Definitions by Hym Iam
Authenticity
Hym “My authenticity was largely fueled by being in close proximity to a retard fucking whore but I was fired because I started to effect her mood (because she should be able to do whatever she wants without ever having to feel bad about it). You can blame her for that... because it’s her fault... fucking whore...”
Authenticity by Hym Iam October 11, 2022
Credit
Hym “It’s funny how doing the grunt work (in this situation and NO OTHER) is where all the credit should be given. If I work in a pencil factory and I glue erasers to pencils all day, should I get more credit than the owner of the factory? No. Because, in the same way that it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to put together a pencil, it ASLO doesn’t take a Shakespearean level author to copy and paste dialogue off of urban dictionary. I took the risk. I’m the factory owner in this situation and you’re the communist hippie.”
Married
Hym “I heard that she WAS married but she cheated on her husband with Harry Styles, so.... Hurray hypergamy! Retard with a meaty dongle beats prince! And I still think I wrote some of that movie. I’ll bet you 1 million dollars some of this is in that piece of shit... Tssk! 😤 dumb slut... tarnish my good name. And Chris Pine should have beat the shit out of that little faggot for spitting on him. Actually, I will officially offer my services to help Chris Pine jump him. We’ll catch him in his trailer so he can run. Rearrange his face. And then we can go throw piss filled water balloons at the snake-whore... and then we can go get ice cream...”
Iam “What... are you doing with that knife?”
Hym “Huh? This? 🔪 Nothing.”
Iam “You’re not going to stab me again, are you?” 😰 “I still have a scar from the last time....”
Hym “PFFFTTT!! YOU’RE ALIVE!?”
Iam “How would I be talking if I wasn’t alive?” 😒
Hym “I thought you were some kind of force-ghost! I don’t know. A figment of my imagination or something.”
👉😣
Iam “Ow! Stop it!”
Hym “Wild. That is wild. Whelp. I’m going to bed.”
Iam “I... Whatever...”
Iam “What... are you doing with that knife?”
Hym “Huh? This? 🔪 Nothing.”
Iam “You’re not going to stab me again, are you?” 😰 “I still have a scar from the last time....”
Hym “PFFFTTT!! YOU’RE ALIVE!?”
Iam “How would I be talking if I wasn’t alive?” 😒
Hym “I thought you were some kind of force-ghost! I don’t know. A figment of my imagination or something.”
👉😣
Iam “Ow! Stop it!”
Hym “Wild. That is wild. Whelp. I’m going to bed.”
Iam “I... Whatever...”
Stolen
They did that shit. And it depends what you mean by “stolen”
Hym “No... That shit was stolen. Look at the chronology of events. He shut everything down. That was a mistake. And it was the Democrats idea. Democrats are full of shit and don’t know what the fuck they are talking about. The Democrats insist on shutting down the country. Then, the Democrats insist on mail-in voting. This was long after we learned that Covid isn’t all that deadly and there is no reason people can’t go and vote in person. Then you have states changing the rules and extending the deadline to turn in votes. Next you have individual instances of people claiming that someone else had voted in their name. So, let’s say I fill out a ballot in my name. Then, I fill out a ballot in someone else’s name. Which ballot should they count?
Hym “No... That shit was stolen. Look at the chronology of events. He shut everything down. That was a mistake. And it was the Democrats idea. Democrats are full of shit and don’t know what the fuck they are talking about. The Democrats insist on shutting down the country. Then, the Democrats insist on mail-in voting. This was long after we learned that Covid isn’t all that deadly and there is no reason people can’t go and vote in person. Then you have states changing the rules and extending the deadline to turn in votes. Next you have individual instances of people claiming that someone else had voted in their name. So, let’s say I fill out a ballot in my name. Then, I fill out a ballot in someone else’s name. Which ballot should they count?
Neither. The answer is neither because I have committed voter fraud. But how would anyone know the difference? How much oversight was there? And then then you have the rhetoric surrounding the election. ‘The safest and most secure election’ How? How is that possible when, in every other election, people actually had to go in and cast their own ballots? It’s impossible! It is impossible for it to be the safest and most secure election. And before ALL OF THAT you have Joe Biden on some podcast saying ‘We have created the most extensive and inclusive voter fraud operation in the history of the presidency’ and the instructing voters to call his team of lawyers to prevent Trump from stopping them from casting their ballot. Was it stolen? Maybe not. But did the man who said he created the most extensive and inclusive voter fraud operation in the history of the presidency win without campaigning and receive more votes than any other president in the history of the presidency? Yes. And the only way you could believe he didn’t cheat is to, what? NOT take him at his word? Ignore my own lying eyes and accept the statement ‘it was the safest most secure election?’ No. I don’t need to physically pull the retards dick out of the whores pussy to know that she fucked him. That shit was stolen.”
Bullshit
Hym “Because you know he’s going to be on some bullshit.... Welp... on another note, how many commercial aircraft disappearances do you think were just suicide? Because it can’t be zero... can it? I mean, you could say 9/11 but the plane didn’t disappear. I mean like a pilot was just done with life and he put some sleeping pills in his co-pilot’s coffee and then he just flew into the ocean. I mean, you wouldn’t KNOW that that’s what happened. You’d only be able to speculate. But what are the chances that it’s happened 0 times? Probably low. Maybe the Bermuda Triangle is like the global suicide forest. 🤷 ♂️”
Chaos
Hym “Look at us. We’re surrounded by chaos. But which of us is flourishing Jordan? Which of us is colluding with the media to render the dissent of their detractors moot? ‘It’s not me. It can’t be me. I’m a clinician!’ You think, as you pat yourself on the back for winning a game I wasn’t even aware I was playing until I was in my late 20s. And look what you do with the spoils of your victory. Wield them against your enemies. No different than the people who came after you.”