You have a disability?
Why have I not heard about this before?
Please do tell! Tell all about this disability you have, and tell of all the challenges you have overcome.
Tell us about your trick knee that you injured getting kicked up a ladder by you shipmates in the Navy, you malingering goldbrick.
Tell of what great achievements you have accomplished in spite of being totally wheelchair bound (it’s a matter of public record before a federal judge – as being completely irrelevant to your most excellent but loosely connected friend’s legal case.
And by the way, are you “loosely connected” in the way that Carl DeLong’s leg was after the bomb that your most excellent friend left it that high school Parking lot exploded, or is that “loose connection” more like your deteriorating grasp on reality?
Remember back to the good old days when you were so “100% disabled” that you couldn’t leave the tincasa, and instead left all the outside errands, right down to the mailing of all your previous ridiculous lawsuits to your terminally ill soulmate? Remember how her illness didn’t mean dick to you until she finally reached the point of no return and you proceeded to weaponize her like the World’s Biggest Gamma you are?
Oh please, DUMBFUCK! Do let’s talk all about disabilities.
You talk about Aaron Walker and how his disability kept him from being the greatest sailor ever and forced him to settle for being an IVY LEAGUE LAWYER.
We’ll talk about how your disability kept you from getting your fat ass off the internet and forced you to become one of the preeminent cyberstalkers in the United States.
This is gonna go REAL WELL FOR YOU, DUMBFUCK.
Sounds like FUN to me.