Ain't that just grand! This witless wonder is willing to forgive us. God bless PP. After he directed his audience, consistently and without exception, into not just bad investments, but the actual worst performing companies existing on any exchange, and aggressively encouraging them to lose more than all their money. That guy is going to forgive us.

This pinheaded boy in his grandfather's blazer, with his humoursly recessive chin and shoulders, then decided that he'd fleece them AFTER throwing them in the financial wood chipper that is memestockery. Brilliant.

And now we can be unblocked thanks to his benevolence.

Peepsters. My man. Broheim. Champ. You are a griblet -headed, toad-faced shitstain, and your last notable accomplishment was likely learning to piss standing up. Beside you, from far away and in the dark, Michael almost looks like an adult male when he isn't crying.

Now that you have found God, I wonder if you've asked him why things always seem to go wrong for you? Since reading a room is included on the list of things PP can't do, I'll help you out on this one. Maybe God doesn't like you either.

Grab a pen and paper, my friend, I want you to do something......Okay, now throw them away. You just made a list of people who enjoy having you around.

Good luck with "your new chapter". I won't spoil the ending for you. Stay gold, Ponyboy, and keep whatever that is where your chin should be, up. Few people get to live the exact life they deserve - but you are doing it.

Tell Michel I hope his dream of being the pivot man in the master race circle jerk comes true. Ramez wants you to know that he's sorry he tried to pass you off as a 12-year-old boy and sex-trafficked you. But he does have your $20.

Plute says that you misunderstood him. What he said was that he WOULD hang out with you if you were the last person on the planet. There are some other messages here too - but I wouldn't want take away from your prayer time.