"ADF" / Philip Vincent Haskins-Delici / Isabel Rosa Araujo - The Original Troon Commie Cow

12 Dec. Phil implies he wants to rob a bank:
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Pretty sure this is it. He’s talked about having to re-equip his comrades before. Reckon they’re either demanding money in exchange for letting him hang out with them or strongly hinting that they’d think he was really cool if he covered some unexpected expenses... after all, he is the Crime Minister...
Real life piggy bank
 
New e-begging post. Well Phil you shouldn't have spent your tugboat on a megaphone and tard accessories. We're not even halfway through the month. Maybe sell nude like your gal pal Binxy.
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Phil needs more artisan pizza delivered and it's YOUR job to supply it. He's a disabled citizen, dontchaknow.

He could be a proper anarchist and steal some food if he's that hungry. Don't suppose you can steal a baked fresh for you artisan pizza, though. FOOD INSECURITY.

Oh Phil, come back to us with tales of starving when you've worked three jobs to pay bills and feed your family, and you don't have enough left to feed yourself. That's the kind of person who needs "financial solidarity" this holiday season, not a fat white single male with a guaranteed tugboat.
 
Does he still obsess over how he thought Daddy raped him on July 4th 1997?
 
antifa crime minister should go steal some food like I've known actual hungry people to do
Imagine the scene. You’re a minimum wage shop assistant. The door opens and suddenly you’re uncomfortably aware of the smell of shit. A spherical man in mall ninja gear waddles in. “Go about your business, ciddizen,” he says nasally. “Dis is an Antifa patrol.” He holds up a crudely hand-drawn ID. He waddles off into the dairy aisle.

A few minutes later, he returns, staring at you, his hands holding his hoodie closed. “Sir,” you say, “you appear to have something up your sweater.” Uncertain of what to do, he relaxes his grip. Twenty blocks of cheese fall onto the floor. He gives a squeak and waddles our the door at high speed. You sigh. This cheese will have to be destroyed.

A few minutes later, you spot the man flipping you off through the window. You meet his gaze and he runs away.
 
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