Keffals / Clara Sorrenti / Lucas John Roberts / Queen Clara the Fart Dominatrix / SorrentiThott - Twitter / Twitch slacktivist. Obsessed with being famous. Operator of the Catboy Ranch. Canadian T-Girl porn star and independent Fart Fetish / Findom Dominatrix. Personally sponsored sending Chinese HRT from Brazil to children without parental consent.

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This is someone who spends their life terminally online. Good fucking God. No one with a life cares about 'Twitter ratio'ing''.

Forgot to mention that he posted about struggling with alcoholism. He said something to the effect of "Between the middle of January and now (may 1st 2020) I have not been sober for more than 4 days".
:optimistic::optimistic: He's going to die from alcohol poisoning soon 🦀🦀
 
They said they wouldn't go private and they love the attention so I'm not concerned about featuring this.

Here's your homework assignment to keep the thread fresh:

Go to Twitter and pull up one of the two accounts. Type in from:Keffals or from:secretkeffals and then a random word. Try to find entertaining tweets. They've posted thousands upon thousands of tweets, surely there's something funny everyone can find with the right term.



While doing archives I noticed someone had decided to archive this tweet of where they posted their ass. If you're not logged in, just imagine the world's most filtered ass. like a normal man's ass, but sandblasted until it's just two beige gradient spheres.

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Shades of when Momokun image edited her own ass out of existence.

I decided do play a game with myself and see how far I could scroll into Keffie's feed before I ran across a tweet that had absolutely no self-awareness.
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Answer: 4 seconds.
 
Shades of when Momokun image edited her own ass out of existence.

I decided do play a game with myself and see how far I could scroll into Keffie's feed before I ran across a tweet that had absolutely no self-awareness.
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Answer: 4 seconds.
I think this lack of self-awareness is society's fault. Society seems to really discourage self-awareness- I've been praised for having the quality but it's always by individuals that roll their eyes at the same things and scoff in the same ways. There really does seem to be a giant mass of people that live robotically- they say things like "Gee, sure sounds like you had a bad day" and think they contributed to a conversation, they say "good for you" and countless other empty platitudes, they have bumper stickers with "bad bitch" and other stupid shit on them, and they consume modern media and don't see how insanely inferior it is to things from just a decade or two ago.

There were recently a huge amount of people that came out as being unable to picture things when prompted, and I think it's a similar phenomenon with troons, too- after all, you'd need a great deal of self-awareness to realize that you stand less than a millionth of a chance of "passing" as a woman and that such a thing is inherently deceitful to both yourself and others. That inability to picture the results of trooning out and the inability to look at images of "neovaginas" and immediately see something horribly wrong seems to be that complete and utter lack of a self-checking mechanism that treats you harshly but truthfully. People are coddling themselves into the 41%, and that's great, but it's worth knowing why they're doing it.
 
He also ran a podcast called The Communist Current.

Their patreon now redirects to Keffals' own page and the videos still "exist" on Keffals' youtube, but they're hidden. Also they have a website, it's now offline but it has been archived. It also mentions him being from London, Ontario, so the dick shaped neighbourhood might be his actually address.

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Son: can we have Fidel Castro?
Mom: no we have Fidel Castro at home
Fidel Castro at home:
 
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