The story began in 1987 in a small town. Even as a little boy, everything was a struggle for Daniel. School was difficult; he had extreme problems focusing, leading to bad grades. Gym class was the worst, as he lacked any natural physical abilities.

But Daniel was determined to succeed in life. He overcame all his difficulties through hard work, studying three times as hard as the other kids and training outside of school.

By his late 30s, his difficult life had shaped him into someone who never gave up, someone who fought to overcome anything life threw at him. His engineering career was a success, with a high-paying job working on projects anyone could only dream of.

Daniel could overcome anything he set his mind to—a true testament to his talent and will.

So when Daniel was diagnosed with cancer, he didn’t give up. He fought that battle for five years, determined to beat it for his wife and three adopted children.

He had overcome dyslexia, social anxiety, and a near-fatal accident in his youth. He was a survivor. He told everyone he would survive. He believed in himself. Anything was possible with his mindset.

But Daniel died. Cancer won, and he didn’t. Leaving his wife and three adopted children behind. Leaving all of his wealth to his thick thighs Latina nurse, Gloria...

©Mad

To everyone who didn't believe in me, okay, you were right.

But it's still not nice of you. 

The only thing I hate about Top Gear TV show, is celebrities fragments. 

I really don't give a flying fuck what they do, what they think or what they have to say. 

Hello wievers. I have been out for a while due to my condition. Please enjoy my previous posts. 🙏 

Was about to change Vanos seals and bearings today. All of my parts and tools needed for the job are here and ready to go. I opened the hood and I closed the hood. 

Been working out, you know, not fanatically, whenever I have time or not too lazy. One thing really showed results is kettlebell. Not results in a bodybuilding senses. Results do show and are more noticeable than if I would use dumbbells. And my lower back does not hurt as much. Doing swings I guess. So yea, picked up this 35lb and just got moving.

I swear, this is upsetting. Why? let me explain. Back in a day, when you wanted to play a game on PC, shit, any game will do. You get a CD or you download the game and that's it, you are ready to play. Old PC no problem.

And now. Downloaded a game Diablo II Resurrected Infernal Edition

And guess what? My computer is not to specs… It's one year old computer. Frustrating that in order to play games on PC now days you have to spend $$$ on upgrades(memory cards, graphic cards, rams and shit).

In reality, you want to play game? Go buy a GAMING PC. 

When we were coming up in the 2000s, you’d see these people on screen — celebrities, massive stars, household names -  pulling in millions. You figured they were set for life. They had the mansions, the entourage, the ridiculous excess, planes and you honestly thought they were untouchable.

Then you hit 2026 and see them popping up in some soul-crushing, 30-second spot for a predatory payday lender or some bottom-tier, fly-by-night company that you know is a scam. Or a dumb ass casino app. It’s impossible not to look at that and think, «Damn, they actually hit rock bottom.» They burned through every cent of that fortune, and now they’re hawking garbage just to keep the lights on. It’s not just a career shift; it’s a humiliating, pathetic freefall from grace. The «extras» used to be the ones you didn't notice, but seeing a former icon reduced to a commercial shill for the cheapest companies on Earth? That’s the real tragedy.

Holy fuck — you hop on social media, read the comments under certain posts, and just stand there absolutely dumbfounded.

Rice and chicken for dinner? That’s just slop. A 60-square-meter apartment? A pigs shed — and the decor isn't «Instagrammable» enough. A 2020 car? An ancient, fart-stained clunker. A one-and-a-half-year-old who pronounces every letter perfectly and recites poetry with expression? Yeah, well, *my* kid practically crawled right out of the womb and immediately started quoting *Das Kapital*.

On the internet, everyone lives in the Palace of Versailles; they’re all gourmet chefs, geniuses, and billionaires.

But step out onto the street, and half the people look like they’ve washed their faces in piss — total victims of urine therapy.