In a twist of fate I fear I may have been clocked by a troon, there's an ogre of a tranny that works at my local grocery store that I've been vaguely aware of, always hovering around checkout with his tranny badges and water bottle covered in stickers, but never paid more than a passing glance/nod to. Since I usually do my shopping late at night after work I almost always use self checkout and don't acknowledge him but the other night I made the mistake of wearing some farms merch and for the first time on my way out he locked eyes with me and seemed to seethe with recognition. I'm split between going back in different merch to antagonize him or just avoiding that shop altogether until the hulk inevitably gets fired. I also wonder if I could suss out his socials to see if he bitched about his brush with death at the hands of a literal genocidal nazi.
A gender special worked in my local Games Workshop so I googled his super girly name a few weeks later and he was bitching about the place, customers (understandably but still dumb), and had clearly been fired.
I have a troon coworker (MTF). Fat as hell, like 400+ pounds FAT. We would see him driving straight into the parking lot, and we noticed he clocks his steering wheel to compensate for his weight fucking up the alignment on his comically tiny car. Maybe the front suspension is sacked out but it's much funnier to think it's their weight causing it.
In a twist of fate I fear I may have been clocked by a troon, there's an ogre of a tranny that works at my local grocery store that I've been vaguely aware of, always hovering around checkout with his tranny badges and water bottle covered in stickers, but never paid more than a passing glance/nod to. Since I usually do my shopping late at night after work I almost always use self checkout and don't acknowledge him but the other night I made the mistake of wearing some farms merch and for the first time on my way out he locked eyes with me and seemed to seethe with recognition. I'm split between going back in different merch to antagonize him or just avoiding that shop altogether until the hulk inevitably gets fired. I also wonder if I could suss out his socials to see if he bitched about his brush with death at the hands of a literal genocidal nazi.
Walking down a main street last night I noticed a tall "woman" walking next to a small Asian woman. Immediately my brain just went, "is that a man?" They were wearing baggy linen pants and top. Hair looked like a wig. They were also smoking which was gross.
It was classic, that just doesn't track as a woman and yet I had nothing but walking down the street behind, their baggy clothes as a distraction. Eventually at a road crossing, waiting to cross I got a look. It was a tall Asian dude. I paused what I was listening to and could hear the tranny voice. They had some sort of breasts or padding going on, but literally just looked like an ugly man with foundation on in a wig in not necessarily woman's clothing but not mens. Almost like pyjamas.
The amusing part was that everyone else around was a woman and they were all short. Then this towering man among them. Giant feet in sandals.
In a twist of fate I fear I may have been clocked by a troon, there's an ogre of a tranny that works at my local grocery store that I've been vaguely aware of, always hovering around checkout with his tranny badges and water bottle covered in stickers, but never paid more than a passing glance/nod to. Since I usually do my shopping late at night after work I almost always use self checkout and don't acknowledge him but the other night I made the mistake of wearing some farms merch and for the first time on my way out he locked eyes with me and seemed to seethe with recognition. I'm split between going back in different merch to antagonize him or just avoiding that shop altogether until the hulk inevitably gets fired. I also wonder if I could suss out his socials to see if he bitched about his brush with death at the hands of a literal genocidal nazi.
"Boss we have a nazi who shops here and she threatened to kill me!"
"What? Let's review the security footage, all eight hours of it from today."
....
"THERE!" *points at kiwifarmer*
"I don't see anything troon. Get back to work."
"Boss we have a nazi who shops here and she threatened to kill me!"
"What? Let's review the security footage, all eight hours of it from today."
....
"THERE!" *points at kiwifarmer*
"I don't see anything troon. Get back to work."
The odds that anyone wearing kiwi merch in public is a tiny woman over 40 who lives with her even tinier wife are high enough to make this post extra funny.
I was so close to wearing out my Spooky Kiwi t-shirt to a gig last night, i'm sorta i glad i didn't. As i walked into an armpit of a venue and it was full of troons ranging from Tommy Tooter levels to Catboy Keffals lovers. I even saw a fat pooner with a neckbeard it was horrifying.
I was so close to wearing out my Spooky Kiwi t-shirt to a gig last night, i'm sorta i glad i didn't. As i walked into an armpit of a venue and it was full of troons ranging from Tommy Tooter levels to Catboy Keffals lovers. I even saw a fat pooner with a neckbeard it was horrifying.
There's one at the company I work for that I interact with occasionally. Standard AGP. Built like a line-backer, over six foot, still got his dick. His girlfriend is a tiny "lesbian" who's twenty years younger than him and looks exactly like a teenage boy. Nothing dodgy about that, honest.
I maybe saw one the other day. I had just come from working out at the gym, which may color my description and be why they stood out. Three guys were walking down the street, probably mid 20s. They were all thin, but that thin look for guys where they don't exercise or work out at all and look like they have a shit diet. That sickly look of guys who eat cup of noodles at 1 am because they were distracted and forgot to have dinner. Dressed in non-matching ugly, baggy clothes.
So just having been around lots of fit people they stood out, then I looked more closely and I was like, "is that one a chick?" It was the shortest one, walking in the middle. I think they had some make-up on, looked kind of feminine in the face. They hair was long and curly. Dyed a bright dark blue. It was in a ponytail, not worn like a man, but higher up on the back of the head like a woman. It was definitely done like a female's hair style, not a mans. It also kind of fanned out with the curls.
I then looked back at the body and it was clearly a thin dude. No shape to it at all. It could have just been a dude with a chick's hairstyle, but given the entire look of the three. They definitely looked like the kind of male dudes in their 20s that don't date and then someone in the group troons out.
Looked for this thread, great timing. Today I encountered a pooner professor which I didn't think was a thing previously. Did not realize she was a pooner at first, my radar needs updating.
Pooner wore all black baggy clothing so it threw me off. She ranted about "systemic oppression" and how everyone oppresses each other on the daily, then said she was a troon to wrap up the rant.
Disagreed with what she was saying before she played the troon card, this just confirmed it for me: pooner opinion automatically discarded. All troons need to come to their senses but as we know here on the farms it's very unlikely
In a twist of fate I fear I may have been clocked by a troon, there's an ogre of a tranny that works at my local grocery store that I've been vaguely aware of, always hovering around checkout with his tranny badges and water bottle covered in stickers, but never paid more than a passing glance/nod to. Since I usually do my shopping late at night after work I almost always use self checkout and don't acknowledge him but the other night I made the mistake of wearing some farms merch and for the first time on my way out he locked eyes with me and seemed to seethe with recognition. I'm split between going back in different merch to antagonize him or just avoiding that shop altogether until the hulk inevitably gets fired. I also wonder if I could suss out his socials to see if he bitched about his brush with death at the hands of a literal genocidal nazi.
I got to wait on a pair of pooners today, one of them I actually wouldn't have clocked at all if it wasn't for the pear shaped body, the chinstrap beard, and the presence of the smaller, more feminine pooner. It's interesting how sometimes transmen pass LESS because of facial hair.
I was actually wearing Farms merch at the time, but it's the Viking Kiwi hoodie with the design on the back. I'm behind a counter with my back to the wall so noone can see it.
Forgive me, kiwis, for I have sinned. I have misgendered a true and honest woman.
There are four or five posts in this thread where I describe seeing a tranny in real life and trying to convince myself that they're not, in fact, a tranny. I don't want to be like a Salem witch hunter, seeing a tranny behind every tree, but my record has been perfect so far. If I thought it was a tranny, it was.
Spoiler alert: She wasn't. Help me gauge the gravity of my sin.
Had the latest SNL on autoplay on YouTube yesterday and this skit popped up. Hit play and you won't have to watch it for more than 10 seconds to see (and hear) what caught my attention.
Maybe you know who the woman in the red dress is. I, however, did not. I had looked away for a moment and what actually caught my attention was not her appearance, but her voice. It sounded "off", like a man's voice altered by HRT.
I watched the rest of the skit closely. I didn't realize it was old; I thought perhaps they had added a troon cast member over the mid-year break, in which case I would no longer make any effort, no matter how passive, to watch the show ever again.
She was significantly larger than the other woman seated at the table. Her profile was not especially feminine; her shoulders especially wide and her hands especially large. The square jaw and flat(ish) chest didn't exactly scream "woman" either. Because I was watching this on an actual television, I couldn't just scroll down and read the video description to see who she was.
It's Phoebe Waller-Bridge, a name that I knew but a face that I did not. I have no opinion about her as an actress or a person, and I'm not trying to say that she's unattractive, but here are two other pictures that I found where her femininity is perhaps a bit ... questionable. (In other words, look at those freaking shoulders!)
What say you, brethren? Am I beyond all hope of redemption, or, out of context and assuming you didn't already know who she was, might you, too, have taken her for a tranny?
