i’ve been wanting to post this for a few days and i keep shying away but here goes…not to get too personal and emo but this last year has been one of the most challenging times in my life. my health has been shit, physically and mentally, i had to leave a toxic job a year ago and haven’t found remote work since, my parents have been sick (they’re both approaching 80), the list goes on. although i have an incredible partner and i make sure to find time to do things i love, i find it hard to be happy and laugh much lately. all that depressing stuff said… as silly as it may sound, this forum has made me laugh so much and continues to give me something to look forward to daily. i don’t post much due to the aforementioned circumstances but i read daily. thank you all and i truly wish i could meet and hug everyone! ok that’s enough for now… is it 7:30 yet?
 
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I suggest we all take a short break from roasting the Trackers non-stop to reflect momentarily on the true unsung hero of the Bojo media empire: Jenn's jorts.

The poor jorts didn’t sign up for this, but they have stoically marched on like real troopers. Never complaining throughout the yeast infections, the queefs, and the menstrual horrors best left unspoken, these kevlar-coated coochie cutters have seen things you people wouldn't believe.

Future generations of scientists will continue to research their incomprehensible elasticity and durability, working tirelessly to unravel their mysterious properties which defy the very laws of nature. The world of fashion will note the Great Babymoon of 2022 as the turning point whence jorts moved from the marginalised peripheries of the trailer park into the must-have wardrobe stable of every chic and elegant woman. Goodbye Little Black Dress, hello Crusty Musty Jorts!

Just as the jorts themselves are now physically inseparable from Jenn's engorged and swollen body, they have also become inextricable from the hard-grifting spirit that the Youtube theme park vlogging community was built on. The jorts are now woven into of the very fabric of America. And we are all stronger for it.

So fellow Tattlers, let us all give thanks—for not only being witnesses to history, but being part of it.

The Tim Tracker #117: Jenn Tracker.. We Salute Your Jorts!
 
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Hi everyone,

Sorry I’ve been quiet lately. As you can imagine, this whole story coming out can be a little overwhelming for me at times. I want all of you to know I am doing ok. I’m seeking out therapy. And you all, my friends, family and my wife are standing by my side. Thank you all again for your support.

I’ve discovered new information today. If you read my story, you know that I was incredibly drunk in Hawaii and awakened to Pete performing oral sex on me.
I’ve just been told that Pete admitted that I was drugged by him. He slipped something into my drinks that night. The following morning I felt incredibly hung over and intense shame and guilt. I’ve searched my memories and feelings. And while I don’t not remember this happening. It makes absolute sense and is more than within the realm of possibility.

Pete was just starting a relapse and had countless prescription drugs anyways. I do not know what he put in my drink. But I know now why I had even less control than normal.

This was not the only time. I’ve been told that the first several times we were physical, I was drugged. This was done so that I could not say I wanted out. If I tried to say I wasn’t into it… Pete could point back to handfuls of times that I “was into it.”

This is how he created a relationship with a straight man (in addition to every other horrible thing in my story.)

This information is new and raw. I’m still processing it. I cried when I heard it. But I’m going to be ok. I never want anything like this to ever happen to anyone ever again!

Dustin
 
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KingLlama

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Thanks for all the birthday wishes. I really, truly do appreciate them.

Because I am an ADULT, my birthday is over. It officially began at 12:00 midnight two days ago, and officially ended at 11:59 p.m. last night.

Because I am an ADULT, I don't have a "birthday month", "birthday week", or "Leo season".

I did just eat the last piece of my cake, which marks the unofficial end of my birthday. But because I am an ADULT, my birthday has been over for around 13 hours now.

Oh, and one more thing...

Spencer Emmons and Katie Slockbower are talentless, gluttonous frauds who by choice have trapped themselves in perpetual adolescence. They don't live their best life. They don't live a life that others envy. They're corpulent buffoons who create third-tier content that is done quicker, better, and more creatively by at least a half-dozen other YouTube channels. They're devoid of morals, devoid of ideas, and devoid of influence. They ruin friendships, ruin park experiences, and ruin the good name of people who are otherwise probably okay. They film themselves shoveling massive amounts of food down their fat dumb mouths, smirking at the camera while lying about their "exclusive", "hard-to-get", "top-shelf" experiences, but it's all a facade.

They're cheap people living a cheap life, making cheap videos for cheap views. They used to laugh AT people....but now they're the ones being laughed at. Repeatedly. For the entire world to see.

Karma is a bitch, and its name isn't just "Monica". It's every single person whose Disney experience has been diminished by their stupid screeching. It's every cast member who has to smile to their face, but who secretly wishes they'd go away and never come back. It's every single former fan who now realizes that these are two has-beens who never were, and are actually just a couple of grifters who are too lazy and stupid to get real jobs like real adults. And yes, we know you used to get coffee for actual celebrities or hold posterboard or whatever. And yes, we know that you used to be a "nurse". But nobody wants to hear anymore about your former lives, Uncle and Aunt Rico. It doesn't matter what you WERE. What matters is what you ARE, and what you ARE is pathetic.

So stick that in your churro and smoke it, you two grifter hacks. I just cracked one open, and because I shopped at Costco last night (and didn't vlog it, because I'm a normal human being), I got 35 more of where that came from.

NOW my birthday is over.
 
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Tom Wambsgans

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Well hello everybody - welcome back to Best Life and Beyond. I just got off the Matterhorn for the 93rd time and I‘m not sure if you knew this, but I am contractually obligated by Disney Parks to say both “Yoo” and “Whoa” anytime I’m on one of the faster moving rides here at the Magic Kingdom. It ensures that those around me understand I am an elder here, and nobody is having more fun than me.

With that little matter out of the way, we are so excited to be back in the park for the reopening of everyone’s unanimously least favorite ride, the submarines! KT & I didn’t ride this very often in the past on account of her being afraid of it and me being afraid of her - but we thought we’d give it a spin for old timer’s sake. …Old time‘s sake. Sorry about that. Freudian slip.

With respect to yet another of KT’s phobias, she decided to wait for me in the Finding Nemo drunk tank where you get to watch the whole ride on a TV. While you do miss the boring, claustrophobic adventure that only a ride in a fake submarine can provide, it‘s still legit cuz the drunk tank has Air-Co.

Now that we’ve given you the entire history and POV of a ride that you never cared about in the first place, it’s time to celebrate the return of another long, skinny, and dull staple here at the Disneyland Resort. If you guessed Dylan, you are incorrect. Today we’re going to indulge in a little breakfast treat in the form of French toast sticks!

Listen as KT makes a sexual utterance while dipping her first stick in the high fructose corn syrup maple-flavored food product, and watch in awe as she once again knows it’s the greatest thing she’s ever tasted the millisecond it crosses the threshold of her teeth, aka “The Grey Stuff”.

Ok that’s all for now. Thanks for watching, Besties. Please send your thoughts & prayers and light a candle by the window to will the universe into bringing back our beloved Magic Keys. Cuz without them, we are F*#cked.

Bye bye everybody!
 
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