Off-Topic Troon sightings in the wild

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The 6'3 wide shouldered autistic troon is surprisingly still alive at work. Continues to have that autistic speed walk everywhere.

Yesterday, he was effectively prancing in the cafeteria. Was getting stared at by a black chick, hard, probably questioning why she works here. He continues to dress like a grandma with zero fashion sense. One day he wore a hot pink pants and sweater combo that made him look like a greasy bottle if Pepto. I'm not looking forward to his summer outfits..

Off topic, it always makes me laugh knowing blacks and troons are under the same political umbrella, but one side openly hates them (behind closed doors they're full of fags though) for being fags/troons/white while the other is oblivious.

Caught a second tranny a couple weeks or so ago that wire a metallic silver jacket for whatever reason. Much more of a normal height, 5'8ish but still obvious greasy low to mid 20s man.
 
So one of my friends started bringing his pooner friend around. Typical pooner: short, fat af, facial hair patchy as well, dresses like Doug from The King of Queens, calls herself a queer man (she is a biological woman cosplaying a douchebag fag frat bro) and also doesn’t seem to understand what a shower or deodorant is. Any way, this thing has locked its attention on me lately and will just be my literal shadow whenever we go out. The way I have been groped and danced on is so obnoxious by this boorish thing. I told my friend and got shot down. Unfortunately probably gonna see this beast at happy hour. Also this pooner is a fucking therapist. Had the audacity to tell me while I was mid convo with a friend, “Oh you definitely need therapy” and then proceeded to hand me its card. The fuck?!
 
I see a transgender identified man at church on the reg. He speaks exclusively in this awful falsetto. When seated he primarily stares at his own, very large, fake breasts. His wife (because of course) is an unfailingly lovely individual who continues to use he/him. Because of my job and being very non-threatening I appear to have been identified as someone "safe" to pose transition related medical questions. I have a very small hope that this represents some peaking. I try to answer questions in the most neutral, palatable way. Oh well. At least he doesn't sit in my pew.
Unsolicited church hon update: He has suddenly given it all up. Now dresses and acts like the long-haired man he is. Banished are the giant fake breasts. Easter miracle.
 
Unsolicited church hon update: He has suddenly given it all up. Now dresses and acts like the long-haired man he is. Banished are the giant fake breasts. Easter miracle.
While it’s a natural instinct to steer clear of weirdo perverts, may I suggest you give him some positive encouragement?

You k ow say hello, nod politely, a little small talk. Maybe compliment his “new style”?

You know, once off chance that it’s a socially maladjusted dweeb and not a hardcore pervert.

Attention and positive encouragement seems to be like crack for your average troon, and if he notices that he’s no longer getting stares of disapproval but polite interactions, it may just prevent him from trooning out again.
 
Saw a tranny in a coffee shop the other day. Imagine a 6 foot 200lbs hon that's about 40 years old. He was with a woman who might have been his handmaiden wife. He wore pink ribbons in his hair, he was shaved, but I could still see stubble under the makeup he was attempting.
 
Can you believe it? I have even more to share? Even one of that work tranny I stopped talking to last summer.

The friendship ended after he acted distant in the hopes that I'd chase him, it didn't work, I just fully iced him out. He was upset I was too busy with school and two jobs to give him constant attention. He transferred to another department where I rarely see him now. All has been well until a few weeks ago where I'm assuming the rest of his narc supply dried out so I was suddenly on his radar again. Keep in mind I have not spoken to him in about 9 months, not joking. Nine months.
I had to go into work at 4am, so not really feeling social. He came up to me while I was making my coffee and the interaction went like this:
Troon: Hey..I don't know if you have my number still...
Me: I don't.
Troon: Oh, well, I don't know if you got my text..
Me: I didn't.
Troon: Well, I sent you a text and it's really important. If you can look at it, like, whenever you have the time. It's really important.
Me: Ok I'll look through my spam folder after work.
Troon: Actually I can show you now on my phone.
Me: Ok.
Shows me a paragraph of slop saying things like he "misses the friendship" and he "doesn't know what he did wrong", he doesn't know whether to move on or accept that the friendship has ended.
Me: Ok.
I don't know if he expected me to throw myself at him screaming "finally!!", but he was visibly upset by my lack of any emotion or response. I didn't realize how cold I get when I'm uncomfortable and at work at 4 in the fucking morning so the short responses was genuinely unintentional. I was also angry at the illusion of choice, that's so slimy. I could not even get the chance to squeeze out a fucking fart before he had his meltdown. In the span of <5 minutes he:
Went up to another coworker asking why everyone hates him and leaves him, asked said coworker if he hates him too. Updated his social media status to go "Well there goes another friendship.." a week later it became "I feel like I lost everyone.." I know this because most are already aware of his nonsense at this point and sent me screenshots. Yes I went and told his boss about the interaction, so its been noted.

