gorki posted:

did elliot even get to fumble around in someone's knickers?

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I didn't have dinner before the party, because I expected dinner to be served there. When we got there, I saw that they didn't offer dinner, only a few party snacks; but there was lots and lots of wine. I heard from Antje that Vincent was in town, but he was attending a party at Leo Bubenheim’s house, with all of Leo’s popular teenage friends. The mere mention of Leo put me in a bad mood. I couldn't believe that Vincent, too, was now experiencing the pleasures of partying with young people while I sat all alone at the adult’s party, sipping my wine in lonely depression. I should be partying with my own friends, and my own girlfriends, but I had NONE.

After I had already gotten quite drunk from having so much wine on an empty stomach, I overheard Antje talking to her friend about how Vincent now had a beautiful girlfriend. She was so proud of her son. That is something my mother was never able to tell her friends about me. I had never had a girlfriend in my WHOLE LIFE! I remember when Vincent used to be a little nine-year-old boy while I was thirteen. He used to look up to me, and he always watched me play my online games on father’s laptop. Now, he was sixteen and I was twenty. He had the pleasure of having a girlfriend, while I've never had one. I was four years older than him, but he surpassed me. The envy, rage, and feeling of inferiority I felt almost made me explode with rage right there at the party, but instead I went to the bathroom and vented to myself in the mirror of how much I hate Vincent and wanted to kill him. I drank a lot more wine that night, pouring myself glass after glass. By the time Vincent arrived after his party at Leo’s, I greeted him with drunken contempt, and drank even more wine. I drank too much. On the next morning, I thanked the heavens that at the end of the party I had the sense to go to the bathroom to vomit instead of vomiting in front of everyone. That would have been extremely embarrassing.

doctor 7 posted:

So at this point it seems pretty clear Elliot was just a really pathetic and lovely person who happened to have a mental illness. Rather than an upstanding young man with mental health problems that he had trouble with and were eventually his downfall or something.

Sinding Johansson posted:

Elliot Rogers gave me a crisis of conscience. I'm sympathetic to the plight of the mentally ill but holy poo poo, this guy

Sinding Johansson posted:

Elliot Rogers gave me a crisis of conscience. I'm sympathetic to the plight of the mentally ill but holy poo poo, this guy

Decrepus posted:

He had a bigger sense of entitlement than Germany in 1938.

rainy day posted:

Its hard to be sympathetic to someone whos mentally ill when their mental illness is narcissism or psychopathy.

waitwhatno posted:

i don't know, he has enriched the lives of so many people around the world by bringing laughter and joy to their lives with his pathetic clown manifesto. i would say that he gave more than his fair share back to society with that alone.

of course he also killed some folks, but you can't make an omelette without breaking some eggs, right?

theflyingorc posted:

"i have never even held a girl's hand" - a direct quote from elliot

the happiest he has ever been was dancing with some girls in middle school, according to him

Tim Raines IRL posted:

then why did he want to kill people? i have some happy memories of girls being unusually nice to me in middle school and when i had problems with social awkwardness later on those memories made me say "well surely it's not so bad". i think it's a weird jump to go from "happy dancing memory" to "want to kill e'eryone", but what do i know

Tim Raines IRL posted:

i think it's a weird jump to go from "happy dancing memory" to "want to kill e'eryone", but what do i know

etalian posted:

It's more because he thought the world owed him pussy since it was born to a white rich family and he also drove a low tier BMW.

Decrepus posted:

Elliot Rodger had moxy. You do not.

platedlizard posted:

Actually I think the funniest thing about this thing is that it made FIRE CURES BIGOTS decide that being a man was a hate crime against women so he* changed his gender.

*gently caress your preferred pronouns

Kleen_TheRowdyDog posted:

lol what??

platedlizard posted:

I'm using awful but some of the story was posted in goon.jpg and the rest in the goldmined Goonlulz thread I think. FIRE even tried to join in the troon thread in E/N and got run out lol

Decrepus posted:

The bit with little Leo was the best. Elliot Rodger the impressionable and waify teenager and Leo the 9 year old boy kissing and fingering an older girl right in front of poor Elliot. Also whenever I read the name Leo I think Uncle Leo from Seinfeld and that makes me laugh too.

theflyingorc posted:

Wait I haven't read this part does anyone have it

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In the Spring, something horrible happened that will haunt me forever. We met up with the Bubenheims at the Sagebrush Cantina in Calabasas, and a friend of Pollina’s was there with them, named Nicole, a girl around my age. She sat next to Leo the whole time, and by the end of the dinner, the two of them were making out. Twelve-year-old Leo was making out with a girl who was almost my age. Not only does Leo have a better social life, but now he was making out with girls, AT AGE TWELVE! They made out for a long time, and I could see them tongue kiss. They knew I was watching with envy, and they still did it. I bet that lucky bastard took great satisfaction from my envy. There I was, watching a boy four years younger than me experience everything I’ve longed for... to kiss a girl... to be worthy of a girl’s attraction. On that day, I developed a vicious hatred for Leo that will never go away.

Novo posted:

Kevyn posted:

Kid is 12 and named Leo Bubenheim and he's still piling up clam

Decrepus posted:

He had a bigger sense of entitlement than Germany in 1938.

Novo posted: