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Tragi-Chan said:
Curious, given that every indication we’ve had so far is that he’s straight. I wonder if he’s trying to make himself out to be a friend to all LGBT teens, or if his pedo tendencies go both ways?
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Could be an FTM (so Jon fantasizing about periods again) but otherwise it's him trying to slither into the LGBTBBQ community.
 
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Every community: "We must put forward our most palatable members so we look good and our interests can be furthered."

Troon community: "Jessica might have done wrong but she's a victim too so it's ok."
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Recently I had an experience in the mod room of a different forum I work with. Issue: intersectionalists running amok and causing fights by accusing everyone and their dog of white supremacy for spurious reasons. Honestly it's like you have to explain it like you would a fucking child and even then they don't get it. "Yes, I understand that POC are hurting (validity of said 'hurting' irrelevant in this case) that doesn't give them an excuse to abuse others. No, past abuse isn't an excuse to repeat that abuse. No, even if the perpetrator is really really hurting. If you got hit as a kid is it okay to hit your own kids?" I swear they're all intentionally playing obtuse.
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In a way, it's patronizing for people and businesses to behave this way for one month and then do little else for the other 11 months. But the community seemingly doesn't care so long as the virtual signalling ticks off enough check boxes and uses enough woke buzzwords and phrases to please them during their special month. 🙄
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People care, but Gillette et al doesn't care whether they care. Corporations only do this shit so they can point at it later to say they care about LGBTWTFBBQ people and everyone knows it but how exactly do you stop it? It's a common complaint actually.
 
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People care, but Gillette et al doesn't care whether they care. Corporations only do this shit so they can point at it later to say they care about LGBTWTFBBQ people and everyone knows it but how exactly do you stop it? It's a common complaint actually.
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Was gonna say, most people who are part of the community literally point out that it's all fuckin' pandering and bullshit to try and make more sales. Sure, young LGBT kids get pulled up into it, but young kids get pulled up into most things. The only adults who get pulled in are exceptional or some of these transtrenders.
 
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I woke up early and couldn't sleep. I wrote JY fanfic. May God have mercy on my soul.

Jessica sat nervously at the public library, waiting for her Tinder date to arrive. It was hard to sit in any one place in public for too long. The racist transphobic staff were all staring racistly and transphobically at her for being a tall white masculine woman. The staring definitely had nothing whatsoever to do with the fact that Jessica was sweating in a full ball gown and had a tiara crookedly affixed to a poorly fitting wig. Suddenly, from across the room, it was as though the Heavens themselves had opened up; in walked the most beautiful girl Jessica had ever seen.

She was slender and tall, possibly 6 feet tall, and had long flowing brown hair curled loosely over her broad shoulders. She gracefully walked in, in her bright red mini-dress and stiletto pump shoes. “Hi,” she said, “You must be Jessica. I’m Patty.” “Hi Patty,” stammered Jessica. “It’s too crowded at this library. Would you like to come back to my place?” “Of course!” said Patty. And so the two made their way together to what is probably the Hawthorne condo building.

Jessica’s and Patty made themselves comfortable on Jessica’s couch, and made small-talk with each other like any nervous lesbians would do. “So how old are you?” asked Jessica. “Oh I just turned 18!” said Patty. Jessica’s facial expression dropped. “I really thought you were younger,” she said. She brooded a moment, and then brightened up. “Do you want a cup of tea? I have chamomile. It’s really good for period cramps!” “Oh my god, yes, I totally have period cramps!” said Patty. Jessica put the kettle on and sympathised with her new love interest; “Oh, yes, I just hate having period cramps. I could own stock in Midol with all the Midol I buy for my period cramps. I thought I might go see the gynecologist later to have a look at my vagina.” Patty nodded thoughtfully. “I too need to see a gynecologist to look at my vagina,” she said. “You know,” said Jessica, “I’m glad we had this discussion. I’m actually due to start my period in 5 minutes and I’m not prepared at all with any tampons even though we walked past a convenience store and a drugstore to get here. I was going to try to just look under your skirt to see if a string was hanging, but since you mentioned your period cramps, I feel comfortable asking you now if you have a tampon I can have!” “Of course I do!” exclaimed Patty cheerfully. “Girl code, am I right?!” She fished around in her purse and pulled out a small wrapped cylinder. Jessica’s face dropped again. “Oh, it’s a new one,” she muttered, stuffing it in her pocket. Then she remembered her manners. “Thank you.”

