Kevin Gibes / Kathryn Gibes / TransSalamander / RageTreb / The Green Salamander - "Am hole:" The epitomized Twitter MtF you thought was just a myth! Donate to his Transformers toy fund today!

I have family who lives in a similar climate to the Tranch and the ranchers in the area do the same thing with their excess hay when they've had a harvest good enough to exceed the constraints of their hay barn. It's so dry, despite any rain or snowfall, that mold doesn't seem to be much of an issue.

With that said, I hope that's not alfalfa. It's got too much protein to constitute the alpacas entire winter feed.
 
Oh yes it is :smug:
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Streaming Minecraft? Very original. Not enough people doing that. /sneed
Getting ready to Minecraft himself in 41%?
"my lesbian girlfriend"

A (possible faggot) dude named Kevin, thinks he's a girl, and a lesbian, wants to get impregnated by other men, dating another man, who larps as a woman, but is still gonna impregnate Kevin...

Fuck, just two or three of these Tranch Troons could fill up an entire Brady Bunch grid.
🧀 is allegedly "enby" or whatever, so Kev is mixing up them pronouns and shit, calling him daddy this and lesbian that in the same sentence. I'm aware it's being overused, but there's no way this isn't some kind of mental condition.
 
kevin put a vibrator in amhole, and now it hurts.

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It always amazes me how you can get such a major surgery and not read up on how it actually works. The type of surgery that Kevin had doesn't "self-lubricate". It's basically a dead end sock tunnel. That is unless he really did have part of his colon used, which means he possibly smells of poop out of his neovag considering Kevin's poor hygiene in general.
 
Legit looks like one of those awful novelty erasers on top of a #2 pencil.

kevin put a vibrator in amhole, and now it hurts.

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Adding bacon to your bland dish is the culinary equivalent to adding a drop shadow to tacky text.
 
Imagine living on the tranch:

You wake up at the crack of dawn to the sound of Pennywise barking orders from somewhere in the dome, he sounds more and more like Buffalo Bill every day. You're exhausted from various animals noises that kept you up half the night. Your body aches from all the awful manual labor and poor diet and you're weak from boofing HRT.

You get out of bed and step on a transformer toy, you swear and decide which dog to blame this on, hoping that will keep Kevin's screeching to a minimum. There's a faint stench about the place but you're mostly nose blind to it now. You search around through the piles of junk on the floor for a coat before heading outside to feed rotting hay to the angry alpacas. On your way out you spot Bonnie in the corner cradling his rifle like a shell shocked soldier, rocking back and forth while muttering something about a funeral.

The cold from outside makes your body feel worse, you cry inside knowing you will be doing double duty again because Pennywise is out of commission for a few more days at the least. You look across the baren landscape while avoiding alcapa kicks and dump hay on the ground. Your joints are already frozen from the mountain air, everything hurts even worse now. Maybe you wish you could stay inside and lay in bed all day like that bitch Kevin.

Yep, living the trans dream.

This is so well written, felt like I was there while reading it
 
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Merry Christmas Kevin you fucking psychopath.
Imagine him shrieking this while flapping his arms, surrounded by toys and terrified animals in his upstairs nest. A slimy vibrator buzzing uselessly on the floor. The smell of bacon coalescing with the smells of animal filth and the eternal AmHole. Outside, another alpaca keels over on barren soil, asking God what it did to deserve such suffering. Merry fucking Christmas.
 
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