my throat. ling around her should Alana looked exhausted with my explanation. Her head was e loked up at me cocked to the side; her eyes squinted at me, scrutinizing my words. I Ringin onfision, If took a deep breath and continued, "I'm tired of not being liked. I'm isThis didn't see tired of being me... of being screwed up." you so afraid, Alana "So what are you going to do about it? Is this the start of you Alara clicked her to changing yourself to match what you think if normal?" She paused tiels like l don's and shook her head, a scowl on her face. "Since when did any of this d. "t started wi bother you?" "Since now!" I paused and tried to gather my emotions. "| just want to be normal. I don't want to end up fucked up. 143 d atme in the d thgh my he Wen hane you ever be meme-mage: Ivy struggles with social anxiety and finding her identity. As a high school graduate, she had big expectations for her future, however her drive for a dream fell short of what she expected due to indecision. Ivy’s sister, Alana held all the glory in her family and Ivy found herself drowning in her sisters shadow. One day Alana goes missing leaving her friends and family in shock. Everything starts to spiral out of control in Ivy’s life as she begins to investigate Alana’s murder. The deeper Ivy looks, the more the truth comes out. And the truth isn’t always pretty.http://www.lulu.com/shop/ava-coffier/whatever-you-cherish/ebook/product-22148500.html
scowl: AVA COFFIER
 YOU
 GHERISE
 WHATEVER

 Alana barked a laugh and combed her fingers through her
 platinum hair. "That's what you're concerned about?"
 "What?" I snapped, irritated. "Why can't that bother me? 1
 mean I have every right to feel scared about where my life is going, 1
 haven't been sleeping, I don't have friends. I don't have a
 boyfriend... I'll probably end up alone. In fact, I don't see myself
 ever moving out of this house," the truth of my words was starting to
 sink in, it made me want to choke up all over again. Instead I
 e changed then. Sh
 swallowed the apple growing in my throat.
 ling around her should
 Alana looked exhausted with my explanation. Her head was
 e loked up at me
 cocked to the side; her eyes squinted at me, scrutinizing my words. I
 Ringin onfision, If
 took a deep breath and continued, "I'm tired of not being liked. I'm
 isThis didn't see
 tired of being me... of being screwed up."
 you so afraid, Alana
 "So what are you going to do about it? Is this the start of you
 Alara clicked her to
 changing yourself to match what you think if normal?" She paused
 tiels like l don's
 and shook her head, a scowl on her face. "Since when did any of this
 d. "t started wi
 bother you?"
 "Since now!" I paused and tried to gather my emotions. "|
 just want to be normal. I don't want to end up fucked up.
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 Wen hane you ever be
meme-mage:

Ivy struggles with social anxiety and finding her identity. As a high 
school graduate, she had big expectations for her future, however her 
drive for a dream fell short of what she expected due to indecision. 
Ivy’s sister, Alana held all the glory in her family and Ivy found 
herself drowning in her sisters shadow. One day Alana goes missing 
leaving her friends and family in shock. Everything starts to spiral out
 of control in Ivy’s life as she begins to investigate Alana’s murder. 
The deeper Ivy looks, the more the truth comes out. And the truth isn’t 
always pretty.http://www.lulu.com/shop/ava-coffier/whatever-you-cherish/ebook/product-22148500.html

meme-mage: Ivy struggles with social anxiety and finding her identity. As a high school graduate, she had big expectations for her futu...