The school nonsense is more disturbing.

1. Found out the finsexual tranny retard in one of my courses is a pedophile. Someone challenged me to find his socials. He uses the same username for everything, same typing style, same hobbies. Found his reddit where he posts in children's cartoon subreddits, yuri subreddits, and troon ones. Found his tumblr filled with likes of loli.
This was found via the link he sent our school groupchat of his fanfiction he wrote, by the way. Also found some weird fansite about one of the childrens cartoons he follows where he frequently asked questions like "what if these three 13-year old kids were in a poly relationship? What would the dynamics be like?"

1.2 He then had a mental breakdown in the school chat where he basically said computer science isn't for him, he hates coding, and said about 3 - 4 different times how he only decided to major in it after seeing all the memes about trannies in CS. Literally meme'd himself into this major due to his fetish for troons.

1.3 Every week he posts a "recommended anime of the night" thing in the groupchat. Last week it was Katawa Shoujo. I asked why we're recommending "disabled gf simulator" to horrify the normies who already hate him lol. He has no social awareness, or its fried from his porn addiction, so he goes "Oh you think that's bad?! How about this!" and shows us an anime where the main character looks like a 12 year old girl with humonguous honkers. This awakens the tranny in the server who reveals their already indirectly implied porn addiction due to troonism and goes, "Why does that sound familiar.."

2. A Loud and Proud Furry in another course won't shut the fuck up. Constantly interjects his fetishes into any discussion. Turned a brief conversation about Easter into a discussion over his "ovipositor"? fetish. Basically you get off to being filled with eggs. In the school groupchat. Mixed reactions of people trying to provoke more from him out of entertainment, while the rest of us are trying to tell him how fucking disgusting that is for discussing it in the school groupchat of all places. He is so socially stunted and creepy that he didn't get how we are blatantly calling his behavior inappropriate and continued to talk about it more.


I really don't understand why these people don't get how repulsive and disgusting they are. I'm autistic, other people there are autistic, and none of us are THIS removed from society. The funniest part though is they're always utter dogshit at coding and struggle in every course. The furry retard wants to get into digital forensics, yet can barely handle bash scripting.
 
This story's an old one that I remembered after catching up with this thread. My first ever pooner interaction; must've been around 2015/6.

My first ever job was fast food, and I got along with the people there. Me and this girl called Sophie got along pretty well and she invited me along to a party at her house. I knew a few of the people there but it was the first party I'd been fully invited to so I went. Sophie has a sister and I got really confused why people were calling her a guy's name. This was years and years ago, but I think they were calling her Eric or Johnny or something.

I'd seen her once before when she came to pick her sister up after work and she had long lime green dyed hair. This time, she had really short-cut hair dyed black and was wearing this oversized dark waistcoat, trousers and shined black shoes. A nose and lip piercing, thick-rimmed glasses. I distinctly remember what she was wearing because this party was in early October so I just figured it was some kind of early Halloween thing since she looked like a young boy at a wedding reception. Now that I think of it, the lack of a bump around her boobs were probably because she'd raided the house's first aid box for bandages.

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I also remember being stuck in the worst conversation I'd ever heard between three Tumblr bitches about how good the Sherlock TV series was and how the waistcoat looked like something someone would wear in it.

Three, four hours later, I was pretty drunk and so is pretty much everyone. Everyone's inside playing party games but I go outside to have a smoke, and "Johnny/Eric/Morpheus/Gelgamar" comes outside and starts talking to me. I think it was just awkward small talk to begin with and I can barely remember what I said besides asking her: "So, what's your real name, then?" and she just kind of made an excuse that she had to go and hurried off. Didn't see her again for the rest of the night and someone said he'd gone to his room.

