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Jesus, someone take that fuck and throw him in a hole.
He thinks this shit is funny, at a time when motherfuckers are burning businesses just because some fat white chick didn't get double sprinkles.
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Jesus, someone take that fuck and throw him in a hole.
it's one thing if they're only doing 5 over the limit, it's another thing entirely when a ricer is weaving between lanes at 90 miles an hourI've said it before and I'll say it again: The cops and the jigs deserve each other.
If some of you feel like defending your local officer friendly, remember that he probably spends a lot of his time trying to nail people for dumbass traffic infractions (SPEEDING is the REAL crime in America).
I'll just stick with slugs.Pro Gamer Tip: The pointy end of one of them cheapo Cold Steel Spike Hawks will go through it like nothing.
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I've said it before and I'll say it again: The cops and the jigs deserve each other.
If some of you feel like defending your local officer friendly, remember that he probably spends a lot of his time trying to nail people for dumbass traffic infractions (SPEEDING is the REAL crime in America).
Anyone who's lived near a "sanctuary city" or public housing, where politicians pressure police not to bother "the community" by actually enforcing the law can tell you how quickly abandoning those minor infractions turns into full blow Broken Window Theory on wheels:Because Counties with out real traffic enforcement (e.g. Russia, most of Asia) are extremely well known for how great their drivers are and not just total anarchy in the roads.
Fuck I recently got a job in an area with loose traffic enforcement and the drivers commonly will run red lights, drive on the wrong side of the road, speed 25+ mph over the speed limit in 2 lane roads in residential areas and school zones and drive and park on the bike lanes. Because that is the best way to drive.
Jackasses like these get other people killed.
If they're planning on taking it outside thats perfect enpugh excuse for me to autistically nitpick.You understand this is a LARP for social media right? They have no intention of facing any actual opposition, so the shield only needs to be sturdy enough to wave around at the police line. And maybe smack an unsuspecting boomer or other white bystander over the head with, because that's the most action it'll see.
Those riots must be like Christmas for him. What are those antifa sluts going to do? Call the police?and yes he is indeed A crazy sex pest with rape fantasies
Save the slugs, birdshots would neutralize his defenses just fineI'll just stick with slugs.
I guess my point is, racism doesn't form in a vacuum, and it definitely doesn't develop overnight. Nobody hates another race simply because they look different, or because they talk differently, or because they wear dreadlocks. Quite often, I've found, some of the reasons are actually quite compelling and no matter how you filter the statistics, it's nigh impossible to refute. I would [and I imagine everyone else would, too] like it if the black community proved me wrong, got their shit together, and began to address the problems in their communities and weed out the bad apples of their own volition. They're really the only ones who could do it, and no amount of 'reparations' or tax revenue or policing or stern lectures will get it done. They have to do it themselves. Most of the "prejudiced" people you'll met have infact tried the "let's all hold hands and sing kumbayah, coexist maaaann" method at least a few times. Hell, Gen X, Millennials and Zoomers have all been raised and thoroughly educated to do just that. I know I certainly tried it for a long time, hell, I was a hippie during high school and went out of my way to try and make friends with a variety of people. I found that, in many cases, they didn't want to be friends, they didn't even want to be amicable, and in many cases they either just tried to shake me down, stole my shit, or expected something out of me for nothing. That kind of idealism, while pleasant and a nice thought, isn't very utilitarian and in many cases could get you hurt or even killed. It has before. Not only that but it's rather naive.
Let's split the difference and go buck.Save the slugs, birdshots would neutralize his defenses just fine
A lot of that is them feeling you out to see how you respond. They want to know if you're going to be a pushover and an easy victim. If you tense up and act scared, it's over and you're probably getting robbed. If you stay calm and play it off, you won't have a problem 99% of the time.I've experienced, on many occasions, that brand of "humor" from them where it's obvious they're not kidding
Imo, 90% of federal officers are disgusting glow niggers who only do useful shit like go after pedophiles when they need to restock their spank bank with "evidence." Most state and local officers, sheriff's deputies especially, tend to be good people working in oftentimes shitty systems. Right now though, I wouldn't recommend anyone become a cop because they're just going to get thrown under the bus when they have to light up Tyrone Watermellon for trying to shank them.I've said it before and I'll say it again: The cops and the jigs deserve each other.
If some of you feel like defending your local officer friendly, remember that he probably spends a lot of his time trying to nail people for dumbass traffic infractions (SPEEDING is the REAL crime in America).
Naw, the Orange Order is based as actual fuck. They'd hate him.Yeah, I wonder what the deal is with him having that flag. Maybe he's in the Orange Order? Regardless, It certainly isn't going to help him win friends at the riots.
