Off-Topic Troon sightings in the wild

[Toolbox]

Not really in the wild, but I don't know where to put this.
An ad I've been getting with a disabled troon in a wheelchair used expedia and has a smirk when booking his vacation.

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here's the actual ad, don't watch it (fuck ads)

Spoiler: fuck ads

And a couple comments lol

Spoiler: comments

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Also hilarious.

The ad really gets me with the 'powered by chatgpt' included as some sort of 'pro'. Literally every service now has to shove some proprietary ai garbage in somewhere because they believe it's the in thing. What part of expedia's website improved by an LLM chatbot?? This probably just means they fired more chat responders/call center workers.

 

[indomitable snowman]

Tire service place pooner! Probably early 20s,

Ha there's a pooner working at the tire place I go to too.
Looks totally out of place compared to all the men who are much taller and bigger than her working there.

 

[Helvítis Túristi]

We got a new employee this month. After a couple of days she starts complaining about how her current boyfriend and ex abuse her. The girls at work tell her she needs to leave the boyfriend, but she keeps making excuses. Friday I saw the [boyfriend] pick her up and started doubting that it was a guy, no guy is that feminine looking. Yesterday she let slip she's with a pooner. In a nutshell, she's a low IQ handmaiden dyke who always seems to date pooners that abuse her. Not sure if I should chalk this up to the lesbian domestic violence rates or women not handling testosterone well. Either way, I'm even less inclined to feel sympathy for her as her misery is self inflicted.

 

[Blanche]

I was just out earlier with my partner and we saw one. Shitty bright blue dye job, wearing a face mask (In 2024, nigga? Really? Like that's gonna make you less clockable?) in the progress pride colours. You know how they say, "You can never tell?"

We both IMMEDIATELY clocked him and both laughed heartily as he virginwalked by us. That's really fun to do in public, by the way. I thoroughly recommend it. I mean, what's he gonna do? Call the police because we were laughing? "You got a loicense for that chuckle, m8?" He can't even prove we were laughing at him.

I still wear a mask, but it's mostly because I'm an autistic loser. I think trannies wear them to hide the Jay Leno chin.

I'd kiss my shotgun if someone thought I was trans for wearing a mask

 

[Anasa Tristis]

Ha there's a pooner working at the tire place I go to too.
Looks totally out of place compared to all the men who are much taller and bigger than her working there.

That's probably a very desirable job with the pooner set. More manly and higher status than being a deli counter or pizza delivery pooner. (The other genres in my area.) Her co worker was an older Latino woman, probably mid 50s, who was anything but passive and demure. The two of them made quite the pair. And an odd and sad contrast of past and present feminism.

 

[Catto Gatto]

I thought I was pretty much desensitized to troons at this point. I was wrong.

Husband and I were leaving Knott’s Berry Farm and suddenly faced the most horrific creature I’ve ever seen. Being vertically challenged, I’m not great at guessing heights but this guy towered over my 6’1 husband so he had to be at least 6’5. Fat, pasty fuck wearing a strapless dress with leggings underneath. He was completely bald on top with very long frizzy hair protruding from the sides. Glasses, pizza face, double chin. He was yelling at his purple haired hand-maiden friend as we passed by. Checked all the boxes but up until then I’d never seen a genuine basement-dwelling troon in the wild, presumably because they don’t get out much.

It was so bad that my husband refused to believe the guy was a True and Honest troon, insisted that he had lost a bet on the Super Bowl or something. Because even the homeless crackhead troons in our old neighborhood made more of an effort to pass than this abomination.

 

[Special spoonie]

I thought I was pretty much desensitized to troons at this point. I was wrong.

Husband and I were leaving Knott’s Berry Farm and suddenly faced the most horrific creature I’ve ever seen. Being vertically challenged, I’m not great at guessing heights but this guy towered over my 6’1 husband so he had to be at least 6’5. Fat, pasty fuck wearing a strapless dress with leggings underneath. He was completely bald on top with very long frizzy hair protruding from the sides. Glasses, pizza face, double chin. He was yelling at his purple haired hand-maiden friend as we passed by. Checked all the boxes but up until then I’d never seen a genuine basement-dwelling troon in the wild, presumably because they don’t get out much.

It was so bad that my husband refused to believe the guy was a True and Honest troon, insisted that he had lost a bet on the Super Bowl or something. Because even the homeless crackhead troons in our old neighborhood made more of an effort to pass than this abomination.

Wow that’s insane. You know you raise a good point. Why do these repulsive basement dwellers demand so many rights when they never go anywhere. That’s why it’s so hard to peak normies because they never normally see these freaks.

