Wow, while most of us have cookouts, campings, parties, family, classes, prep work, and other stuff to do to this weekend, little twerpies have um...posts to downvote. Angrily, full of tears, downvoting.

Here is this twerp: the only thing he knows how to do is build a downvote bot. He doesn't have any friends; he'll never have a girlfriend; there is no chance he could have plans for this weekend or any any other.

I'll get them he thinks.

I'll get them HARD.

He downvotes them, and orgasms. And that's it. He asks his mom if they can go to Science World but she is too busy. Later, TRP is banned for brigading, vote automation, and manipulation, and he thinks "Fucking feminists. I fucking hate people who can't take responsibility for their actions."

Any day now, he thinks, I'll get the girlfriend I deserve. One that will swoon hard at my amazing bots that downvote women who like themselves.