Something like that according to my friend she said he thinks he's a thot slaying Super hero who fights for social justice and trains dem hoes. Dont have a lot of info on him but yikes some of the shit he wrote as well as posted fits the type to a teelol is that absolute fucking faggot really trying to military pose like he's Captain fucking Black America while standing in front of a fucking Kingdom Hearts poster next to a fucking Ulster flag?
Willing to guarantee this fucker spends at least four hours a day swinging a replica Keyblade he ordered from Amazon, calling himself Sora, the liberator.
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The mom
Her disguise was almost perfect, she had so many people around her fooled. Her small stature and petite frame was accented by a strong presence, a forced energy. But even the most dignified prey can be identified by a real predator. Other people looked at her and saw a strong independent single mother, he saw past the facade, he saw the fear, the caution, the awareness. She had been taken before, she had been properly used, and it made her wonder when it was going to happen again. Like a gazelle that narrowly escapes the jaws of a lioness, she was always on guard, the mask that she wore in public was there to hide her vulnerability from others.
Her ability to blend in and appear to be what she wanted people to see was what drew his attention in the first place. Her very presence was like blood in the water to a shark, she worked in a shop in a quaint part of town. The kind of place where there's an odd mixture of the comfortably wealthy, the Bohemian, the eccentric, and of course the hipsters. The green cross glowing on the window identified what could be found inside, small bits of relief for the wary or the anxious. She had a tendency to work the closing shift, leaving at night after most other places had closed nearby. He had watched her several times leaving the shop and taking the walk under the bridge to where she liked to park her car. It was almost like she was defiantly challenging any predators who wanted a taste of her.
He had followed her home a few times to learn the route that she took, as well as to verify some of his observations. She was indeed a single mother, he saw her with her two kids a few times. She was obviously worn down and burnt out internally but hiding it from all around. He knew which, what she craved, the thoughts that were in the darkest corners of her mind and what spring forward while she was alone in the dark. He knew that he wouldn't take her in her small apartment, children were far too precious to him for such dark deeds in their presence, they should not know what their mother craved in her core. Location wasn't going to be a problem there were a few empty buildings in the area near where she would park. He had already been scouting and searching for a proper location, he found a few and made sure they were easily accessible to him but out of the way from those who would interfere with his plan.
He waited in the shadows of the night under the bridge, he had positioned himself throughout the evening to watch her. Her long dark hair was pulled back and up off of her neck probably due to the heat of the warmer weather that had become consistent. That was probably also the reason why she wore a simple summer dress this day, It was as if she had prepared herself for him. He too had prepared himself for her the mask that was ready to hide his identity since he planned on making her one of his regular victims. The dark tactical gloves with the reinforced hardened knuckles, he wanted to make sure that for several days she would wear his marks as reminders to who she really was.
As she approached her vehicle he put the mask on and leaned back further into the shadows. She was obviously distracted and not even remotely aware of his presence as she moved into his trap. Just as she reached the door he stepped up behind her, in that moment all of her internal alarms went off. She quickly turned around swinging her hand up toward him with her keys in an attempt to gouge his face. He easily stopped her attack and brought his knee up right beneath her sternum, she dropped to her knees with the wind knocked out of her lungs. "No, no, no." He said, "You see this is not how this is going to go." She was struggling to get back up on her feet when he brought his fist across the side of her face, as expected that one blow knocked her out cold and she crumpled to the ground like a rag doll. He easily picked her up, flung her over his shoulder, and purposefully made his way to the nearby empty building he had prepared.
Once inside he tossed her on the old mattress that he had found nearby and locked the door behind them. He brought out his hinge handcuffs locking her arms behind her back, she was just barely beginning to stir from her unconscious state. He crouched over her looking down upon his new capture, he admired her tattoos, slowly he slid his hand up her thigh going underneath her sundress, and smiled as his fingers touched her bare wet pussy. As he was rubbing her little slut hole she was quietly starting to moan and whimper, he casually slid a finger inside of her pleasantly surprised at how tiny and tight her cunt was. Her eyes slowly started to flutter open but before she could open her mouth to scream he placed the cold steel of his special hunting knife upon her throat. "Now, now don't do anything foolish." He said as he slowly rubbed the edge of the fillet blade across her neck. "I don't want to hurt you more than I have to so I suggest that you don't force me to."
