/lit/ - Literature

>>23161297
i struggle to imagine how Frank could be any uglier. i thought toadstool-boy was bad enough

>>23116668
it's not a penthouse, it's a 540 sq. ft. studio apartment on the 38th floor of a crappy part of Chicago. the unsettling vibe is from the gold paint, which is left behind from the old Jewish lady who used to own the apartment and then died. so either (1) gardner likes the hideous decor, in which case he's a total faggot, (2) his parents (who are listed as the owners) wouldn't let him re-paint it (in which case he's not in control of his own life) or (3) he couldn't afford to paint it (in which case he's a poorfag). keep in mind that any of these 3 reasons would contradict what he's said about himself, in which case he's a massive liar.

>>23112447
He waited until antisemitism was a mainstream position within the Democrat party, when it was no longer edgy, but positively normie. He's either a conformist coward, or incredibly stupid. Maybe both.
And so his parents deposited Frank in a garishly-decorated 540 sq. ft. studio apartment on the 38th floor, then left the state? BWAHAHAHAHA wonder if any of his family is still in contact. Based on how he acts here, I doubt it.

and yet, for some reason, f gardner won't kill himself and thus ensure his legacy for decades to come

>>22997865
>>22997886
yep, thought so. frank is really easy to spot when you know the signs. and can you believe this pile of crap? https://files.catbox.moe/d9sukc.zip

he was inspired by shoving his head up his ass. on that note...wow, look at this pile of crap: https://files.catbox.moe/d9sukc.zip

wow, look at this pile of crap: https://files.catbox.moe/d9sukc.zip

wow, look at this pile of crap: https://files.catbox.moe/d9sukc.zip

wow, look at this pile of crap: https://files.catbox.moe/d9sukc.zip

>>22945980
>t. major faggot

>>22933665
Anyone can self-publish on Amazon; calling them "published book(s)" is just another lie by omission. But since you brought up the topic... https://files.catbox.moe/d9sukc.zip

So you saw this studio apartment, and its barf-inducing vintage-gold paint, and said "yeah! This one's for me!" You didn't even have it painted before you moved in? It's almost like you haven't made a fortune with your cacas librorum. Or maybe you identify as an 80-year-old retired burlesque dancer. In either case, it's now been confirmed...you have NO TASTE whatsoever.