Why I Hate Mandy Din

Hi guys,

I'm going to be talking about one of my good friends from school. I won't mention his real name, so we'll just refer to him as Mandy Din. 

First off, let me just tell you how much I hate this little fucking Mandy Din. He's fat. He's Chinese. He's one of the biggest losers I have ever known.

Now, let's be serious for a second here guys, please do not tell Mandy Din about this blog post. This man is a black belt in karate, and he would definitely beat my ass to a pulp without a moment's notice. No seriously, this guy is beating up grown ass adults in his Tuesday karate classes, pulling off insane kickflips and lightning-fast jabs, I would be done for.

Next, this guy seriously thinks he's the shit just because he takes Army Cadets. Army Cadets is a program my school offers, providing opportunities to improve collaboration, discipline and survival skills. That's all complete bullshit though, and it just gives an excuse for students in older years to yell and command some newcomer year 9's. 

Now we need to talk about this guy's movement with the ladies. Mandy is absolutely drowning in girls. More specifically his cousins. His family members have to be some of the finest asians I have ever seen, and yet he refuses to let us meet or contact them. What a dick. I'm sure this guy has considered the consequences of incest on multiple occasions.

In fact, I tried to take matters into my own hands. I attempted to contact one of his oldest cousins (the finest one in the family), but she never replied, another dickhead in the family. So what if she's 19 (I'm 16), and graduated? Love conquers all. 

And finally, Mandy's chopped (ugly) as shit. 

All jokes aside, this guy is one of my greatest friends. He's not that fat. He's not that Chinese. And his cousins aren't the only girls he knows. Mandy Din, if you're reading this, just know that I fucking hate you.

Peace,

Alvin






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