What are the political implications of a 28 year old ugly male autist nofriends loser NEET lying in bed at 11.38 am on a Friday? Asking for a friend.
He also binges on coffee and junk food everyday, has had no friends or social experiences since school, no female attention ever, and has never been to a pub, club, or party, even through university.
I heard if you get a job at some places they basically force everyone to be friends.
>What are the political implications
none. and that sounds like the least of your worries.
You(r friend) can lift yourself out of this mess by strength training. Do ONE fucking push-up today, two tomorrow and so one. Then you realize you need to get to a gym to start upping your gains. That requires some social interaction. As you progress you cut out shitty food. Then you’ll decide your clothes look shitty and so does your hair, so you fix that, then with a better physique and netter aesthetics, people react differently to you and the social stuff is easy. If you get really swole women just approach you and demand to reproduce at above-replacement levels, you don’t even need a game.
Get yourself down a local boxing gym.
>binges on coffee and junk food everyday
that's the worst
do something or you'll kys
this is good advice
Wagies Rise Up!
Cut out the coffee and junk food. If you have enough money, join a sports club or gym.
Also get a job I guess, pretty sure it'll help with the social isolation.
>What are the political implications of a 28 year old ugly male autist nofriends loser NEET lying in bed at 11.38 am on a Friday? Asking for a friend.
Go to college.
I was a NEET and went to college to study my GSCE'S
I then got my A Levels and got into University to study a meme degree in Politics and Sociology.
I graduated top of my class went on to study a Meme Masters and now am doing a PHD.
My Univeristy pays me to teach 1st year Uni students and I still live at home with my parents.
I love life.
Go into education
This is bullshit. I already lift weights.
I already did well in education but fail all graduate job interviews because I'm not extroverted and posh or one of da ladz
Youll get asked wtf have you been doing when trying to get a job, assuming you dont have one? Also depression and faps, followed by more faps and Doritos.
Lucky Bastard.
You missed your chance to join the 27 club user. I suppose you could start a new trend. 28 year old pathetic losers club. A club for likes (like OP) who have killed themselves...at 28
Just go to the pub by yourself. Eventually the staff will come to know you and you will end up talking to the other local/regulars. A couple of brown ales and the banter follows. As long as you are clean, dont stink and and not an outright cunt you will be fine. Just get a newspaper and do the crossword or something then ask a girl for help. The important thing is to just get out there.
Dude do not cut out coffee, go for a morning walk everyday and make some eggs. Every morning, youll feel better also just try to be around people, dont necessarily have to talk to them.
Just clean your room
The good news is that things can only get better. Hang in there it's not your fault you live in a dying degenerate empire full of shitskins
6 eggs and 2 pounds of beef a day
Eat this and you will naturally become fitter and no longer want junk food.
The coffee isn't good for you either but it's the least of your problems
>has never been to a pub, club, or party,
Seriously though, how do you even manage this? Even if i don't fancy going out, i'm still on the floor of my local covered in piss and stale beer by 11.30pm like clockwork. I think someone teleports me there.
You're glowing
What's bad about coffee again
Suck me off scotty
Basically it inhibits absorption of nutrients.
Nice pick me up I guess
Literally shaking thats about it.
Fucks sake mate you make SO many threads about this shit.
Go to >>r9k or something. Sick of seeing your "I go out in London, chads and stacies everywhere, then I go binge on McDonald's" bollocks
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Does it prevent something major like, weight loss?
Fuck you faggot. I wish I could be NEET.
Boxing isn't the same as lifting weights you dullard.
>be me
>be a 34 year old balding football loving lad. Proper legend amongst all of my mates and renowned for my ability to put away pints and my ability to get up to all sorts of antics
>wake up at 12 pm, feeling proper energised. They paid my benefits in today. Can't wait to visit my dealer.
>Drink a leftover can of Stella I had in my fridge since last night
>Feel absolutely great. Love the hair of the dog, me.
>Check the football results for a couple of hours, Norf F.C is doing fucking great. Brilliant.
>it's hot and sunny as fuck and I have great memories of getting absolutely shitfaced in the park as we listen to the footie on the radio. Take my shirt off as I leave the front door.
>Filthy slags are showing lots of flesh, fucking luverly, show us yer tits love! What a fookin bird you are!
>go to the pub
>Me mates Smithster and Danny are there already! What a fucking result! We have a proper lively chat about Ngubu and Mo Salah, fucking geniuses the goals they've scored this season have been spectacular.
>Spend 14 quid on three pints, starting to really crave a joint now so ring my dealer. He's got some proper lemon in, fucking lush.
>On the way there see some more of me mates, fucking love you Gazza. Make me laugh my fucking head off, you mad man!
>feel like I could smash any of the posh speccy cunts who look at me with disdain as I show off my glorious jiggling man tits and massive beer belly
>Get to my dealers, roll up a cheeky one with me mates - of course me dealer is a mate. Get shit faced and play a couple of games of Fifa. I'm fucking brilliant at it, me.
>Pop into Greggs on the way back, proper got the munch I have. Nothing a couple of sausage rolls and a red Oasis won't sort out. Yum!
>Still got one hundred and forty quid in my bank account! Brilliant. Couple more nights of getting pissed and watching the footie then its Big Daves turn to pay! Have a lovely kebab for dinner when I get home.