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!

If you've been following this thread, you'd remember that Kevin cracked the egg of this dude:


As Greg Dean is someone with quite an audience, this spiraled into countless other crackings. Just by doing a cursory twitter search, I found this:

In my opinion, if Kevin Gibes and Greg Dean had these people's attention and they weren't put off by them or straight up mocking them, then these people were already fucked.

The likes of Kevin and Greg are the straw that broke the camel's back for people who: are socially awkward and cannot foster real world relationships, are Internet addicted and disconnected from real world activities, and are unhappy and looking to run away from their problems in one way or another. The common theme here is not living in the "real world".
 
Contrary to everyone's beliefs here at k*w*farms, Kevin is one of the most morally upstanding and ethical people on the face of the planet. The guy's list of personal rules is longer than the entire Hammurabi Code.

Don't believe me? Here, let me give you a quick rundown of Lolcow Commandments.




But alas, not even Kevin can sometimes resist the temptation. This gives us mortals hope of absolution because he, too, has transgressed.


Unlike us, though, Kevin is quick to realize his folly. He understands the significance of breaking even one of his iron-clad rules:


But as the times change, so must the long list of Kevin's rules. Days and nights he agonizes over which rule to include and which to amend. It is a thankless job, which he performs without complaining.


As Kevin Gibeth giveth, he also taketh away. So great is Kevin's love for us that he struck one of his rules from the list.


Unfortunately for us, some of the rules will be forever lost in time. Like tears from amhole.

Searching for the lost rune of Rule #8, virtual archeologists of the future will dig in twitter excavation sites to no avail.
 
The likes of Kevin and Greg are the straw that broke the camel's back for people who: are socially awkward and cannot foster real world relationships, are Internet addicted and disconnected from real world activities, and are unhappy and looking to run away from their problems in one way or another. The common theme here is not living in the "real world".

Another unintended side-effect of the rise of social media...

When you had to go out into the "real world" to at lest shop for groceries and the bank, your ability to become deviant had a "cap" on it where you couldn't become so weird that you couldn't partake of those necessary things. You could still have your elaborate fantasy worlds you could retreat into however deeply you wanted at home, but, you knew on some level you couldn't act certain ways in public without being barred from places you absolutely needed access too. You could grumble and piss about how unfair it was, but you had to knuckle under in some places where society wouldn't indulge your fantasy.

Nowadays, with everyone being online and all goods shippable to your door without even seeing another person's face, the delusions run wild, the fantasy worlds consume all, and only those 2 or 3 things you just can't divorce from reality wholly and into your pretend world, like your neighbors or the local political temperature, become anchors to the real world.

Your only view of the "real world" is as a negative, the real world brings bad news and unwanted characters into the soap opera that is your perfect life... and it happens ON PURPOSE because of evil antagonists trying to destroy you, not the fact that you just can't bend the world to your will.

Essentially, you used to have to abandon the fantasy from time to time to function in the world.

Today, you can almost, ALMOST make it come true.. if you squint your eyes a bit and wall yourself off from the public and start treating the "real world" as the fantasy and vice versa. Except, the "fantasy" real world keeps intruding into your dream existence with reminders that its' a dream, and as you lose touch more and more with the "outside" you start to see these less as intrusions and more as targeted attacks... to be met with militant pushback, and no objectivity on why you can't meet the mailman with a gun when you simply don't want to get any more bills....

... all you wanted was for him to go away.... and the fact they came back with the cops is proof they just can't suffer us unicorns to live.... wah wah wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
 
For someone with a lot of personal "rules" for what he does and doesn't post, Kevin still manages to post the dumbest-sounding and the most TMI stuff every day.
That's because one of his rules is to ensure he hits a minimum TMI quota per day.
You can't make a good girl omelette without cracking a few eggs.
 
I mean, technically that's sad, but if you're capable of reading Kevvie's endless sewage of twitter output and thinking it's something good and worthy of admiration in any way, shape or form, you're already fucking doomed anyway one way or another.
So in other words, they’re fucking coomed??

I’ll see myself out.
 
Ever just think about how Kevin pays $1000 a month (allegedly) to live at the Tranch with no privacy, cats and dogs running all over the house and sharing a bed with two other men? He could likely move out and get a single bedroom apartment for much less, but he's chose to do this to himself. As well as chosing to hoard toys and turn his chode into a non-functional vagina.

No way he isn't absolutely miserable every day of his sad life.
 
"What? Don't be silly Buster, girls don't have dicks! Uh, I am allowed to say that much, right? Nance? Kamala?
They're nodding, see? Now run off, and if I see your face again I'm gonna sniff your hair real much."
Now that reminds me of how Biden employed a troon in his administration.

Perhaps Kamala Harris wanted to ensure that he'd very quickly learn not to sniff people's hair.
 
If you've been following this thread, you'd remember that Kevin cracked the egg of this dude:


As Greg Dean is someone with quite an audience, this spiraled into countless other crackings. Just by doing a cursory twitter search, I found this:

This reminds me of the Littman study about gender dysphoria in girls.



Turns out peer pressure leads to entire friend groups trooning out.

This is the exact same shit.
 
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this very immediate showcase of cause and effect may be one of my favorite ranch moments now.
In all likelihood that actually is the most probable explanation. More precautions to sanitation must be taken when handling food like pork or eggs to avoid salmonella poisoning, and knowing the fine cooking abilities of the tranchers as shown above, you can draw your own conclusions. Also it doesn't help when you work a job that involves handling animal feces on a daily basis.
 
Given that Kev has ebola and the ranch is under siege, I can't but think Kev is morphing into:
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I am the great Amholio! I need TP for my bunghole! Are you threatening me? Are you threatening me?
 
Inspired by the Virginias from The Forest? Sweet (and terrifying) work
No I actually do not know that album but I tried to get a jackelope and alpacas to look terrifying which is hard because they're always cute.... thus the prolapsed amhole and multiple leaking tits I feel I can do worse...
 
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