Trashfire #Killstream / Dick Show Crossover: Las Vegas, September 2nd - September 5th

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Anyone else find this story suspect/hilarious. The idea of being able to see someone you know unexpectedly in Vegas is sort of absurd, the amount of foot traffic and places there are to go unless you're planning on meeting up its probably not going to happen. Having said that, it would be hilarious if Ethan and Matt had the exact same trashy sense. Matt's a semi-thriving business owner, why would he hang out around casars and the poor/cheap places?

He should be staying somewhere fancy.
 
Anyone else find this story suspect/hilarious. The idea of being able to see someone you know unexpectedly in Vegas is sort of absurd, the amount of foot traffic and places there are to go unless you're planning on meeting up its probably not going to happen. Having said that, it would be hilarious if Ethan and Matt had the exact same trashy sense. Matt's a semi-thriving business owner, why would he hang out around casars and the poor/cheap places?

He should be staying somewhere fancy.
Not hard when you're a fat smelly pig with your own gravity and the need to post every step of the hoof on Twitter. Can't imagine it being hard since the rona fucked Vegas' tourism industry and they had strict lockdown rules.

Same applies to when they wondered how his guntbnb was doxxxxed in 5 minutes. It's not exactly rocket science.
 
Anyone else find this story suspect/hilarious. The idea of being able to see someone you know unexpectedly in Vegas is sort of absurd, the amount of foot traffic and places there are to go unless you're planning on meeting up its probably not going to happen. Having said that, it would be hilarious if Ethan and Matt had the exact same trashy sense. Matt's a semi-thriving business owner, why would he hang out around casars and the poor/cheap places?

He should be staying somewhere fancy.
The story was that they went there to serve Ralph. They then spoke to a random who served him for them. They tracked him down from his twitter posts.
 
Anyone else find this story suspect/hilarious. The idea of being able to see someone you know unexpectedly in Vegas is sort of absurd
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Not sure what sus activity you thought was going on exactly, but it had to be something schizophrenic.
 
Anyone else find this story suspect/hilarious. The idea of being able to see someone you know unexpectedly in Vegas is sort of absurd, the amount of foot traffic and places there are to go unless you're planning on meeting up its probably not going to happen. Having said that, it would be hilarious if Ethan and Matt had the exact same trashy sense. Matt's a semi-thriving business owner, why would he hang out around casars and the poor/cheap places?

He should be staying somewhere fancy.
Are you being intentionally fucking daft? He compulsively tweets. He is terminally online, just like all the other faggots he associates with, including his horseface cum dumpster. It doesn't take a tactical genius to ascertain his movements, nor how to predict/determine them since he provides a virtual timeline.

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Not sure what sus activity you thought was going on exactly, but it had to be something schizophrenic.
When the Gunt types 'lol' or inserts the crying laughing emoji, he is seething.
 
Are you being intentionally fucking daft? He compulsively tweets. He is terminally online, just like all the other faggots he associates with, including his horseface cum dumpster. It doesn't take a tactical genius to ascertain his movements, nor how to predict/determine them since he provides a virtual timeline.
Kramer might be a deep cover Gunt Guard - they came onto the Flamenco thread and started making accusations of him doxxing SPCC, and failed to evidence any of them, shortly after Ralph and him had a little Twitter tism fit over Jim. Make of that what you will.

Either way, strange take given you could track down Ralph to a given hotel or area, and then all you need to do is look for the medical midget with the lolicon giantess gf. Hardly a difficult endeavour.
 
that makes a lot more sense than "summer trip and look who we happened to run into"
Do you not read the threads at all before posting?
It was explained about a page and a half before your post, it's even a highlight.

It's easy to believe that you just come here to attack the people who are against Ralph/defend him when you do shit like this.
 
Not gonna lie, I think him being going to vegas to avoid being served only to get served at some casino makes up for the general lack of content the rest of the time
What cracks me up is the fact that Ralph posted that as some sort of win, when had he just ignored it or not posted it on his Twitter then all this drama would never have happened. Fuck, if some of the people in the thread are right if he had not acknowledged being served it might not be valid because the person who served him was a random person, not someone certified to do so!

It just goes to show how disconnected with reality he is. The ability to learn from prior experience is a trait possessed by all primates, but lacked by Ralph - is Ralph even human?
 