Woke up at about 10am the morning after, Sophie had unfriended me on social media as did everyone else at the party. Sophie refused to speak to me after that and I never got invited to another party. Turns out her name was Lily, which is a perfectly fine name.
 
Not sure if a tranny or not but I clocked this faggot in the line at the China Market on Good Friday. It felt like I was getting punked; giant beard, Starbucks drink, dick practically peeking out the bottom of the sundress, no hose, no leggings, aren’t you cold bro, and ofc the only thing he and his gf bought from the China Market was instant noodles and snacks like they’re weeaboo high schoolers who only know how to use a microwave and kettle. Like the final temptation or something that I don’t post this to the farms on Friday. I asked my husband loudly within earshot of this guy “hey did you peep that disgusting faggot” and he said “what’s the matter w you?”
Answer: I stopped giving a shit about these people’s feelings and want to correct their behavior. And I have to set an example for my daughter. Guys like these are threats and you should be hostile.
 

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Not sure if a tranny or not but I clocked this faggot in the line at the China Market on Good Friday. It felt like I was getting punked; giant beard, Starbucks drink, dick practically peeking out the bottom of the sundress, no hose, no leggings, aren’t you cold bro, and ofc the only thing he and his gf bought from the China Market was instant noodles and snacks like they’re weeaboo high schoolers who only know how to use a microwave and kettle. Like the final temptation or something that I don’t post this to the farms on Friday. I asked my husband loudly within earshot of this guy “hey did you peep that disgusting faggot” and he said “what’s the matter w you?”
Answer: I stopped giving a shit about these people’s feelings and want to correct their behavior. And I have to set an example for my daughter. Guys like these are threats and you should be hostile.
Maybe he was the Taco of his fantasy league and this was the punishment because if not, what in the fuck.
 
I work in a field that is in the arts unbrella, so you know what to expect. I 've met and had to work with multiple trannies throghout these last three years, and the experience was just honestly extremely negative. Out of this sample of 6 people, only one didn't act like an absolute freak, and it's the only one that passes as a woman, the others all act like gods, they always talk like they are in a pedestal and the world should bend down to them and lick their feet. It's gross. I think it's impossible to not hate trannies when you have contact with them in a regular.


One of the funniest and most annoying things that happened, was this freak had in their artist Rider a Monster Mango Loco, the event held was in a remote place, and no one had bought that specific energy drink (which i later discovered was some troon symbol aswell of course it had to be), so i sent someone to give them the stuff they asked for, and they just had some redbulls in there instead of the thing they asked for (redbull sponsored our event aswell so we had tons of it to give to the artists). Later the guy i sent comes back and tells me i need to go talk to the troon, he was throwing a huge tantrum and started screaming at me saying i didn't understand "her" fight and how disrespectful and bigoted i was, being obviously confused i asked what did i do. He screamed and proceeded to smash a microphone against his head and had to be taken to the firemen, then he told me it was because of the monster thing and had another crashout during the performance.


Trannies are the hardest most complicated and mentally ill people in this world.
 
Not sure if a tranny or not but I clocked this faggot in the line at the China Market on Good Friday. It felt like I was getting punked; giant beard, Starbucks drink, dick practically peeking out the bottom of the sundress, no hose, no leggings, aren’t you cold bro, and ofc the only thing he and his gf bought from the China Market was instant noodles and snacks like they’re weeaboo high schoolers who only know how to use a microwave and kettle.
Ffs I can’t even imagine living in a place where running into freaks like this is something that just happens on a regular basis. Feels kiwi fren.
Like the final temptation or something that I don’t post this to the farms on Friday. I asked my husband loudly within earshot of this guy “hey did you peep that disgusting faggot” and he said “what’s the matter w you?”
Answer: I stopped giving a shit about these people’s feelings and want to correct their behavior. And I have to set an example for my daughter. Guys like these are threats and you should be hostile.
Need to educate your husband. Maybe appeal to his protector instincts that likely lay semi dormant as a result of decades of indoctrination and “How does it affect you?”

Not being confronted by weird degenerates and rapists in dresses on a shopping trip should be a human right, especially when there are children nearby.

I’ve found that “How would you feel about your daughter sharing a dressing room with a tranny?” Is a good argument to peak fellow men, and pointing out that the world looks pretty different when you’re a woman.
 