 

[WitchyBitchy]

Not sure where else to put it but my sister in law is dating a troon, who apparently got the chop. Holidays so far have been…interesting. Basically he’s the elephant in the room.

The troon is pretty quiet, polite. Sister in law just wants to be “special” and “different” from the rest of the family.

All of the based family members have been just calling the troon a “he-she” when my sister in law and him aren’t around.

 

[Great General Ri Shin]

Several years ago during the middle of the wu flu hullabaloo I was in the habit of driving up to school multiple times a week despite being allowed to relax and take classes at home. I regret doing this in hindsight but it did keep me sharp at the time, but I spent a lot of time being basically alone in a classroom with the teacher while they ran the class call. Now I had this teacher, very unfortunate man. Short, slight frame, emaciated look to him, sunken and flat eyes. Probably early thirties at the oldest but the guy looked half dead. I don’t know quite how the guy felt “on the inside” or what have you but he always spoke in this dead monotone and had a tendency to drone on. He seemed kind of miserable and I had assumed he probably had a no social life and didn’t take enough care of himself for the modern dating scene. I was taking a test in his class one day and, because I was up there in person, he let me use one of those physical reference sheets. Once I’d finished I got up to hand it back to him. He didn’t notice me coming since he was listening to music or something on this tablet he had. When he notices me he puts the tablet down face up on the table and what do I see? Discord open, trans flag server on his dashboard. He wasn’t a very good teacher if I’m being honest but because of how seemingly down on his luck he was a just rationalized that a lot of public servers for games/youtubers/internet communities do the pride flag shit year round. I hadn’t quite peaked yet, but looking back this guy was probably the most troonout-vulnerable person I’d ever met. One summer later and I’m taking a different class in the same area when I see him. He’s grown his hair out like 3 more inches, and sprouted tits(?) or maybe he had some bolt-ons put in. He can’t pull it off at all though and looks like a fucked up character model or something. Despite being kind of short, shoulder/hip is way off for a ‘femme’ look, and his moobs poke out of his chest in a really unnatural way, like his side profile would be skewed forward. Still looks like a depressed lich, still talks like a bored librarian, but I’m sure he’s telling his discord goon-buddies about how his “transition” saved his life and he’s so happy to be living as his authentic self, etc. Even though I pitied him at the time, I kind of struggle to feel bad for the guy on reflection. It was all self inflicted. Sure he was kind of fucked looking and the coofantine was a really lonely time for a lot of people, but he could have decided to actually improve his life, maybe start eating actually decent food or something, get some gym time. Nobody made him beat off until he killed what little soul he had left, and all it got him are hollow “allies”, no substitute for a genuine friend. Troon horror exposure is similar to the divine comedy. The ultimate truth is that they do it to themselves and they deserve it.

 

[Koby_Fish]

We got a new employee this month. After a couple of days she starts complaining about how her current boyfriend and ex abuse her. The girls at work tell her she needs to leave the boyfriend, but she keeps making excuses. Friday I saw the [boyfriend] pick her up and started doubting that it was a guy, no guy is that feminine looking. Yesterday she let slip she's with a pooner. In a nutshell, she's a low IQ handmaiden dyke who always seems to date pooners that abuse her. Not sure if I should chalk this up to the lesbian domestic violence rates or women not handling testosterone well. Either way, I'm even less inclined to feel sympathy for her as her misery is self inflicted.

six of one, half a dozen of the other, whynotboth.gif. Wouldn't surprise me if both were co-dependent Cluster B Clusterfucks.

There's an obvious pooner working as a security guard at a mall. Even with the beard from T you can still tell female identified at birth, the voice hasn't really changed at all. Plus they're short. I guess there's more than one of those in town like that, now. Which doesn't surprise me; this town is a leftist cesspit that just attracts leftists and various mixed nuts AND drug addicts. What is it about good/mild weather that attracts all the exceptional individuals?

 

[Coo Coo Bird]

What is it about good/mild weather that attracts all the exceptional individuals?

You can sleep outside all year.

 

[glad vlad]

Troon log, stardate 4/12/2024

Took eldest sprog to get new shoes at a local store. A shoe store clerk was prowling the store floor: I saw them from behind. Short, a little chubby, clad in pants with too many zippers, kinda goth-ish, an unnecessary vest worn over a dress shirt, short curly hair…. tense, fighty vibe…A CANE!!!

At checkout my instincts were confirmed. An obvious pooner, wearing a FERGUS name tag. Just looked like a weird awkward girl hiding her boobs under a vest, zero maleness about her except for the fake name. The store phone rang while her coworker, a normal early 20s guy, took care of our purchase. Fergus froze with obvious masculine phone anxiety as the phone continued to ring. Finally her coworker shot her an annoyed look and she picked up, voice quavering. “Local shoe store, F-Fergus speaking.”

