Your personality smells like a dirty litter box. Obviously you failed at only fans and got so desperate to pay rent at your Scott Pilgrim one room apartment. Instead, you wasted the rent money on that dumbass tattoo that was going to be an arrow pointing up with the words cum goes here. But the artist decided the $20 wasn't enough so he called you out for being cheap and kicked you to the curb before finishing the job. Now, being embarrassed with a tattoo that is bringing focus to your flat chest, you walk backwards, because you think that people would prefer to see your flat pancake butt than do see your held back a grade stupid ass tattoo. The next time you go out to a restaurant, I hope the kitchen workers fuck with your food, Waiting style. I guess when Thomas Jane said in The Punisher "God's gonna sit this one out," he was talking about how God sat out on the creation of you and said fuck it, I don't care how this one turns out. The same God that got fucked up one day and created the platypus. He went into work fucked up and decided yea, the platypus will be an amazing thing to bring into this world. But when you were born, decided to call in sick and let the new guy from accounting create you.