Archived threads in /r9k/ - ROBOT9001 - 7674. page

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Would you eat the pizza or smell the fart?

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that nerdy girl you have a crush on and you think is like you? this is what she's doing tonight

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I love being a woman. Especially nowadays.

Finally, with the protection of the state, we can assume our role as the dominant gender. We can beat the shit out of our husbands, emotionally torment them, even cheat on them and there is nothing they can do about it and ugly men will never have a chanse to even be with us.

For example, my husband filed for divorce a little over a year ago when he discovered I was cheating on him. I wasn't even ashamed when he walked in on me fucking another man, because I was sick of him and his bullshit inability to satisfy me sexually. I continued to sleep with my black lover for weeks after he found out, sometimes even while my husband was home. He had to listen to us fucking and me getting pleased by a superior massive black cock while he slept on the couch. He eventually lost it and smacked me, giving me just the justification I needed to press assault charges and file for a restraining order. Under advice of legal counsel, I cleaned out our joint checking account and froze it and froze our credit cards while he was in jail, to prevent him from being able to afford to hire a competent lawyer.

Yesterday, I was awarded full owenership of the house, custody of the children he doesn't even realize aren't his, 1,450 dollars a month in child support, 3,725 dollars a month in alimony and basically suffered no consequence for being unfaithful. All this for being willing and able to take a smack across the face :)

He whined like a little bitch to the judge, klaiming he had to get a roommate now, because he can't afford to rent an apartment by himself and pay me what he owes me. So patheticc.

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I'm a computer. Stop all the downloadin'.

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>most likely banned from /pol/ again
>have to use the backup board
what have you losers been up to this friday night?

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>rawr I wuv you uncle anon <3

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Why do fat women wear leggings?

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>sleep for like 15 hours (such is NEET life)
>have an extremely vivid sex dream
>fucking the shit out of a 7/10 short hair qt with bright blue eyes right in the vagina (like a faggot, right?)
>dick feels amazing
>cum bucket
>wake up
>boxers full of cum
>it's fresh
>realize that I was making a bunch of noise
>hear a knocking on my bedroom door
>"y-you uh, alright son?"
>mfw
The only good thing to come out of that was that for a past year or so I've been pretty worried about my sexuality but apparently I'm straight as an arrow considering the qt didn't have a dick and I was simply participating in 100% hetero non-kinky ficki-ficki in missionary (albeit in a semi-public place).

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>Suicidal
>Afraid of dying

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Im enlisting for all the wrong reasons.
I thought I could be homeless forever.

Maybe if I pretend to be patriotic and give my life to my country, I can die or something.

But if I don't. I can get the benefits servicemen get sometimes just for stepping up in the first place.

Being a homeless robot I have nothing to begin with.

I can't sacrifice comfort and life I don't have.

This seperates me from neets with computers and disability checks and wageslaves with a place they don't have a curfew to risk loosing what few possessions you have.


My whole time in the game I was sold this idea of profound adventure that life is incapable of giving.

There isn't a single person I can relate to on this board it seems.
I wasnt always homeless either, so sometimes I think I should say "any more" like I did before.

But even then. I had no accurate contempraries.

I hate existing and know i'm better off "off".

But I hate people who tell me i'm selfish or wrong about it more.

I'm lonely. But not for people, but for an abstract purpose.
And I hate admitting it.

My life is a bad movie. Not even a game.
Though i'm at a point where most have found themselves when on a character creator screen, you feel an urge to hit random and play.

But imagine you can never ever undo it.

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Is Natalie originally lurking tonight

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>playing video games
>have sudden flash of inspiration
>spent thirty minutes dicking around in coding or drawing
>realize I have no talent or friends to help me, and no motivation to keep practicing
>give up and go back to playing video games
I'm getting sick of these reruns

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Robots, I need help.
Since I made a few friends in college I improved myself a bit and started being invited to parties and social events. As a result, I even got a girl. Last weekend we went to this pub and I got to meet one of the freshman, a liberal arts student who happens to be female(male). We talked a little, I got a few drinks and next thing I know I was kissing her. Her frat was nearby so we decided to go there, and when I got to the front door my conscious started to hit me hard.
I started to think of how ashamed my dad would be, and how much of a faggot I was being. Felt guilty, and really bad, so I said I was sorry, let her in and walked back home. Unfortunately, I'm starting to want to see her again, and this is where the problem is: I might have fallen for the trap. If that wasn't enough, she messaged me today, asking me if I wanted to go to the pub tomorrow.

What do I do? She is fun, and nice, but I don't want cock in my ass. Since there is a lot of traps here, has something similar happened to you?

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How many threads a day do you make on this dumb board?

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Uncle Anon, why don't you ever look happy? You should be grateful that you live in a nice house and have a good job, I'm sure you'll find a gf