I simply can not get over the fact that, by some massive cosmic coincidence, the person best suited for the role became Ralph's greatest detractor. Ralph is a petty and vindictive cunt, the "they go low, I go lower" type of white trash wigger. Vickers is a petty and vindictive cunt, with the added benefit of: a steady income, higher intelligence (with Ralph as the benchmark not exactly a huge feat) and the willingness to put in the work and go the extra mile (in this case both figuratively and literally) to be even more of a pain in the ass for his enemies. Ralph, I think, believes Kiwi Farms and Null are his greatest enemies, but the reality is that we just observe, point and laugh. His true arch-nemesis is Mr. Vickers who engages Ralph on the level he operates on and handily beats his ass at every turn.
 
I simply can not get over the fact that, by some massive cosmic coincidence, the person best suited for the role became Ralph's greatest detractor. Ralph is a petty and vindictive cunt, the "they go low, I go lower" type of white trash wigger. Vickers is a petty and vindictive cunt, with the added benefit of: a steady income, higher intelligence (with Ralph as the benchmark not exactly a huge feat) and the willingness to put in the work and go the extra mile (in this case both figuratively and literally) to be even more of a pain in the ass for his enemies. Ralph, I think, believes Kiwi Farms and Null are his greatest enemies, but the reality is that we just observe, point and laugh. His true arch-nemesis is Mr. Vickers who engages Ralph on the level he operates on and handily beats his ass at every turn.
I'd be a petty and vindictive cunt, too, if some overweight alcoholic felon groomed my daughter who was in high school, impregnated her, then posted his sex tape for the world to see because he just had to stick it to some pedophile who claimed that he was dating said high schooler. I'd be turning the guy's life inside out the best I could just to make him suffer. I like that Vickers manages to fight on Ralph's terms, then brings it up a notch in a way that actually terrifies Ralph. You honestly think Ralph isn't afraid of jail or prison again? You honestly believe Ralph isn't afraid of the forced sobriety, the lack of instant gratification?
 
The way Ralph got served was pathetically hilarious. The way he tweeted about if afterwards lying about how things went down, even more fucking hilarious. I feel bad for any gunt guard who believe his shtick, if they could only see the fat tub of lard in person and how he actually is, maybe theyd see the light.

I know hes miserable on the inside and when not around others or on camera, prolly miserable on the outside too. Not a harvest, but a good little bit of corn to tide me over.
 
I can see how this went down:

Ralph somehow gets wind that Faith is about to serve him papers. He calls on his friends for guidance.

The neo-Nazi ghoul, Mark Collett, unhelpfully mentions that Ralph would be welcome to take refuge in his racially-pure ethno-state were the foundation of his white utopia not lagging so far behind schedule. Randbot spends the entirety of Ralph's phone call yelling at his wife for buying him the wrong type of Fosters. Ralph's anime bride-to-be half-heartedly repeats back everything he says to her. He might as well ask a parrot for advice.

In desperation, Ralph turns to the wisest man he knows: Unfortunately, Dick Masterson is on the receiving end of a lubed-up dildo, modelled on the penis of the horse who played Mister Ed, which he has pre-emptively doused in DMT. As the leathery-skinned spoils of his Trojan war with Maddox vigorously pounds him from behind, he explains to Ralph that the safest place for him to go to ground will be Vegas - a town that was built by the mob for the express purpose of avoiding being served legal papers. Even if Ralph is served it won't matter. The 'what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas' clause means that unless the legal documents relate to a crime committed within the city limits, once he leaves, it will be as if he was never served.

Then poor Ralph. Poor, sweet innocent, trusting Ralph, who never did nothing to no-one, takes Dick's advice to heart and books a one way, first-class ticket on a paddle steamer to Vegas. Later, after realising that he has been conned, he books a flight.

At some point during all of this, Nick Rekieta, sensing impending disaster, awakens his family in the dead of night. Packing only those Warhammer 40K novels and codexes that he can carry in a framed rucksack, he drives out into the woods. The Rekieta clan will hibernate there through the winter, returning to civilsation in the Spring, when Ralph will probably be back in jail and all this spergery will have blown over.
 
At some point during all of this, Nick Rekieta, sensing impending disaster, awakens his family in the dead of night. Packing only those Warhammer 40K novels and codexes that he can carry in a framed rucksack, he drives out into the woods. The Rekieta clan will hibernate there through the winter, returning to civilsation in the Spring, when Ralph will probably be back in jail and all this spergery will have blown over.

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Kramer replied to the thread to TRASH VICKERS without even reading the thread. They're very likely May. :story:

I also haven't seen Kramer posting the last several days, until they logged in just to guntguard.

Last time May made a KF account, she accidentally doxed herself in her Content Cunt video by being logged into that account @fugnug. She might think she's smart by not literally self-doxing this time, but the account "Kramer" also went on dozens of assmad tirades about how they are not May including on Null's profile.
 
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