An incel was going around wearing clown makeup, spraying people in the face with seltzer water, and whining about how nobody liked him and how unfair it was. Most people avoided him as some kind of malicious troll, or threatened him if he didn’t stop, but one day Becky decided to risk engaging him.
“You know, if you would just stop with that creepy clownface and stop spraying people, maybe they’d like you more,” she said.
“Nobody cares about that! Everyone hates me because I have thick ankles! You hate me because I have thick ankles too, you superficial slut!” he whined back.
Becky was confused, and this confusion was evident on her face. “But you always wear pants. I’ve never seen your ankles. I don’t think anyone else has. Why would they hate you for something they don’t even know about?”
“You are a liar and deserve to be raped!” spat out the incel, and sprayed her in the face and ran away. And he lived miserably ever after, but at least his delusions remained safe. Once again proving that all incels are fundamentally clowncels.