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You end up sitting in the cattle class, middle seat, next to Kevin on an intercontinental flight. What happens next? (max 100 words)
Well if the cabin emergency door somehow became open and triggered a decompression event, you could kick his fat ass into opening and seal it long enough to land.
 
Well if the cabin emergency door somehow became open and triggered a decompression event, you could kick his fat ass into opening and seal it long enough to land.

I forgot to make it clear, but the Kevster is of course sitting near the aisle. To lop him out of the door would require you to drag this massive man over your lap, and into the hands of the person nearest the window.

There's no way out, and you've only reached as far as Montreal. Think quick!
 
None if you would do anything. You'd shoot him a dirty look then spend the rest of the flight glaring at your phone, posting in here.
Politely, good sir, you underestimate how easy it is to make a 2x4 square hell by simply spilling airline cracker dust everywhere, refusing to actually put headphones on, and constantly fidgeting.

Weaponized autism.
 
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.
He would absolutely fetishize the body scanner. Something about the secret Nazi TERF TSA agent being forced to view his chameleon tits and amhole and passing him along as a woman.
 
Still, I can hope he has a sperg out as soon as he walks through the arrivals gate at Heathrow.
Optimistic to assume he'd make it to Heathrow. I could MAYBE see him successfully navigating an airport at the end of a backpack leash. (The kind for toddlers, where the backpack is a stuffed animal, assuming one exists in his size, of course.) But there's no way he has the social skills to get through TSA in a giant metal sex collar.
 
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Has Kevin ever flown? I can't imagine him making connections and not cooming for that many hours. Can he hold it together that long?
If there was no internet onboard or Kevin got told to stow his electronics, there would be quite the chimpout.

Although I doubt he'll travel anyway, unless Phil looks after the arrangements and goes with him. This is Kev teasing about something he'd like but is too scared to actually do, like at the con.
 
Penny does all the social media. You can tell by his CTE army grammar.
Kevin’s official job was booking them at furry conventions and the one convention he booked them at turned out to be some terf enterprise or whatever the fuck is happening with denfur.
IIRC Kevie was supposed to be both Gash Coyote's social media butt monkey and the social media representative of Tran Ranch at the same time when they were attending Denfur. It was extremely weird since, as it was pointed out by other posters, Gash is already a popufur in his own right. I suspect Phil quietly took back control after realizing Kev was doing fuck all to further the Tranch Agenda and kept grifting for troonsformers allowance instead.
 
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.
Quarantined and nothing else to do.

One fine day in May, the Colorado airport security checkpoint was staffed by a new 20-year-old TSA agent, fresh-faced and hopeful, about to complete his last shift of training. His mind harkened back to the grim expression on his trainer's face that morning, when he promised him that today was the day that "makes or breaks you" as a TSA agent. Steeling his nerves, the young agent began guiding the passengers through the metal detectors when all of a sudden a massive, hulking beast sporting an ill-fitting, garish tank top and thin gray shorts that seem to disappear completely near the waist walks up. The beast gives the agent a crooked, one-sided smirk with comically raised eyebrows, accentuating the craters and scars on his enormous fivehead. He spreads his massive arms to his sides, gleefully awaiting to be touched by anything with a pulse. Its sad, asymmetrical, saggy breasts shift to point at 4 and 11 o'clock, and a heavy tuft of wiry armpit hair, newly exposed, wafted an air of rancid animal waste. The poor, overworked TSA agent reluctantly approaches and begins waving the metal detector wand about the beast's forearms, stomach, back, and as it went below the creature's turgid gunt, it began emitting a fevered siren.

The agent choked down a gulp and looked up at the creature, who seemed pleased at the reaction it was getting. In a deep and craggy voice, it calmly reassured the agent, "Oh, I think that's my dilating wand...part of it broke off a few weeks ago. Just girly things, hehe! ....gosh, are you going to have to pull me aside and...frisk me? 🥵"

A simmering mass of vomit and bile, fierce enough to burn a hole through the fuselage, began to rise up the agent's mouth. Choking it down and screwing his courage, he replied simply,

"It's okay, you're clear s-"

The beast's face contorted into a scowl and he began to glare at the young agent with all its blaze of basilisk hate. As its lip began to quiver, the agent rushed to correct himself: "You're clear ma'am."

As soon as the creature lumbered on past the checkpoint, the agent turned toward his station and began to fight back a wave of dry-heaving. For he had just come face to face with the terror known only as...

THE AMHOLE AT 37,000 FEET
 
You end up sitting in the cattle class, middle seat, next to Kevin on an intercontinental flight. What happens next? (max 100 words)
Ask Kev if it is his first trip to the UK. Then tell him it is also my first trip and that it has always been my dream to travel to the UK because Harry Potter is my favorite book ever and JK Rowling is my absolute favorite author ever. Then I'll pull out my kindle and tell Kev I'm going to reread the book again for like the 100th time because I want to prep myself for the trip. We will ignore each other for the remainder of the trip.

Then I wait for Kev's Twitter rant about how he totally owned a TERF on the plane and the whole cabin clapped after he finished lecturing me about Terfy Rowling and shocking me when he reveals that he is actually a stunning and brave transwoman. I mean, he'll have several hours to cope and seethe (but not dilate) about it, so it would be fun to see what he wishes he would have done instead of sitting there meekly stewing in anger and AmHole juice.
 
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.
Tyler the creator got blocked entry for the UK for saying Faggot in a song that was at least 5 years old when our cunty govt took issue with it.
I'm pretty sure Kev says that shit on the daily.

PROTECT OUR NATIONAL SOVEREIGNTY FROM THIS GRAVE THREAT

It is also for his own safety- he might get amhole thrombosis on the flight.
it is also for the good of British Airways- they dont want a grease stain on thier headrest, and drippings stain on seat.
Imagine the waft every time Kev shuffles.
He is also 1000% the type of person who would like, take his shoes and socks off .

Will he be able to resist the urge of tweeting-about-and-then-not becoming a member of the mile high club?

Its gonna be a lot harder to come all the way over here promising to fuck his UK 'girlfriends' who i assume he's staying with, and then not.
He can just about avoid it at a furry con cos they've got their own rooms- but his beggings will be swallowed up on the flight...hell, the whole flight was probably paid for by one of the troons who intends to squelch.
He will be wandering into some opposite dimension Tranch, in London, but with 5 untermenschen sharing a bed instead of 3.

I think the amhole is finally gonna be breached.
you can only plead jetlag so long..


Regarding Katheryn Gibes websearch standings...not looking so good.
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Come on Farmers of the USA, spare us this fucking horror. I implore you to make a call to the authorities that Kevin is planning an airside attack or something.
We are the pure, the clean, the subjects of the Royal Rowling, we don't want this walking wound on our hallowed terf.

I mean sure we've got Amy Petrelli but he's just a cuddly, misunderstood teddy bear, everybody's favourite uncle.

Don't do this to us. Kevin is quickly becoming the most degenerate fat man that ever lived, he makes Idi Amin look like Bungle. He makes Jeffrey Dahmer an ideal room mate, Peter Sutcliffe somebody you'd want to pick you up on a dark night and Jimmy Savile your first choice for a babysitter.

Don't spread the contagion.
let's be honest, he'll be lucky if he makes it past security at Heathrow
 
Kevin is still carrying on about con drama [A] and announced that the tranch will not be attending any Corgi LLC events until Treble’s fired and everyone is offered their jobs back. [A]
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Just had to throw this in too: [A]
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Wedge also threw his two cents in on the con fiasco. [A]
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In other news, he paid his car off yesterday! [A]
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HAPPY VALENTINES DAY
I went overboard

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Kiwifarms is still freaking out so uploading will take a minuet. The others will come later

Bonus:

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This is type of shit I love to see! Here’s some more PNGs that I’ve been holding off on posting.
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Believe it or not the Bonnie one was from a news article photo, I’m so glad I found a bunch of those because there more funny ones like that. Not as hilarious though. And I know I put the Kevin laying PNG in a post already but I didn’t update the PNG megapost with it so it’s here again.
 
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