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05/20/2026 (Wed) 04:28
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>>29091 >>29092 >"Most soyjak posters who are forced onto endchan are undesirables like this" Is not it at all. Neither is the existence of imageboards. You're lashing out because you're upset someone is shitting on soyjak posters. Here. I'll do it more.
I've been around IBs since alt.binaries of the 1990s. Most soyjak posters who are forced onto imageboards aren't 'le ebin trolls' or whatever cope they tell themselves, they're straight-up undesirables, the kind of social rejects who couldn't hack it anywhere else and now treat every thread like their personal litter box. It's not the imageboards themselves; those were fine before the infestation. No, they're just lashing out because someone finally called the stench for what it is. But here's the part that the person you're responding to got dead right.
Nobody wants these clowns around. Not the normies, not the oldfags, not even the edgelords who do things for the lulz. The only ones who do are their own ingroup of shitty soy boys jerking each other off with the same handful of hideous cartoons. And holy shit, those cartoons. The sheer aesthetic crime of it all. Soyjaks aren't 'funny' or 'relatable'; they're grotesque little gremlins with bulging eyes, gaping mouths, and that permanent half-melted expression of no wit dipshit mixed with panic. They're drawn like a fever dream from someone who hates beauty on principle.
Distorted, sloppy, zero effort beyond the punchline of 'look how triggered this makes the other side.' It's the visual equivalent of nails on a chalkboard, and they spam it everywhere like it's high art. Tone-deaf doesn't even begin to cover it. These soyjak party retards strut around like they've cracked the code of the universe with their wojak variants, blissfully unaware that the rest of the board, the rest of the internet, hell, any other member of society who sees it, recoils in embarrassment for them. They barge into threads, derail actual conversation with their in-joke circlejerk, flood the catalog with low-effort slop, and then act shocked when the banhammer drops.
As if 'fun' means turning every space into a daycare for emotionally stunted manchildren who communicate exclusively in ugly, badly drawn toons that look like they were traced by a blindfolded toddler on heroin. Everyone else just wants them to fuck off back to their containment boards and stop shitting up the place. The fact that they can't read the room (or the 50 replies telling them to kill themselves) is what makes it so pathetic.
The pool is closed because of AIDS.