You look like you bring games that take up a lot of space to music festivals.
You look like you have a lot of opinions about the fundamental concept of not wearing shoes.
You look like you wear short sleeve shirts over long sleeve shirts.
You look like you play in a jam band that has a regular fan who desperately over dances at every gig you do.
You look like your name is Jeremy.
You look like you taught music at a coed non-denominational sleepaway summer camp because you could be a role model for younger kids and just smoked pot and fingered a 16 year old.
You look like you decant Yellowtail to impress girls.
The fact that you actually took the time to incorporate two different colors on the roastme paper and write it so it doesn't look backwards ?
Is the reason why you're single man. That kind of dainty, sensitive, and affectionate attention to detail just means you probably have a tighter pussy then I did when I was teenager.
You have severely failed your manhood. But congrats on your girlhood
I like my headphones and my hair, also I'd rarely use a good sound system, so it'd be a waste to buy, I will get a job, I'll look for one once I'm out of school, I haven't graduated yet
I just know you have a manifest on your computer. You look like the employee of the month at a SpongeBob themed gloryhole. slide the pirate pic and the dick pokes thru very clever.
♫ Who looks like a pineapple and hangs with Scooby? ♫
♫ (Douchebag Bong Hands) ♫
♫ With pubic hair chin and as poor as can be ♫
♫ (Douchebag Bong Hands) ♫
♫ If not getting laid be your kind of drug ♫
♫ (Douchebag Bong Hands) ♫
♫ Then go into RoastMe and present your mug ♫
♫ (Douchebag Bong Hands) ♫
I don't talk to gingers..... with your stupid little gay freckles and your Godawful and hideous ugly as shit faces ....fuck you, you souless piece of shit!!
We all know you ate the crayons you wrote that with. Your lifetime achievement award from Lego is impressive. It's amazing that you managed to survive the choking hazard. I bet you sucked the brass off all the doorknobs in your house and lick the windows on the short bus. Your dick probably looks like a thimble wearing a clown wig. It's hard to tell, though, because looking for it is like trying to find a small button in a fur coat. The only job you have ever or will ever qualify for is part-time at Spirit Halloween (stocking the shelves, no one believes you can do money math. The decimal throws you off every time). You claim to be a musician, but randomly hitting little rainbow xylophone at adult daycare is as far as you will ever go with it. Your favorite part of getting new light up velcro shoes is eating the silica packet out of the box.
You look like the pirate in the photo if he lost all his dignity and became a “professional” gamer with a solid following of two people. One of them being his mom.
Career in engineering? You couldn’t engineer a fucking Thomas the Tank train set. You are however eerily adept at socially engineering young teenage furries with your many fake accounts and conducting side hustles as a cum sponge for fur daddies.
You look like you'd slowly and patiently form an intimate friendship just to ruin it by asking for nudes.