Amerigan Psycho

Why is he so memetic?

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i got dubs

that's nothing

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it causes an unprecedented increase in dubs

I have to return some dubs.

Bateman's who we all strive to be

Dubs

hmm i dont know

close

incoming with the only dubs in this thread

Sir, I think you dropped these.

Dropped my chainsaw

terrible dubs thread

no can dooo

If dubs, the dubs meme is dead forever.

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well said

How'd a nitwit like you get so tasteful?

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>formerly dubs

>20 replies
>only one set of dubs
Let me fix that.

Imagine being Patrick Bateman in that scene and having to be all like "damn, Paul Allen, you fuckin' fine, nice card with that subtle off white coloring and the tasteful thickness of it. I would totally do squash with you, both my 'normal' persona and the real me." when all he really wants to do is dissect another 16 year old in his dressing room. Like seriously imagine having to be Bateman and not only sit in that chair while Paul Allen flaunts his disgusting haircut at you, the favorable lighting barely concealing his shitty tan, and just sit there, hour after hour, while he perfected that fruity little hand gesture. Not only having to tolerate his monstrous fucking visage but his haughty attitude as everyone in mergers and acquisitions tells him he's STILL GOT IT and DAMN, PAUL ALLEN LOOKS LIKE *THAT*?? because they're not the ones who have to sit there and watch his mannish fucking gremlin face contort into types of grimaces you didn't even know existed before that day. You've been fucking nothing but a healthy diet of blondes and hookers and later alleged murder victims for your ENTIRE CAREER coming straight out of Harvard Business School. You've never even seen anything this fucking disgusting before, and now you swear you can taste the sweat that's breaking out on your forehead as you notice his card has a watermark, smugly assured that you are enjoying the opportunity to get paid to sit there and revel in his "statuesque (for that is what he calls himself)" physique, the physique he worked so hard for with personal trainers in the previous months. And then he mentions his reservation at Dorsia, and you know you could kill every single person in this room before the security could put you down, but you sit there and endure, because you're fucking Bateman. You're not going to lose your future political career over this. Just bear it. Hide your face and bear