Margaret Pless / idlediletante / Stan - Official Kiwi Farms Advertiser and Enthusiast Who Has Proudly Eaten Ass. Now Posting Her Tits to Own the Troons!

thought it was unhinged
Engrish is like his 3rd/4th language behind Lemurian/Mandarin/Tuyuhun, so be kind and don't take his garblings too harshly.
Since DD really seems to want to be on a list of some kind, this is the highest honor I can bestow.
He has a lot to say you'd probably enjoy slinging the shit back at him if you had the heart for it, I know the rest of us would :feels:
 
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Engrish is like his 3rd/4th language behind Lemurian/Mandarin/Tuyuhun, so be kind and don't take his garblings too harshly.

He has a lot to say you'd probably enjoy slinging the shit back at him if you had the heart for it, I know the rest of us would :feels:
OK OK... I will show leniency.
I do see he has a lot to say.

Oh great, so your mother in law is used to being beaten to shit, smokes alot, and probably dresses "fashionably" like a vegas street hooker (I repeat myself) in black latex. She also likes to pretend she's from Beijing and then gets verbally curbstomped by a proper Beijing local.

Your father in law is probably does some housework, but likes going out with his guy friends (like a mean girls episode) daily to drink, play mahjong, party, and bang KTV whores with cash. Hope he didn't get into it with an underaged girl and then get blackmailed.
It was this paragraph that made me extremely upset and disdainful to block you although I did reply to it.
NB; I am going to get more upset at insults directed towards my family than ones directed towards me. (and no I am not going to dumb down my english.)

Let's see what else you have to say.
No matter what they say, 你丈夫永远不会是北京人,更不说城六区。Cope and seethe.
Wrong again. Alex is more articulate than you in every language you share.

I grew up in bumfuck nowhere Dixie my whole childhood and I speak fluent Mandarin without having to do that. That "protocol" you think of actually is just saving face, and should aptly be named "I couldn't hack it abroad so I had to come back and then find a chance to fuck off abroad again".
OK so now you're insulting my husband as well. I don't like that.

Foreign-born Asian male, white female marriages (aside from both being highly educated DINKs) basically are a statistical error for a reason. The only reason the inlaws aren't already gaslighting you with endless shit while conspiring to take all your pre-martial and/or common assets out from under you while talking shit to your face is because you're a "dumb white blonde" that gives the family prestige back home in China. Your husband sounds like someone straight out of a scene from《儒林外史》
Blonde? I don't think so.

I think your assessment of this situation is way off.

No matter what they say, 你丈夫永远不会是北京人,更不说城六区。Cope and seethe.
** Not to mention the two languages you don't know, fuck off, loser
 
It was this paragraph that made me extremely upset and disdainful to block you although I did reply to it.
Hey buddy you got the wrong door, the Lei Feng club is two blocks down.
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and no I am not going to dumb down my english
It's okay, I'm not cultured enough to understand it anyways.
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我不才,未能多言获利, 只可默而无言。但评尔等三寸不烂之舌, 可为说客,不低于九江名士。
so be kind and don't take his garblings too harshly.
FUCK YOU. Don't ruin my grand strategy! 我计不成,乃天命也!
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I can't tell if you're Chinese or an anti Chinese super-racist. Or both.
I'm an artist, I'm a performance artist :woo:
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I'm surprised you didn't get mad at him when he suggested you should beat your toddler daughter for accidentally spilling her drink.
I was taught by the best since I could walk okay?
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I forgot, what made you leave behind converting to Judaism
You and the Rabbinical Staff at the Bayit Riverside (my preferred shul). They told me to stop doing it and I didn't even though it made me super depressed and feeling like an impostor.

TBH if I hadn't absorbed so many unfortunate, half-baked and cancerous ideas from Daniel's demands of how to go about things (him being the in house religion officer who got to dictate terms) things could have gone differently. My parents were also kind of horrible about it too though, like I came to see them on Amtrak and brought some kosherized dishware in a bag and dad was like "you look like a refugee" and I sounded off "have you even seen a refugee? Poor niggers don't have a spare change of clothes let alone a travel kitchen set." But I'd already realized Kosher sets you apart from all your Gentile friends kinda like being vegan. They see your religious dietary needs as a huge drag and disinvite you from parties and Friday pizza day (even if you woulda eaten the cheese pizza.) They perceive you being unable to eat their food as you acting like you're above eating their food. You use a lil shortcut by telling people you're vegetarian and your sister will loudly rebuke you "no you are not!"
They ask why you have these requirements and peculiarites, then their eyes glaze over as you explain like they really didn't wanna know. Being a Jew is HARD man.

I guess I should thank God again for making me an Episcopal. I came back to where I needed to be.

Grab bag of thoughts:

1. These days Tilly demands I remove all her bedclothes from the crib on wake up and immediately make up her daybed in my room so she can flop onto it and laugh and roll on the bed. Time wasting but insanely cute.

2. Sometimes I get lost in the wild world of racist doorstops.
There’s a wide world of normal cast iron doorstops of course but a bunch of designs feature black people in attitudes or activities that are decidedly non PC. I first noticed it when I went to a friends vacation home and there was a Mammy doorstop. I've learned in the interim that there's a bustling antiques market for racist ephemera and it usually sells for like 500% of its nonracist antique doorstop counterparts (E.g. cast iron doorstop depicting Noah's ark full of animals with a rainbow, which I do own.)
 
1. These days Tilly demands I remove all her bedclothes from the crib on wake up and immediately make up her daybed in my room so she can flop onto it and laugh and roll on the bed. Time wasting but insanely cute.
Your daughter is darling, and I hope you are enjoying and treasure every second (ok, most :biggrin: ) of her. As someone with kids almost/~ 20 years older than yours, I love talking with my kids now and hearing what they remember or telling them about certain things about their youngest years that I remember and they don't. And they love hearing about it, too. :feels:
 
Funny wholesome China story:

In 2018 we were in Suzhou at dinner, eating with my fiance (husband), FIL, MIL, and extended family. One of the extended family asked, in English, "Margaret, does he teach you any Chinese?"
I say, yes. She asks, "like what?"
And I just recall the last lesson we went over and say: "打死你" (trans: I'll beat you to death)
My FIL's jaw drops and he says, in English, "I would never believe he said that to you!!"
I had to explain we were watching Farewell, My Concubine and that the context was hearing someone say that in the movie, repeatedly.
 
There are more constructive ways to combat the troon menace than to flash internet randoms with your boobs, may them be big and nice or not.

Like, romantically bonding over with another based sensible person by trolling trannies IRL, such as smearing "YWNBAW" over tranny graffities and flags in public. It's the little, happy moments that counts. ♥️
 
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