They sat in silence for a moment, then Jessica stood up. “Excuse me,” she said. “About 5 minutes have passed, and I believe my period is starting right now. I am just going to go insert this tampon into my vagina now. I just….I just wish I knew what to do.” “Oh, this is your first time? It’s easy, just slide it up in there!” said Patty. “Look!” Jessica’s face brightened for a moment when Patty said “Look!” but instead of a demonstration, Patty produced a small slip of paper from her purse. “These are the instructions that came in the tampon pack. It’s really easy to follow.” Jessica grabbed the slip of paper and forlornly trudged into the bathroom.

When she returned, Patty gave her a sympathetic look and said “You know what? A nice massage always helps me unwind when I am having period cramps. Can I give you one?” Jessica nodded and sat down on the couch with her back facing Patty. Patty started to rub Jessica’s back and shoulders. Jessica shuddered. She didn’t want to admit this, but she had never known the romantic touch of another human being before. Patty skillfully kneaded Jessica’s shoulder muscles and Jessica felt like she was melting into Patty’s hands. What an amazing feeling it was. “Oh my goodness,” she said, “It feels so good, I think my breasts are leaking colostrum.” Patty nodded wisely. “My breasts are leaking colostrum too,” she said. “It’s so difficult to be a girl with our big breasts always leaking colostrum, eh?” “Yes,” said Jessica. “It’s very difficult indeed. There's just always so much colostrum.”

Patty caressed the back of Jessica’s neck. “I can massage you better if you remove your dress,” she said with a sly grin on her face. Jessica grinned and pulled her ballgown off over her head. It nearly took her wig off with it, but the wig remained, albeit more crookedly than before. Under the dress, Jessica was wearing a bra and a silk slip. “To make you feel more comfortable, I’ll take mine off too” said Patty. She pulled off her bright red mini dress. Underneath, she only wore a pair of panties, which barely contained a large throbbing bulge right in line with Jessica’s gaze. Her eyes widened. In a split second, she put it all together; the height, the broad shoulders, the husky voice and the 5 o’clock shadow – that bulge could not be a maxi pad! “WHAT” stammered Jessica, “Is THAT?!” “Oh come on now,” pleaded Patty. “We’re all just girls here, right? Come on. We can have a pillow fight and give each other makeovers!” “No!” said Jessica. “No no no! That’s a penis! What do you think I am, gay?! Get out of here! Go!”

Patty sadly pulled her dress over her head and left, weeping. Jessica, meanwhile, was already logging into her legal shield website and drafting a letter to her rent-a-lawyer about how to sue Patty for subjecting Jessica to an unwanted penis, a request which would later be laughed out of court when the full details emerged.

Neither of them knew it at the time, but Patty would go on to live her best life, graduating college and getting a full time job, hobbies, transitioning fully, and eventually meeting the person of her dreams and adopting a family and a puppy together. Jessica, meanwhile, was destined to sink further into depravity and would one day find herself wearing a diaper and a dog-tail buttplug on webcam to try to solicit donations from perverts online. The end.
 
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I woke up early and couldn't sleep. I wrote JY fanfic. May God have mercy on my soul.

Jessica sat nervously at the public library, waiting for her Tinder date to arrive. It was hard to sit in any one place in public for too long. The racist transphobic staff were all staring racistly and transphobically at her for being a tall white masculine woman. The staring definitely had nothing whatsoever to do with the fact that Jessica was sweating in a full ball gown and had a tiara crookedly affixed to a poorly fitting wig. Suddenly, from across the room, it was as though the Heavens themselves had opened up; in walked the most beautiful girl Jessica had ever seen.

She was slender and tall, possibly 6 feet tall, and had long flowing brown hair curled loosely over her broad shoulders. She gracefully walked in, in her bright red mini-dress and stiletto pump shoes. “Hi,” she said, “You must be Jessica. I’m Patty.” “Hi Patty,” stammered Jessica. “It’s too crowded at this library. Would you like to come back to my place?” “Of course!” said Patty. And so the two made their way together to what is probably the Hawthorne condo building.

Jessica’s and Patty made themselves comfortable on Jessica’s couch, and made small-talk with each other like any nervous lesbians would do. “So how old are you?” asked Jessica. “Oh I just turned 18!” said Patty. Jessica’s facial expression dropped. “I really thought you were younger,” she said. She brooded a moment, and then brightened up. “Do you want a cup of tea? I have chamomile. It’s really good for period cramps!” “Oh my god, yes, I totally have period cramps!” said Patty. Jessica put the kettle on and sympathised with her new love interest; “Oh, yes, I just hate having period cramps. I could own stock in Midol with all the Midol I buy for my period cramps. I thought I might go see the gynecologist later to have a look at my vagina.” Patty nodded thoughtfully. “I too need to see a gynecologist to look at my vagina,” she said. “You know,” said Jessica, “I’m glad we had this discussion. I’m actually due to start my period in 5 minutes and I’m not prepared at all with any tampons even though we walked past a convenience store and a drugstore to get here. I was going to try to just look under your skirt to see if a string was hanging, but since you mentioned your period cramps, I feel comfortable asking you now if you have a tampon I can have!” “Of course I do!” exclaimed Patty cheerfully. “Girl code, am I right?!” She fished around in her purse and pulled out a small wrapped cylinder. Jessica’s face dropped again. “Oh, it’s a new one,” she muttered, stuffing it in her pocket. Then she remembered her manners. “Thank you.”

