Richard "Terra" Jones / Fire / Buffalo Bill / Lightning Princess / Leslie Eclaire / Stilanas - pedo former teacher, melted plastic bag lookalike, poop/bbw dwarf fetish, masturbating driver

Everything can be eroticized. Maybe they were having a Behemoth Bestiality Bash?
Or a Trash Smash? There's got to be enough degenerates in Chicago who pop a boner for overstuffed Hefty bags to justify letting Richard in, right?
 
More sexy smut:
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"While I was making out with someone, another person put his junk in my mouth and then I look up to see his face."
I can't imagine the position of the three parties involved. It must be the Picasso of porn. (archived)
Of course, it’s the shitposters on Kiwi Farms who ruined Richard’s life, not the way he keeps posting stuff like this on his public Twitter account.
I don’t think you can post all your innermost thoughts and sexual history on Twitter and claim we don’t know you. It is true that we don’t know Richard’s family, but let’s be honest, he’s not exactly a source of pride to them.
 
@Buffalo Bill, true facts - if you get offline we can't hurt you. All that stuff you blame on the Farms is because of you. We just take notes and laugh at you. We're not the only ones, but we're the most honest about it.

But you get off Twitter, get off places like ResetEra (when you're not banned for wrongthink), go do something else, maybe some of that activism you're always so quick to do online and so tardy to do IRL... and we won't be bothering you anymore.

Go hang out with that loving family. Get away from us. It's really, really simple. It's also advice you've been given repeatedly over 750 pages so there's fuck-all chance you'll take it, but if we're that awful, take the solution offered that doesn't involve necking yourself in a tantrum.
 
What happened to his other job? I swear post trooning out and moving to niggerville he had a job as a minimum wage ass wiper at a psych ward and he briefly mentioned it before never talking about it again.
 
What happened to his other job? I swear post trooning out and moving to niggerville he had a job as a minimum wage ass wiper at a psych ward and he briefly mentioned it before never talking about it again.

He threw a tantrum at work over being expected to work at the same pace as the non-autistic staff.
 
He's given up on the concept of work altogether, and now seems to be resting his hopes on getting a tugboat for being a loony. His alternate plan is getting an accounting degree and finding work in an office. There aren't enough rainbows in the world for that particular plan. But he can use loans to live like a human for a change, and maybe he's mooching less of off his poor mom, so I fully support his college adventure. It'll be all the funnier when he either fails out, or graduates and discovers, once again, that no one will hire him because no one wants to be around him. I'm sure he thinks some troon nonprofit will hire him, but they won't.
 
Would paying money to enter a queer sex dungeon count as a reasonably acknowledged form of consent to actions that would otherwise count as assault? I could see that being realistically accepted by a court if he did try to press charges.
I can imagine what the cops told Richard, "You're in a sausage party and you call the cops because you found one extra sausage?"

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Would paying money to enter a queer sex dungeon count as a reasonably acknowledged form of consent to actions that would otherwise count as assault? I could see that being realistically accepted by a court if he did try to press charges.
I'm not sure if this was tongue in cheek, but no. The social expectation at this kind of club is either that you are doing stuff (they call it "playing") with someone you have a pre-existing relationship with, or that what you will do with the other person (they call it a "scene") will be negotiated between you, and will include safe words designated by the club. While watching from a respectful distance is acceptable, a person joining in without permission is not to be expected. While it's true these get violated occasionally, there is undoubtedly more to each of the stories he's told.
 
I'm not sure if this was tongue in cheek, but no. The social expectation at this kind of club is either that you are doing stuff (they call it "playing") with someone you have a pre-existing relationship with, or that what you will do with the other person (they call it a "scene") will be negotiated between you, and will include safe words designated by the club. While watching from a respectful distance is acceptable, a person joining in without permission is not to be expected. While it's true these get violated occasionally, there is undoubtedly more to each of the stories he's told.
That makes sense, but I think there'd be a lot more flexibility on boundaries. If you suddenly stick your finger in someone's bum on a bus without permission, that's assault. I feel like at a gay bdsm party it'd be a faux pas.
 
I would imagine getting your junk groped at a gay bathhouse is like a handshake between normal people. It's just how you say hello.

I thought that was literally why you went there in the first place. Why the fuck would you go there otherwise? Who knows why Dickard the absolute idiot does anything though.
 
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