"There are many things I could say about Supdawg. About the man, the second Jesus, the Harlem pimp, the shining beacon of hope and wisdom, and most importantly The Man Who Invented Java. But I won’t, because this would require eloquent praise and admiration far too intense for this inadequate language to express. Instead, I will tell the story of how Supdawg saved me.
It was the darkest time of my life. I thought Java to be so boring and useless (a huge mistake) that I would often play games in Supdawg's class. It wasn’t long before I fell into my old, self-destructive habits of constant gaming. I knew I had a problem when I started “playing the box, folks” having “red bloodshot eyes, folks” and being unable to “stop gaming, folks.” I was too far gone. Or so I thought.
Supdawg swept in and took me under his wing. While hanging upside down and dehydrated, by chains, in his basement, I had time to reflect upon the error of my ways. How had I let myself degenerate so far? No matter, that was all in the past and now I had the chance to change. I broke my chains, jumped out a window, and dodging the guard dogs, vaulted his electrical fence and ran, naked and cold, to freedom and a second chance at life. And thanks to Supdawg, I have never looked back.
-Carl Chan
wtf, lmfao bro; great testimonial. Tell me how I can get into rehab.
ReplyDeletelmfaoo carl.. your an inspiration
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