"ADF" / Philip Vincent Haskins-Delici / Isabel Rosa Araujo - The Original Troon Commie Cow

and bars so he can unwind with a couple beers after a long day of work...
has Phil ever been drunk? or buzzed?
(I mean besides that junkie he had living with him that maybe gave him a shot of the white n his sleep or something)

if I didn't find it unethical to use the address info, which, unlike phil I do -- maybe sending him a 6 pack and a handle bottle free of charge would actually do him some good (and if he streamed it,I wouldn't min that)
He's stuck in an early adolescent army man wanna be power fantasy phase. So maybe if he had a couple of warm beers behind a dumpster he could move on to the next phase of adolescent development.
Listen to a little iron maiden, get a driver's license, become assistant manager at a sunglass hut.
change his name back to Phil
start cramming gingerroot up his butt lengthwise instead of sideways
just small steps and little victories
 
You don’t want to live in north Portland. All the nice areas are to the south and west Of the city.
Damn, really? I thought there were still nice parts on that side of the river.

Keeping it on thread topic, does that mean we have an over/under that ADF gets in a tussle with a crackhead / hobo? I assume at this point, the fact that he hasn't means he's got a mix of some kind of street savvy or just appears to be a disgusting mental health case so they ignore him, like how in zombie movies they ignore other undead.
 
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has Phil ever been drunk? or buzzed?
(I mean besides that junkie he had living with him that maybe gave him a shot of the white n his sleep or something)

if I didn't find it unethical to use the address info, which, unlike phil I do -- maybe sending him a 6 pack and a handle bottle free of charge would actually do him some good (and if he streamed it,I wouldn't min that)
He's stuck in an early adolescent army man wanna be power fantasy phase. So maybe if he had a couple of warm beers behind a dumpster he could move on to the next phase of adolescent development.
Listen to a little iron maiden, get a driver's license, become assistant manager at a sunglass hut.
change his name back to Phil
start cramming gingerroot up his butt lengthwise instead of sideways
just small steps and little victories
I think even LSD can't save him now.
 
has Phil ever been drunk? or buzzed?
(I mean besides that junkie he had living with him that maybe gave him a shot of the white n his sleep or something)

if I didn't find it unethical to use the address info, which, unlike phil I do -- maybe sending him a 6 pack and a handle bottle free of charge would actually do him some good (and if he streamed it,I wouldn't min that)
He's stuck in an early adolescent army man wanna be power fantasy phase. So maybe if he had a couple of warm beers behind a dumpster he could move on to the next phase of adolescent development.
Listen to a little iron maiden, get a driver's license, become assistant manager at a sunglass hut.
change his name back to Phil
start cramming gingerroot up his butt lengthwise instead of sideways
just small steps and little victories
When he was living with Toren (rip in piss), there was at least one instance of him getting wrecked on a single glass of rosé.
 
has Phil ever been drunk? or buzzed?
(I mean besides that junkie he had living with him that maybe gave him a shot of the white n his sleep or something)

if I didn't find it unethical to use the address info, which, unlike phil I do -- maybe sending him a 6 pack and a handle bottle free of charge would actually do him some good (and if he streamed it,I wouldn't min that)
He's stuck in an early adolescent army man wanna be power fantasy phase. So maybe if he had a couple of warm beers behind a dumpster he could move on to the next phase of adolescent development.
Listen to a little iron maiden, get a driver's license, become assistant manager at a sunglass hut.
change his name back to Phil
start cramming gingerroot up his butt lengthwise instead of sideways
just small steps and little victories
Phil is a person who shat himself after his gay friend touched him (non-sexually) at his place.
 
He punched his wheelchair confined mother, didn’t he?

Anyway, it’s the same reason Phil wears anything he wears: he thinks it makes him look cool.
Probably more like a girly slap than an actual punch.

I suspect that if he did try to punch somebody he'd do so like a child and just swing his fist around.

Of course Phil is using his recent exposure to e-beg. He even made this to pass around to all the Portland crowdfunding accounts. Help a single mother escaping DV? A homeless tranny? Nope. Just send your money to a grown man living in a 2 year old apartment so that he can buy pepper spray, ill fitting knee pads, and assorted mall ninja weapons.
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No need to hide your face Phil. We all know this is you.
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It's so funny that all Phil does is talk shit about "bashing the fash" yet he's terrified of a bunch of innocent kiwis making fun of him.
He needs to hide his face because whenever he shows it we laugh at how you can still see the derp.

He used to post it all the time and we laughed.

He started wearing a balaclava and we still laughed at this snaggle teeth and derpy eyes.

He started posting pictures of himself with his mouth closed and eyes covered up. We still laughed because you could STILL see the derp.

And now he's gone to making a silhouette but the misshapen potato head he has is on full display and yes, you can see make out that it's derpy Taters.