"What are you doing?" She asked with fear in her eyes, "What do you want?" He chuckled at the tremor in her voice "Don't play coy, you know exactly what is happening here." She said smiling darkly at her, "You have been in this situation before. Haven't you my little victim?" The muscles in her jaw tightened and tears began to well up in her eyes. "Yes I thought as much." He said leaning close to her face, "You might have fooled all those sheep that are around you all the time, but such delicious prey cannot hide it's true self from a predator like me." He slowly began working his fingers inside of her, the second one pushing against the resistance of her tight little hole. She let out a soft groan, "Please don't do this." She choked out as the tears began to roll down her cheeks. "I am only doing what you really want, what you crave deep down inside." He responded, "We both know that you want to be taken, that you need to have your control removed, your power pushed aside." He kept working his fingers inside of her watching her begin to breathe heavily and sigh with pleasure. "See, you are nothing more than a little rape doll." She looked at him after he said this a word of denial upon her lips but she couldn't bring herself to say it. He took his fingers out of her and forced them into her mouth making her taste her own juices. She gagged and tried to pull away but he simply forced harder pushing her head down to the floor. "Oh, you don't like this?" He said, pulling his fingers out and slapping down on her face hard causing her head to bounce off of the mattress. "Well let's put your mouth to better use then." He quickly removed his mostly hard cock from his pants and straddled her across the chest. Setting his knife aside he grabbed her hair with both of his hands and rubbed the tip of his dick across her lips. She tried to pull away and so he slapped her again. "I don't think you understand your situation." He growled through his teeth, "You want this and I'm going to give it to you. So you can either accept your place and let this happen or I can persuade you in very unpleasant ways."sobbing she opened her mouth and he quickly shoved his cock all the way down her throat. "See that wasn't so hard, I knew you could be a good little girl for me." He roughly face fucked her making her eye makeup run even more as her tears flowed uncontrollably. Her saliva drooled out of the corners of her mouth making her look like a dirty little whore. He felt himself getting close and knew that he wasn't going to release himself in her mouth. No he wanted to make sure that his cum went to deep inside of her pussy marking her as his.
He moved down in between her legs forcing her dress up above her waist and exposing her soaked cunt before him. "I know that this is what you've been waiting for." He said as he placed the tip of his cock at her hole. She turned her face away crying unable to look at him as he roughly forced himself inside. She bit down on her lip to keep from making a sound as he penetrated her. He began to thrust deep and hard inside of her, feeling her whole body shake and quiver. Her constant sobs caused her pussy to clench around his hard cock. "I'm not going to let you try and ignore this experience we are having." He said leaning over her grabbing her throat with one hand turning her face toward him with the other. "You will look into my eyes as I violate you, you are going to experience me cumming inside of you in every way." Still crying she forced herself to look into his eyes as he roughly used her body. He could see the hunger inside of her gaze as he was nearing his climax. She began to shake and he realized that she was trying to keep her body from betraying her and enjoying the experience. "Don't you dare fight it, you better cum on my cock or you may not make it home tonight." Her whole body became rigid as all of her muscles flexed together her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave. Feeling her accept her fate was all he needed to finally shoot his load inside of her. As she lay there broken and defeated he leaned down and whispered something into her ear. Her eyes shot open wide, he chuckled quietly. "That's right I know your address, I know where you live." Looking at him she slowly shook her head, "Please don't." She started to say, "Just as long as you understand what you are there won't be any problems." He replied, "You do know what you are don't you?" She timidly nodded her head, "Then say it." She hesitated and he brought his hand across her face hard again, then dug his fingers into her jaw forcing her to look at him. "Say it, now." He whispered into her face. "I'm…." She choked and he raised his hand again. "I'm a rape doll, I'm a rape doll!" She fearfully said. "That is correct, from now on you are my rape doll and I will take you and use you whenever and however I see fit." He roughly rolled her over and removed the cuffs. "Now go home and get yourself cleaned up." He said smiling down at her, "And don't forget that it's okay to touch yourself later while you think about this. Because we both know that you are such a good little rape doll." Chuckling he walked outside into the night leaving her crying in the dark.
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Naw, the Orange Order is based as actual fuck. They'd hate him.
I was in Belfast once and saw a group protesting outside a women's clinic (abortion is banned wholly on the island of Ireland, both Ulster and the South, women can be referred for one through a charity but it's carried out on mainland UK with the obvious exceptions for women facing serious, imminent health issues or death)and it was mixed Catholics and Protestants. Nothing unites like a common cause of that nature.
But yeah, the Orange Order wouldn't look kindly on Captain Spazztastic, was my point.
You know what would make this really funny? if he did it in portland during a black lives matter riotJesus, someone take that fuck and throw him in a hole.
He thinks this shit is funny, at a time when motherfuckers are burning businesses just because some fat white chick didn't get double sprinkles.
Oh, my mistake, I stand corrected. Is that not a recent development, and perhaps where I am wrong? This was a number of year ago now, that I saw said protest.Abortion up to 12 weeks is now legal in the Republic of Ireland. It's still illegal in Northern Ireland though.