You think you're a tough guy?

Fatass thinks he rules. He shall
suffer the same fate as O'Doyle here.

So on top of being the world's biggest incestuous douchebag, Fatass is a pretty big bully, especially to those who are smaller than him. There have been plenty of stories from sources other than me on the campus of Big State University about how Fatass has pushed them around, threatened them, and threatened their friends and family. Now, the reason why he hasn't done this to me is because I just don't give a fuck. He could say "well hello there" in his creepy assed way, or he could say "I'm going to kill you" in his creepy assed way, and all I'll hear is just a droning noise because I have my headphones on. You see? I'd be more apathetic if I weren't so lethargic.

But he doesn't think he'll ever get in trouble for anything forever, because he's Boris Grishenko. He's een-veen-cee-bull.

But there's one thing that scares the fuck out of Fatass. And no, it's not just soap. Every other night or so, Fatass will spend at least 20 minutes staring out at the parking lot to make sure nobody comes out. He constantly asks me, "Hey, do you see a red truck out there?" Again, I don't hear a thing because my headphones are fucking on, so he looks himself, and then sits back down on his bed like he's about to wet himself.

My guess is that he tried his Grishenko shit to the wrong redneck and he thinks they'd form an angry mob that's going to come track him down. Unfortunately, he still suffers from delusions of grandeur, so the mob is all in his head. Besides, if they haven't showed up and he's been waiting since August, shouldn't you get the hint? Or are they the mafia or something? Either way, nope, I still don't care.

So Fatass, you have to decide. Are you gonna be a bully or are you gonna be a pussy? Oh, wait. THEY'RE ONE IN THE FUCKING SAME. Go back to the sewer you came from, you fat fuck.