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- Apr 26, 2024
Saw a (granny?) tranny in the wild whilst shopping today. No photo cause the grocery store has a policy on that, so I wasn't about to get kicked out of my grocery store. I like the deals more than I like laughing at troons. He was a full foot taller than his little obese wife who was pushing a stroller with a baby. So we know the Narcissism came out full swing when the kid was born. I have sympathy for her. Hopefully she sees the light, takes care of herself more, then kicks the fucking weirdo to the curb before he murders her for a skin suit and diddles their kid in the process.
Anyway I say "Granny" because of how he was dressed. His hair was a weird patchy silver with a black streak, almost like a bad Cruella Deville dye job. It was pulled back into a painfully unbrushed ponytail. There was not enough makeup in the world that could have covered his five-o-clock shadow either, but god did he try. His outfit though was like... A weird mishmash of trying really hard to be modest but also sexy at the same time. It was also dumb with the heat wave we are having, cause it was all wool, so we go back to the rule of "Trannies never dress appropriately."
Black wool tights, a (short) black and green wool plaid skirt, a dark green ruffled women's blouse with a deep v-neck, and a black wool cardigan over that, complete with black chunky/blocky heels. Which he was lumbering around in awkwardly I might add. It was like he was trying to emulate the sexy schoolmarm/librarian look or "urban/modern" witch aesthetic that tumblr latched onto. He even had those stupid gold round lenses glasses, with the gemstone danglies/chains, that tumblrinas slap on their "Aesthetic" Original Character Donut Steel Witches. Pictured below for reference.
Anyway I say "Granny" because of how he was dressed. His hair was a weird patchy silver with a black streak, almost like a bad Cruella Deville dye job. It was pulled back into a painfully unbrushed ponytail. There was not enough makeup in the world that could have covered his five-o-clock shadow either, but god did he try. His outfit though was like... A weird mishmash of trying really hard to be modest but also sexy at the same time. It was also dumb with the heat wave we are having, cause it was all wool, so we go back to the rule of "Trannies never dress appropriately."
Black wool tights, a (short) black and green wool plaid skirt, a dark green ruffled women's blouse with a deep v-neck, and a black wool cardigan over that, complete with black chunky/blocky heels. Which he was lumbering around in awkwardly I might add. It was like he was trying to emulate the sexy schoolmarm/librarian look or "urban/modern" witch aesthetic that tumblr latched onto. He even had those stupid gold round lenses glasses, with the gemstone danglies/chains, that tumblrinas slap on their "Aesthetic" Original Character Donut Steel Witches. Pictured below for reference.
. Probably 5'3", pube beard, septum piercing, in a ridiculous "masculine" get up with tons of shitty tattoos. In a lull in the music, I heard the high, squeaky Kermit voice talking about getting all those shitty tattoos from some other stereotypical pooner named person, and laughed internally.
Although I’d prefer it to living in the inner west; every time I visit Newtown I’m reminded of how much I hate the fucking spackers with their abundance of body hair and liberal arts degrees…
