L Basket
They’re so ugly, lonely, and brain-dead they think they’re the best thing since sliced bread. They ruin your fun just to feel good about themselves.
My L Basket ruined my video game night by yelling at the TV. The TV didn’t even care.
My L Basket texted me: 'You’re not as good as me.' I told him: 'You’re not even good.'
At the park, my L Basket sat on my swing and cried because I was happy.