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Who are the top three strongest characters in the Kevin Gibes Inflated Universe (KGIU) canon?

  • Gash Coyote

    Votes: 102 4.5%
  • Rioley

    Votes: 277 12.3%
  • Penis

    Votes: 408 18.1%
  • Loathsome Dung Eater Jen

    Votes: 291 12.9%
  • Boner

    Votes: 294 13.0%
  • Kevin Gibes

    Votes: 671 29.7%
  • The Elusive Earl

    Votes: 701 31.0%
  • Landon Hiscock

    Votes: 262 11.6%
  • The Korps LARP Brigade

    Votes: 200 8.9%
  • Kiwifarms Militia

    Votes: 1,122 49.7%
  • Kindness

    Votes: 650 28.8%
  • Trans Cucumber The Child Abandoner

    Votes: 306 13.6%

  • Total voters
    2,258
I love the ones that start out with a friendly, questioning tone before launching into paragraphs of psuedo-religious, "sex are am spectrum", "lady brain makes you a lady" gender lunatic nonsense.
I also love when they inevitably bring up their totally real passing trans friends who are oh so happy with their bottom surgery results.
 
I'm gonna post a dissenting opinion here and say that I would not fuck with Penny. At no point was he in any danger of shooting that dog and he managed to ring a steel target three times at well more than fifty yards while holding an effective stance (Actually leaning forward to effectively brace the weapon, feat set apart if bladed, etc.).
Phillip Logue is a danger only to himself. His LARPing certainly looks impressive, but if someone with a plan actually showed up, the Tranchers would be fucked. Fifty yards is extremely short range, especially on land like that. There are hunting rifles with a range of one mile; fifty yards is little under 3% of a mile. There is no cover, no real fortifications beyond the poor alpacas, and no means of sustaining the Tranch should it come under siege and getting outside supplies becomes impossible.

If Earl was real and decided to go to war, the Tranch would be destroyed very quickly.
 
Why would your first step be to ask twitter and not just look it up yourself?
Do these idiotic fucks not have a vet? Never mind don't bother, we all know the answer.
Oh my God! Fifty whole yards? At an unmoving, easily visible target of some size, at an unhurried pace? With a fucking rifle?

Your username does not check out.
Even a spastic retard can roll a natural 20 from time to time.
their postage stamp sized piece of land being overgrazed will cause desertification through the whole valley
Probably not but it's almost certainly harmful to their direct neighbors and makes them gargantuan fuckheads.
Of course, it is the way of the cow to ignore good advice so most is disregarded yet how frequently is it obvious that the cows do read their threads and listen to what is said?
Lolcows are universally self-destructive idiots who will deliberately fuck themselves over and ignore good advice because they think it somehow hurts us instead of them. Meanwhile we get to laugh our asses off at their failure.
 
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I'm gonna post a dissenting opinion here and say that I would not fuck with Penny. At no point was he in any danger of shooting that dog and he managed to ring a steel target three times at well more than fifty yards while holding an effective stance (Actually leaning forward to effectively brace the weapon, feat set apart if bladed, etc.).
Someone exhibiting the most basic capabilities of marksmanship makes you file them under "do not fuck with"?
 
I love the ones that start out with a friendly, questioning tone before launching into paragraphs of psuedo-religious, "sex are am spectrum", "lady brain makes you a lady" gender lunatic nonsense.
I also love when they inevitably bring up their totally real passing trans friends who are oh so happy with their bottom surgery results.
Is there any other type?
 
You’re so right. At my count, there’s:

- an isolated rural community full of hicks and assorted weirdos
- the presence (maybe??) of a terrifying man called Earl
- a starkly beautiful landscape contrasted by a foreground of daily human minutiae
- a diner
- potential portal(s) to a hell dimension (“am hole” and others)
- potential involvement by the federal government
- a general air of paranoia and frustrated boredom at the same time
- individuals preoccupied with strange niche interests (alpacas, Transformers, eating shit)
- the sense that surely someone is going to snap any day now because there’s no way people can just live like this

Sadly, no pie. And I bet the coffee is shit.
Im literally watching TP right now with my non-shitlord wife, and this made me chuckle like a spastic.
I share a blood relationship with Napoleon - Napoleon's grandfather's brother is in my family tree. This gives me something like 1/4096 blood relationship with Napoleon. I have a stronger claim to being Napoleon than any tranny has to being a woman.

Which is to say, I will honor tranny pronouns the day I am acknowledged as Emperor of the French, King of Italy, Protector of the Confederation of the Rhine, Mediator of the Swiss Confederation and Co-Prince of Andorra, and I am given sovereignty over Elba.

I'm Austrian royalty by this metric. Wanna go on a campaign to take back Europe?
PL but w/e: Im only one generation removed from being an Eastern European aristocrat (family estate confiscated by commies after grandparents died). Ive got a legit (once-)recognized family coat of arms. Id say ive got a far stronger case for "identifying" as nobility and demanding "His Lordship" as my pronoun than any delusional tranny.
 
And then abandoned them when the "cute" wore off and you realize, like all babies, lambs spend all their waking time either feeding or pooping.

Had to bottle-feed a rejected lamb (Mom had twins and couldn't count to "two", thought the second one was someone elses' ) and it's only "Dawwwwwww" the FIRST time. The rest of the time it's you as surrogate Mom, and all the work that entails, at least until they're strong enough to walk around on their own, then they'll at least come running for the bottle. Which happens pretty fast, but no doubt not fast enough for the "I wanna baby lamb, okay, that 20 seconds was all I really wanted" folk on that ranch.

God, I hate the ability to foresee what shitty people will do with 100% accuracy and be unable to stop them.... farming is NOT a Fleisher cartoon where everything is happy and content to the point of dancing around naturally.... there's a shit-ton of WORK and commitment involved. And animals bred for agriculture are usually hearty enough to survive most neglect (unfortunately) , but they sure don't THRIVE.
Pretty sure the old Enid Blyton stuff depicted dealing with baby animals better than the average deluded Trancher understands. And she's been dead more than 50 years.
 
"running low" yeah sure.
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They gonna crash the 4th of july parade.
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Pennywise want to play back-alley surgeon.
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They bought more useless larping accessories.
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"Penny Logue founder and owner" :story:
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"running low" yeah sure.
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Did Penny just cop to placing a stock on a sub-16” barreled gun?

Because if the ATF finds out, they’ll rappel through their window and Dodecatap their alpacas.
 
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