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lol!Spotted this creature out in the wild, the funniest part was the way he walked as it very un-ladylike and his five o-clock shadow.
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Look at those massive cloppers and very masculine legs.
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lol!Spotted this creature out in the wild, the funniest part was the way he walked as it very un-ladylike and his five o-clock shadow.
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Was he giving hand jobs at the stop light?What made it surreal was that he was in old-style rollerskates, that put me in mind of Terry from Reno 911
Sounds like you bumped into our very own Tony “named Erin after a small child I had a crush on when I was 7” Reed. Tombstone teeth, lank hair and a terrible choice inToday my husband and I went to the local shopping center. I wanted to stop into the makeup store to take a look around. I went to the eye makeup aisle to browse, only for a grotesque goblin of a troon to stop right next to me to look at some eyeliner. I immediately turned and glanced at them when I heard their booming voice that was 400 octaves lower than a woman's. They were dressed like a grandma with a poor attempt at being "alt" as they call it nowadays or goth. Their makeup was shit. They had purple lipstick on their thin ass lips and I'm not sure if they were trying to make their curly hair look like it had gel or mousse in it but it looked like a stringy gollum mop on their head. They had football player shoulders that were clearly too big for the cardigan they were wearing. He looked haggard as fuck so I couldn't tell if he was college-aged or not. Probably not. As soon as I heard the voice I immediately turned on my heels to my husband who was behind me. They were hanging out with another younger girl that wore the shittiest fit they probably mass-ordered from Shein.
My husband immediately knew and we walked out of the store together. My husband was like, "Did you see that heretic?" like a Warhammer marine. We went into the adjacent bookstore there and while he was getting coffee he texted me, "The heretic has walked into the bookstore". I didn't see them in there but we ended up leaving. Anyway, it had been a while since I had seen a troon out in the wild like that. Idk why it ruined my makeup shopping experience but it did haha.
Ma’am her! And report back! I’ll bet you the reaction will be hilarious.There's a pooner instructor at the gym I go to. First time I noticed her I saw she had very wide hips, despite trying to hide them with a large t-shirt. The sparse neckbeard and unmuscled arms made me even more suspicious. And then I heard her speak: unmistakable frog voice. I've seen her use the pulley (during work hours) a few times but the arms don't seem to get any better. She must be taking testosterone, though. But she doesn't wear any flag pins or anything like that (not as common in Spain as in Anglo countries, but you do still see people wearing them).
I find it funny what employees they hire, though. I've already seen a girl that can only be described as fat, and a thin, scrawny little man (boy?) who looked no older than 16, both wearing instructor t-shirts. But ofc you also get your typical super fit women and men, who are very obviously men, as opposed to pooner girl. Also I've never seen her in the women's locker room (I have seen other female instructors), so maybe she uses the men's. I can only guess what the dudes think when she goes in there to retrieve her bag.
No troons yet, but I'll be sure to cancel my membership if I ever stumble upon one.
Ever thought about misgendering them, or in other ways lure some of that male aggression out of them to at least give sis the opportunity to hear the alarm bells ringing?i honesty thought this thread would be filled with images of troons, i had an idea where I'd just quote a bunch of really good recent ones and do a David Attenborough style mocumentary post about each one. maybe I'll do it later if you boys upload a few good ones.
anyways, my troon experience has been minimal. growing up in an Australian city thats not in NSW (read: new fag wales) helped, but a majority of my interactions have been though my sister sadly. her ex was some "gender fluid" arse who she dumped after a few months of putting up with his shit. she's never really been the best at judging character. the next person she became friends with was a troon. didn't know it at first, it looked like a girl, sounded like a girl and i wasn't able to spot any red flags, until i smelt him. i have a very sensitive sense of smell and the very faint smell of his sweat was enough for my nose to detect the male pheromones in it. he's got some Japanese name which means winter or something, i have a fear that my sister might fall for him and end up worse then last time.
but thats not all, because my sister has started hanging out with alt goth troons. she even invited them over a few weeks ago and surprise surprise, i catch them talking about "transitioning" and all that bullshitry. i even had a nightmare that she listened to them and became a pooner, hated what she did to herself, then killed herself. i can only pray that it doesn't come true, because that would destroy my parents and grandparents.
i didn't get a good look at them (mainly because the sight of them made me sick) but one of them had unkept long blond hair.
I strongly recommend that you check out the Losing People to Transgenderism thread. You are not alone.i honesty thought this thread would be filled with images of troons, i had an idea where I'd just quote a bunch of really good recent ones and do a David Attenborough style mocumentary post about each one. maybe I'll do it later if you boys upload a few good ones.
anyways, my troon experience has been minimal. growing up in an Australian city thats not in NSW (read: new fag wales) helped, but a majority of my interactions have been though my sister sadly. her ex was some "gender fluid" arse who she dumped after a few months of putting up with his shit. she's never really been the best at judging character. the next person she became friends with was a troon. didn't know it at first, it looked like a girl, sounded like a girl and i wasn't able to spot any red flags, until i smelt him. i have a very sensitive sense of smell and the very faint smell of his sweat was enough for my nose to detect the male pheromones in it. he's got some Japanese name which means winter or something, i have a fear that my sister might fall for him and end up worse then last time.
but thats not all, because my sister has started hanging out with alt goth troons. she even invited them over a few weeks ago and surprise surprise, i catch them talking about "transitioning" and all that bullshitry. i even had a nightmare that she listened to them and became a pooner, hated what she did to herself, then killed herself. i can only pray that it doesn't come true, because that would destroy my parents and grandparents.
i didn't get a good look at them (mainly because the sight of them made me sick) but one of them had unkept long blond hair.
knowing her, she'd try and defend them before seeing the danger right in front of her. she's very headstrong and still has that teenage "I'm smarter then everyone" mentally dispite being 20. she very rarely listens to me or anyone else and often has to learn her mistakes the hard way, which has always screwed her over in some way.-snip-
thank you for the recommendation, i can use it to try and find any early signs.-snip-
You sound white i'm guessing S.A?Australian city thats not in NSW (read: new fag wales) helped
Sounds like a 'last day on video for class' opportunity for a YWNBAW banner behind you for your special classmate.Spotting in my online class.
I was suspicious of this extremely ugly, old, wrinkled, and manly looking person in my online class going by “Chrissie (she/her)” on Zoom. He’s perpetually sweaty with a Chrischan-esque hair cut and his background is *filthy*. No water bottle just guzzling red Mountain Dew while attempting to crack cringy jokes in the text chat.
Sure enough he unmutes for the first time to answer a question and the voice of an ogre comes out. What a fucking joke of a “woman”, not even attempting to pass. As a real woman these ugly pornsick men drive me up the wall. I wish I could tell him he will never be a woman but I would be expelled… sigh…
nah I'm not from S.A. and i don't think i wanna go there judging by your description.You sound white i'm guessing S.A?
Goth troons have been around for years, the old ones use to be harmless but this new lot *shudders* i feel for you nothing worse then a rapist in a dress crossing your threshold like some sort of fucked up vampire.
I have not told this story before because of the strong potential of doxing myself, but it's been a while since I lived in the area so hopefully this will not put me in the shit:Transgenderism is one of the most effective mind viruses ever conceived. There is probably not a single urban or suburban area you can go in western countries where you won't spot these creatures. If I'm seeing them in my city, how many of them would you see roaming around in Brisbane or the other capital cities?