And you still need to laugh when you see him in his walrus bondage phase.

has Phil ever been drunk? or buzzed?
(I mean besides that junkie he had living with him that maybe gave him a shot of the white n his sleep or something)

if I didn't find it unethical to use the address info, which, unlike phil I do -- maybe sending him a 6 pack and a handle bottle free of charge would actually do him some good (and if he streamed it,I wouldn't min that)
He's stuck in an early adolescent army man wanna be power fantasy phase. So maybe if he had a couple of warm beers behind a dumpster he could move on to the next phase of adolescent development.
Listen to a little iron maiden, get a driver's license, become assistant manager at a sunglass hut.
change his name back to Phil
start cramming gingerroot up his butt lengthwise instead of sideways
just small steps and little victories
He used to talk about vaping weed a lot at least for a period of time when he claimed he had fibromyalgia and it helped with his symptoms.

Or maybe he was just trying to be cool with the kids and show that he still smoked up from time to time.

You know I always thought ADF looks really badass. Now with the face tattoos double so - anyone remember whose idea it was first to run the op to convince him to start hiding his face? That was a genius move, hidden under balaclavas and gasmasks he looks goofy and unthreatening. 1:0 for the kiwichuds [/private
Well of course he looked that way. Why do you think the campaign to have him cover his face was started? We looked into his eyes and saw no fear of us and figured it would make it easier to make fun of him if he took away those parts that scared us. And it worked perfectly. You just had to go and ruin it.

Now the secret is out and Taters is going to be showing his face from now on because it scares us so. You just ruined years of careful planning in one stroke. I hope you're proud of yourself.
 
You know, there was once a time where I would have been laughing my ass off at all this bouncing and squeaking that Phil is doing right now, desperately trying to come off as some kind of hard as iron badass because he wants to scare off those mean ol' Kiwi Nazis. But now it's just sad and pathetic, because this is a grown-ass man with retardation hiding away in his Section 8 apartment, playing dress-up make believe and fronting as a tough guy to soothe his insecurities, terrified that the people who laugh at him are coming to kill him. It's delusional any way you look at it, including the lie he tells himself about us all living in our mothers' basements.

No one is coming for Phil. No one is going to SWAT Phil. The vast majority of us are far too busy with real life important shit like jobs/school, family/kids, pets, bills, mortgages/rent, repairs, putting food on the table, etc., and Phil is far too insignificant and unimportant for any of us to make time and put in the effort of doing anything to fuck with him. At most we might take a few minutes when we have some down time to come to this thread and laugh at Phil, or reminisce about the times when he did more than just bounce and squeak on social media from the comfort and safety of his Ain't-ifa Barracks and wasn't an old, pathetic, dying lolcow.

It is still funny, just more pathetic than funny.
 
You know, there was once a time where I would have been laughing my ass off at all this bouncing and squeaking that Phil is doing right now, desperately trying to come off as some kind of hard as iron badass because he wants to scare off those mean ol' Kiwi Nazis. But now it's just sad and pathetic, because this is a grown-ass man with retardation hiding away in his Section 8 apartment, playing dress-up make believe and fronting as a tough guy to soothe his insecurities, terrified that the people who laugh at him are coming to kill him. It's delusional any way you look at it, including the lie he tells himself about us all living in our mothers' basements.

No one is coming for Phil. No one is going to SWAT Phil. The vast majority of us are far too busy with real life important shit like jobs/school, family/kids, pets, bills, mortgages/rent, repairs, putting food on the table, etc., and Phil is far too insignificant and unimportant for any of us to make time and put in the effort of doing anything to fuck with him. At most we might take a few minutes when we have some down time to come to this thread and laugh at Phil, or reminisce about the times when he did more than just bounce and squeak on social media from the comfort and safety of his Ain't-ifa Barracks and wasn't an old, pathetic, dying lolcow.

It is still funny, just more pathetic than funny.
There’s nothing we could do to him that would be funnier or more destructive than what he does to himself.
 
"I was no longer Felipe.... I became Ahuviya" followed by his tard chipmunk smile still makes me laugh.

I wonder who that APH Russia at the end was. I think I recognize the America, she was just a regular cosplayer, but the Russia looked like she was in his orbit.
And yet we'll still call him Phil. Or Taters. Or something else that makes him bounce and squeak.
 
I still say we would be doing a public good by forming the Tard Washing Corp. First wave (the most brave of our soldiers :semperfidelis:) restrain and strip the target, second wave hits them with super shoakers filled with hot soapy water, third wave is the broom unit to scrub the subject clean, while the journalism unit records their screams. Phil would be a good first time practice target but if corse there would be many others.
 
I still say we would be doing a public good by forming the Tard Washing Corp. First wave (the most brave of our soldiers :semperfidelis:) restrain and strip the target, second wave hits them with super shoakers filled with hot soapy water, third wave is the broom unit to scrub the subject clean, while the journalism unit records their screams. Phil would be a good first time practice target but if corse there would be many others.
You'd need full hazmat suits and some way to restrain him during that time that hopefully doesn't involve anybody having to actually touch him.

I know you'd be wearing a full hazmat suit but still. You'd probably have to burn it afterwards. Pretty sure Taters has diseases that nobody has even heard of by now.
 
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