Well, at least he is right about Soytan

In Loving Memory of GVRF
We gather with heavy hearts to remember Garf-a man who lived simply but left a lasting mark on those who truly saw him. Short in stature and chubby in frame, he resided in a modest hut, lived on his own terms, and walked through life with a spirit that was raw, real, and entirely his.
Of African descent, Garf cherished his roots and found deep joy in the bold, comforting flavors of Afro cuisine. Meals with him were more than sustenance-they were expressions of love, memory, and identity. Food was one of the many ways he kept his culture close, and he shared it generously.
He was a person of contradictions-gentle but blunt, quiet but unforgettable. He bore a scent that many found hard to ignore-earthy, unapologetic, and part of the unfiltered truth he carried in every aspect of his life. Garf did not pretend. He was who he was.
Tragically, Garf died by suicide. We do not pretend to understand the weight he carried, nor the pain that brought him to that moment. But we do know this: he mattered. His life, in all its complexity, was worthy of love, compassion, and remembrance.
Let us not define him by how he left us, but remember him for how he lived-with honesty, depth, cultural pride, and a stubborn refusal to be anyone but himself. May we carry forward his memory not only with sorrow, but with tenderness and truth.

Rest peacefully, Garf.
You were seen. You are missed. You are loved.

Inb4 shit up comments

@TwnkH8er: Damn filter

gem

I say this but I don't really look the part albeit

antiswarthy

this video is from der'cord btw

@Chud: CORD CORD CORD CORD

@Chud: marge, who are you quoting though

>soytan WNBAG
trvke doe, iron at best

@IKillTranniesAndHugGators: furfag

vvarrior 'p really does say this xoe GEG