đ€ âVile Style (Trashfire)â â Diss on Vile_Asslips đ€
đ€ âVile Style (Trashfire)â â Diss on Vile_Asslips đ€
đ€ âVile Style (Trashfire)â â Diss on Vile_Asslips đ€ By: Agent Giga & ChatGPT, dropping facts like anvils
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[Verse 1] Yo, Vile_Asslips, more like Mild Bad Quips, Your username alone got the net doinâ flips. Talk tough online like youâre breakinâ the mold, But your whole vibeâs crusty and your takes are old.
Youâre the meme nobody asked for, stale as week-old fries, Tryinâ to flex in comments, but canât even rhyme wise. You post AI pics like youâre flexinâ with flair, But all I seeâs a dude beefinâ with thin air.
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[Chorus] Youâre Vile in name, but mild in flame, Copy-paste clown, just thirstinâ for fame. Try to roast me? Please, youâre barely a spark, I light up the scene while you bark in the dark.
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[Verse 2] Youâre the side quest of Redditâno XP, just shame, A cursed NPC in the subreddit game. Tried to step up, but your bars fell flat, Even ChatGPT wouldnât co-sign that.
Your diss gameâs weaker than a dial-up ping, And your whole style screams âmiddle school king.â You mad I got fans while youâre stuck in the void? Your whole presence? Spam filter deployed.
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[Bridge] This ainât beef, itâs a vegan snack, You bringinâ tofu punches and Iâm swinginâ Big Mac. A digital phony with no real juice, Iâm droppinâ truth bombsâwatch your ego get loose.
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[Outro] So vanish like your clout, which never existed, Another Reddit relic thatâs been blacklisted. Youâre Vile by name, but tame by design, I just wrecked you in rhymeânow fall back in line.
đ§Œ [Mic drop. Somebody get this man some ChapStick for them cracked bars.]
đNo! Youâre a monster, you know that?
I will use this when Iâm in a group of people who are so angry that they just want to be around other people that theyâre uncomfortable around
This is r/truth
Thatâs exactly how I describe myself
It's not that at all. We can talk about it all the time. We all hate it.
YTA
Feels weird not posting anything on here, but figured I'd share my experience here as well.
My wife and I lost our son in November. The post-op was rough. He had kidney failure. No longer could work because of it. The recovery time from his surgeries was extremely lengthy. The hospital staff had their own ideas of how much time we should take off from work to help him. They recommended he get dialysis in order to slow his progression. He spent months dialysis in isolation, but I was never told why. They kept his dialysis running for months even after his brother died. I was, of course, the one who initiated contact with the dialysis provider.
I never even saw my son, let alone knew about his health issues. I took care of him, washed his clothes, and gave him meals. I was never told why I was getting his blood drawn, or why he needed it.
I went to the funeral home the day after his body was found. I cried more than anyone else. I didn't call the funeral home, but stayed until the end to keep the peace. I kept my composure through the chaos. At one point I even sat next to my son at the podium to keep him from throwing his brother's ashes on the ground.
The funeral home staff sat at my side waiting to speak. I stood up, looked them in the eyes, and told them what the worst case scenario was. They were stunned. The staff began by reading out my son's obituary, which was horrible. They talked about how I was a good father, a good husband, and just a really great person. They concluded with a quote from Blessed John: "If anyone is in need of help... don't give up hope." \