if he got a job, he'd probably keep it for 3-4 weeks tops. his supervisor would notice something was off within a day or two but try to stick with it and rehabilitate him, to no avail. luckily for the business, the job he holds can be filled with an unskilled retard in 30 mins.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5748642&forum_id=2#49089641)

all the actual tough guys i know dont act like it online. hegemon is a good example. he might comment calmly he'd destroy someone irl but theres no rage or emotion behind it. only people that are weak losers online seek tough guy validation online.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5748642&forum_id=2#49089686)

you'd have trouble beating benzo up, and that's if you didn't immediately try to back down and diffuse the situation.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5748642&forum_id=2#49089704)

don't be mad at me about it go be mad at God

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5748642&forum_id=2#49089732)

this is 100% true

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5748642&forum_id=2#49089786)

well put zurich

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5748642&forum_id=2#49089706)

he's an indolent potato nigger and would get fired for getting drunk on the clock and not completing his work. then he'd go online and rage about indians taking jobs (i.e. the ones that actually do the work he is unable to do).

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5748642&forum_id=2#49089666)

Setting: A small office in a tech company. Ravi, a calm and professional Indian manager, sits across from Boner Police (BP), a red-faced, fuming white supremacist in a camouflage cap, here for a job interview.

Ravi: (smiling warmly) Welcome, Mr… uh, Boner Police? Interesting name! I’m Ravi Sharma, HR manager. Let’s get started. Can you tell me about yourself?

BP: (scowling, arms crossed) Name’s Boner Police, and I ain’t here for your curry-slurpin’ nonsense. I’m a patriot, born and bred in the REAL America. I fix things, break things, and keep the riff-raff out. That’s all you need to know.

Ravi: (unfazed, jotting notes) Fascinating! So, you’re into… crowd control? Let’s talk skills. This is a software engineering role. Do you have experience with, say, Python or Java?

BP: (snorts) Python? Sounds like a snake, and I don’t trust snakes. Java? Ain’t that coffee? Look, I don’t need your fancy code. I got a computer once, deleted half the internet by accident. That’s power, Ravi. You hiring me or what?

Ravi: (chuckling lightly) Deleting the internet is… quite a feat! Let’s pivot. Can you describe a time you worked in a diverse team?

BP: (slamming fist on table) Diverse? I don’t do "diverse." I worked with my cousin Cletus and his dog, Freedom. Best team ever. No foreigners, no funny accents, just pure American muscle. You got a problem with that?

Ravi: (still smiling) No problem at all! Diversity can mean many things—like diverse skills. For example, our team loves spicy food Fridays. Do you enjoy a good biryani or perhaps some samosas?

BP: (eyes narrowing) Spicy food? That’s a globalist plot to burn out my taste buds! I eat hot dogs—American hot dogs—with ketchup only. None of your weird spices. You tryin’ to colonize my stomach?

Ravi: (laughing) Colonize? Oh, no, just trying to share the love of a good masala! Okay, let’s try this: how do you handle conflict in the workplace?

BP: (grinning menacingly) Conflict? I grab it by the throat and choke it out. Last guy who crossed me at the gas station got a face full of my patriotic fist. You got any snowflakes here need sortin’ out?

Ravi: (raising an eyebrow) We prefer… less physical solutions. Maybe a team meeting or a nice chai to cool tempers. Tell me, Boner Police, what motivates you to join our company?

BP: (leaning forward) I heard you got woke policies, and I’m here to fix that. I’ll make this place great again. No more of this “inclusive” garbage. Just hard work, guns, and glory. You with me, Ravi?

Ravi: (nodding thoughtfully) I see passion! We love passion. But our company values collaboration and respect. Maybe you could… channel that energy into, say, debugging code with a team?

BP: (sputtering) Debuggin’? Respect? I don’t respect nobody who ain’t from my zip code! And don’t you dare put me with some nerds who talk in binary. I’m Boner Police, not Boner Geek Squad!

Ravi: (grinning) Fair enough! One last question: where do you see yourself in five years?

BP: (puffing chest) Emperor of a pure, no-nonsense America. No offense, Ravi, but you’d probably be deported by then. Nothin’ personal.

Ravi: (laughing heartily) Oh, Boner Police, you’re a character! I think we’ll pass on the emperor vibe, but I’ll keep your resume for… crowd control openings. Thanks for coming in!

BP: (storming out) Your loss, Ravi! I’m takin’ my talents to the militia! mutters Curry-eatin’ corporate sellout…

Ravi: (calling after him) Best of luck! And try some naan—it’s life-changing!

End scene.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5748642&forum_id=2#49089721)

probably lives with his parents, but where does he get his weed money from?

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5748642&forum_id=2#49090852)

Great poast gibberish

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5748642&forum_id=2#49090857)

Literally went on a hike in the alps today.

What did you do today besides angrily post all day you sad little man.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5748642&forum_id=2#49090873)

2) stupidity

3) mental illness

4) and most importantly, TUFTS degree stain on resume

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5748642&forum_id=2#49091718)