Maybe he was the Taco of his fantasy league and this was the punishment because if not, what in the fuck.
He also had a tan crossbody purse and matching red nail polish that had eroded some. But his body language and voice was normal male. Perhaps he is a gay man playing around? But that girl in the photo acted like his gf, they shared one cart.
Ffs I can’t even imagine living in a place where running into freaks like this is something that just happens on a regular basis. Feels kiwi fren.
I have refrained from taking creepshots of wild troons in local public businesses and common areas for many moons. But now I don't care. If fags like this decide go to the Kam Man dressed like that, he knows or oughta know that the Kam Man guys have security cameras, and he has no presumption of privacy at a grocery store. I can take pictures of whatever and whomever I want at Kam Man.

I'm going on a photojournalism tour of local troons in my city.
 
He also had a tan crossbody purse and matching red nail polish that had eroded some. But his body language and voice was normal male. Perhaps he is a gay man playing around? But that girl in the photo acted like his gf, they shared one cart.

I have refrained from taking creepshots of wild troons in local public businesses and common areas for many moons. But now I don't care. If fags like this decide go to the Kam Man dressed like that, he knows or oughta know that the Kam Man guys have security cameras, and he has no presumption of privacy at a grocery store. I can take pictures of whatever and whomever I want at Kam Man.
You have a right to look weird in public. Where there’s no expectation of privacy, so us normal people have every right to take a picture and either mock you or warn others.
I'm going on a photojournalism tour of local troons in my city.
I’m lucky to live in Scandinavia. Where this kind of nonsense is fortunately still so rare that I don’t cringe when I see a tranny/pooner but go “Oh boy, gonna snap a pic! Can’t wait to see what my fellow transphobes on the farms will make of this creep!”
 
You have a right to look weird in public. Where there’s no expectation of privacy, so us normal people have every right to take a picture and either mock you or warn others.
I take my in laws and my baby to this grocery store and I kind of expected a family friendly environment. Not scantily clad men in sundresses.
I’m lucky to live in Scandinavia. Where this kind of nonsense is fortunately still so rare that I don’t cringe when I see a tranny/pooner but go “Oh boy, gonna snap a pic! Can’t wait to see what my fellow transphobes on the farms will make of this creep!”
Like I said I've been sitting on this goldmine for a long time because I felt I was crossing a line socially. But now I think no, it's them who are crossing the line. They're showing up to the grocery store dressed like a clown, and I'm the bad girl for laughing?
 
There's a troon that comes into my work a couple times a week, he's a caricature.

Imagine a convict, someone's who's done hard time, we're talking tattoos across the body including face, a tall and imposing build, bald, chiseled face... Then put him in a leopard skin jacket, a black skirt with fishnets and cover that bald, tattooed head with a typical feminine blonde wig and makeup. Yeah, that's someone I need to try and serve with a genuine smile and not laugh at. For some reason, he wears high heels, so he towers over the shelves. Imagine the opening to Attack on Titan, but instead of the colossal titan, its someone's prison bitch turned pretty princess. I'm a tall guy and even I feel tiny around this dude. When I serve him, he doesn't try a feminine impression, he just speaks quietly, in this gruff smoker's voice. If I manage to get some stealthy pics of this beautiful "woman" you bet I'll post them here because not even kids are falling for it. Just earlier he held the door open for two women, one who had this horrified expression that this man could enter her bathrooms with loud, thunderous support and the other who had two kids, the young lad loudly asked "Mummy, why is that man dressed as a woman?" The mother quickly hushed her child and apologized for committing the egregious crime of misgendering this mutant. Whenever he comes in, he gets confused stares from everyone, I think he knows deep down he's not a woman and should quit pretending, but already invested the money into dressing like the chicks that rejected him in high school so just keeps with the getup so that one day, he might finally pass.
 
No idea if trans of what, but I ventured into a population centre the other day and saw a dude wearing some kind of bra, boob tube type top. It wasn't underwear but it was literally some dude wearing jeans and a small boob tube. He was relatively thin, no boobs. With shoulder length dirty blond bleached hair. They also had the sickly look to their skin.
 
I saw what might have been, the most clownish troon I've ever seen in person.
This motherfucker looked like the chad meme, but dressed like a little girl. Built like a linebacker, jaw like a snow plow, a big ass beard, in a goddamn crop and at tutu. He looks like what if Buffalo Bill had been eaten by a larger, more predatory Buffalo Bill.
 
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