The Aidens who have fake canes are always especially annoying and dramatic. Why can’t they ever be laid back slacker bros?

 

[The Grimace]

Troon log, stardate 4/12/2024

Took eldest sprog to get new shoes at a local store. A shoe store clerk was prowling the store floor: I saw them from behind. Short, a little chubby, clad in pants with too many zippers, kinda goth-ish, an unnecessary vest worn over a dress shirt, short curly hair…. tense, fighty vibe…A CANE!!!

At checkout my instincts were confirmed. An obvious pooner, wearing a FERGUS name tag. Just looked like a weird awkward girl hiding her boobs under a vest, zero maleness about her except for the fake name. The store phone rang while her coworker, a normal early 20s guy, took care of our purchase. Fergus froze with obvious masculine phone anxiety as the phone continued to ring. Finally her coworker shot her an annoyed look and she picked up, voice quavering. “Local shoe store, F-Fergus speaking.”

The Aidens who have fake canes are always especially annoying and dramatic. Why can’t they ever be laid back slacker bros?

I don't get where the cane shit came from. I remember a few years ago seeing the odd college student do it and it was weird as hell.

 

[The Hoh Rainforest]

I don't get where the cane shit came from.

It's oopression points-maxing, they want to be "visibly disabled". They are neurotic little girls competing for social status by playing victim for sympathy, you know, as manly men do. That's why that don't even try to pass, the point is to look trans, not look like men.
Edit: and @glass_houses brings up trooning/pooning + illness faking are both attention seeking behaviors that they are stacking together, along with always hideous fashion sense.

 

[glass_houses]

I don't get where the cane shit came from. I remember a few years ago seeing the odd college student do it and it was weird as hell.

It's oopression points-maxing, they want to be "visibly disabled". They are neurotic little girls competing for social status by playing victim for sympathy, you know, as manly men do. That's why that don't even try to pass, the point is to look trans, not look like men.

There's this weird, ongoing intersection of the troon and spooner communities. If someone tells you that they're a spoony, then it's pretty much certain that they're either a troon or a queer themselves. I can't quite wrap my head around it personally.

 

[The Grimace]

There's this weird, ongoing intersection of the troon and spooner communities. If someone tells you that they're a spoony, then it's pretty much certain that they're either a troon or a queer themselves. I can't quite wrap my head around it personally.

A spoony? I need an explanation lol.

 

[The Gunt Whisperer]

A spoony? I need an explanation lol.

Disability LARPing.

Spoon theory has become popular recently. From Wikipedia:

“The spoon theory is a metaphor describing the amount of physical and/or mental energy that a person has available for daily activities and tasks, and how it can become limited. It was coined by U.S. writer and blogger Christine Miserandino in 2003 as a way to express how it felt to have lupus; explaining the viewpoint in a diner, she gave her friend a handful of spoons and described them as units of energy to be spent performing everyday actions, representing how chronic illness forced her to plan out days and actions in advance so as to not run out of energy.”

For people who are disabled or dealing with chronic illness, it is a sound metaphor. But it has also been adopted and co-opted by every munchie, malingerer suffering from self-diagnosed ailments or conditions like fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue etc. (these diseases, and things like POTS and EDS, do exist. People really have them. But diagnosis is symptom-based and there isn’t a definitive test for them. Which makes them very popular among the illness fakers. Of the plethora of people claiming these ailments, a small fraction are legit. Very small fraction.)

Being a spoonie or munchie seems to go hand in hand with being a TIF.

 

[Battery Low]

A spoony? I need an explanation lol.

Further to what's already been said, there's a general thread dedicated to them: https://kiwifarms.st/threads/munchausens-by-internet-malingerers-munchies-spoonies-etc.29936/

My pfp is from there. Despite her unfortunate bone structure she's actually female and a rare terf-munchie! I could sperg on for way to long as to why she's one of my favourite minor-cows, so I'll just recommend searching for Katie Schmude for some quasi-retarded, skinwalking, tendon slashing buffoonery. If munchies are the sort of thing that floats your boat!

 

[Anasa Tristis]

I don't get where the cane shit came from.

Some pooner canes are legit. Ending up in a wheelchair can happen too. T (and going through an early artificially induced menopause) makes their bones brittle. Many such cases.

 

[Procrastinhater]

nigger and his spic friend walk in. The nigger, dreadlocks swinging wildly as he steps into the store, immediately yells out MAN IT SMELLS LIKE SHIT IN HERE! the troon does not greet him like he did every other customer. The store is filled with a deafening silence as everyone else agrees with the coloured man's assertions but is sadly too melanin-deficient to voice their approval.

My fucking sides