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      7 days ago

      I would agree, but she can still walk herself to where she needs to go. Can yours?

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          7 days ago

          So that’s a “no my mom doesn’t walk anymore”?

          Two thirds of adults. Obese.

          That’s facts you can’t deny nor pretend like the US is just one among many and not worse-off than say, my country? ;D

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              6 days ago

              Seems like you’re having a little temper-tantrum against me, spamming one word replies in several threads because of how angry a simple comment about you not even bothering to google the thing youre supposedly debating made you.

              Hahaha

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              6 days ago

              Aww, did you get a little tantrum because I hit the nail on the head with how you didn’t even google “neurodevelopmental disorder” despite being obsessed with replying to me? :(

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                  6 days ago

                  You don’t even understand the basic terminology of the subject you’re trying to argue, so you’re having this childish tantrum in public if I might remind you.

                  Imagine acting like that irl. You have metaphorically torn your hair, cried, and now you’re screaming and kicking while laying on the floor yelling what you think are bad things.

                  And you call me hilarious.