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It looks like we're getting set up for a Kevin Does Britain arc.
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He's Europe's problem now, suckers!

Also, I found a Throwback Thursday Tweet that I thought was too funny not to share again. I was Googling "Kathryn Gibes" (you know, as a prospective employer or credit agency might do), and I saw that we're now third on the list, behind his Twitter account and a link to The Tweet.
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roflll Kevvy gets scared going on outings to the Walmart, how the fuck he gonna handle going through multiple airports and international security checkpoints? Is Mistress gonna hold his hand the whole time?

Also adorable that he thinks he's gonna change information on his global identification document a couple months before international travel. I for one am excited for this travel shitshow saga.
 
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Fellas, if a furry convention fires all their tranny staff, do they become based?
 
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Real talk. Does Kevin genuinely think he is hot? Is AGP really that powerful of a fucking mental disorder? Even seeing his profile picture makes me feel sick let alone full selfies.

To add on to that, do other fucking trannies even think he looks good? I know the bar for being hot as a tranny is low on Twitter but my God, if Kevin is above that bar, I don’t know if I can live with that. I almost wish he’d hide between a furry or picrew avatar, I’m sick of seeing that damn AGP smirk.
 
The laundry logistics of the Tranch remain frustratingly mysterious.
Has Kev ever changed his sheets? Does he know that that's a thing people do?
I have to think he justifies not changing them by saying its "oh so very hot," smelling the musk and feeling the caked-on dead skin of his bedmates. Though realistically he's likely too lazy to do it. Or perhaps he leaves it to the more responsible members of the tranch (meaning Penny, who I'd think would be aware of how terrible the smell is). Kevin's own clothes are another matter.
 
You end up sitting in the cattle class, middle seat, next to Kevin on an intercontinental flight. What happens next? (max 100 words)
Ask him about the super secret drug smuggling spot that no law enforcement officer would ever touch during a full body cavity search and then tell the story on Kiwifarms.
Imagine, LSD or cocaine made a hundred times more potent with AM HOLE juices. Maybe Mxstress Pennywise is finally ready to expand his drug smuggling business to the overseas.
 
You end up sitting in the cattle class, middle seat, next to Kevin on an intercontinental flight. What happens next? (max 100 words)
All three fan vents at him, fully open. I play audio the Entire Flight with headphones around my neck. I request 3 packets of crackers, chew with my mouth open, and make sure to spill them on my tray table, which I then wipe clean towards him. I aggressively raise and lower the armrest and never let him use it. I click the overhead lights at least once every 15 minutes. I read a book out loud to myself from under a jacket tent. I watch a violent movie with multiple whore/tranny deaths and laugh at them.

Extra Credit?
Window seat: I get up frequently, demand he leave the row entirely then on step his seat to leave.

Aisle seat: I leave my tray table down the entire flight, even when he has to get up.
 
You end up sitting in the cattle class, middle seat, next to Kevin on an intercontinental flight. What happens next? (max 100 words)

I wake up from a slight slumber as I smell a faint whiff from my right side. My neighbour is sitting holding his(?) pants open on the front. "I'm airing it out," he explains, "we ladies have to do that". I retch as the stench becomes stronger and start looking for a way out. My way to the aisle is blocked, Just before I lose consciousness, I gather my powers and climb over to the front row, where I kick out the emergency exit door. Fresh air at last!
 
You end up sitting in the cattle class, middle seat, next to Kevin on an intercontinental flight. What happens next? (max 100 words)
Realistically, I'd probably try and find any excuse I could to go to the restroom and wash my hands. If only so that I'd have something fragrant to mask the stench. Then I'd try (and likely fail) to go to sleep, in the hope that I could escape my current predicament, even if just in my dreams. If I don't manage to sleep through the flight, I might-well read the Bible—not just because I'd like to, but also to possibly piss Kevin off a little bit. Lord forgive me.
 
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Real talk. Does Kevin genuinely think he is hot? Is AGP really that powerful of a fucking mental disorder? Even seeing his profile picture makes me feel sick let alone full selfies.
Possibly yes, his ego is something that always keeping him complimenting about himself and boasts about it like a prideful child. Depends on each trannies, it could be strong or not, but for most trannies, they are super strong to their might.
To add on to that, do other fucking trannies even think he looks good?
Sane trannies would never think he would ever look good. He is on par with the other ugly trannies.
 
Possibly yes, his ego is something that always keeping him complimenting about himself and boasts about it like a prideful child. Depends on each trannies, it could be strong or not, but for most trannies, they are super strong to their might.

Sane trannies would never think he would ever look good. He is on par with the other ugly trannies.
“Sane trannies”
:story:
 
First two things Kevin will do when he arrives to the UK:
-Coom
-Tweet a made up story about being harassed in the plane by le evil cis white male (or a TERF) sitting next to him.

I expect a detailed account of being groped by security staff in both airports after the porn scanner shows a void where people'd expect... something.
 
You know, by planning a vacation (it can be argued that Kevin's trip is not actually a Vacation as laying about and doing fuck all besides entertaining himself is his natural state but whatever) in a foreign nation, Kevin is demonstrating just how nonessential he is to the functioning of the Tranch. Sure his official Job title is “social media manager “but that maybe takes up an hour of his time every day, the rest of which is spent tweeting, cooming, consooming and grooming. Can you imagine one of the field troons going on a European vacation with grifted money to meet foreign tranny friends? Can you imagine the impact that it would have on the functioning of the tranch? Albeit Kevin can do his “job“ from anywhere in the world with an internet connection but still.
 
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