They sat in silence for a moment, then Jessica stood up. “Excuse me,” she said. “About 5 minutes have passed, and I believe my period is starting right now. I am just going to go insert this tampon into my vagina now. I just….I just wish I knew what to do.” “Oh, this is your first time? It’s easy, just slide it up in there!” said Patty. “Look!” Jessica’s face brightened for a moment when Patty said “Look!” but instead of a demonstration, Patty produced a small slip of paper from her purse. “These are the instructions that came in the tampon pack. It’s really easy to follow.” Jessica grabbed the slip of paper and forlornly trudged into the bathroom.

When she returned, Patty gave her a sympathetic look and said “You know what? A nice massage always helps me unwind when I am having period cramps. Can I give you one?” Jessica nodded and sat down on the couch with her back facing Patty. Patty started to rub Jessica’s back and shoulders. Jessica shuddered. She didn’t want to admit this, but she had never known the romantic touch of another human being before. Patty skillfully kneaded Jessica’s shoulder muscles and Jessica felt like she was melting into Patty’s hands. What an amazing feeling it was. “Oh my goodness,” she said, “It feels so good, I think my breasts are leaking colostrum.” Patty nodded wisely. “My breasts are leaking colostrum too,” she said. “It’s so difficult to be a girl with our big breasts always leaking colostrum, eh?” “Yes,” said Jessica. “It’s very difficult indeed. There's just always so much colostrum.”

Patty caressed the back of Jessica’s neck. “I can massage you better if you remove your dress,” she said with a sly grin on her face. Jessica grinned and pulled her ballgown off over her head. It nearly took her wig off with it, but the wig remained, albeit more crookedly than before. Under the dress, Jessica was wearing a bra and a silk slip. “To make you feel more comfortable, I’ll take mine off too” said Patty. She pulled off her bright red mini dress. Underneath, she only wore a pair of panties, which barely contained a large throbbing bulge right in line with Jessica’s gaze. Her eyes widened. In a split second, she put it all together; the height, the broad shoulders, the husky voice and the 5 o’clock shadow – that bulge could not be a maxi pad! “WHAT” stammered Jessica, “Is THAT?!” “Oh come on now,” pleaded Patty. “We’re all just girls here, right? Come on. We can have a pillow fight and give each other makeovers!” “No!” said Jessica. “No no no! That’s a penis! What do you think I am, gay?! Get out of here! Go!”

Patty sadly pulled her dress over her head and left, weeping. Jessica, meanwhile, was already logging into her legal shield website and drafting a letter to her rent-a-lawyer about how to sue Patty for subjecting Jessica to an unwanted penis, a request which would later be laughed out of court when the full details emerged.

Neither of them knew it at the time, but Patty would go on to live her best life, graduating college and getting a full time job, hobbies, transitioning fully, and eventually meeting the person of her dreams and adopting a family and a puppy together. Jessica, meanwhile, was destined to sink further into depravity and would one day find herself wearing a diaper and a dog-tail buttplug on webcam to try to solicit donations from perverts online. The end.
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I didn't want to read that but I could help myself.

Get help.
 
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Bani said:
Can't harrass people about waxing your balls if you have no balls to wax anymore. Yaniv is never going to get the chop and we all know it.
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Considering all of his medical/mental issues, I seriousy doubt he would get approval for surgery anyway. His weight alone would make most anesthesiologists fear the likelyhood their malpractice insurance rates would skyrocket if Tampon Johnny were to crash on the table.
 
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Munchma Quchi said:
I woke up early and couldn't sleep. I wrote JY fanfic. May God have mercy on my soul.

Jessica sat nervously at the public library, waiting for her Tinder date to arrive. It was hard to sit in any one place in public for too long. The racist transphobic staff were all staring racistly and transphobically at her for being a tall white masculine woman. The staring definitely had nothing whatsoever to do with the fact that Jessica was sweating in a full ball gown and had a tiara crookedly affixed to a poorly fitting wig. Suddenly, from across the room, it was as though the Heavens themselves had opened up; in walked the most beautiful girl Jessica had ever seen.

She was slender and tall, possibly 6 feet tall, and had long flowing brown hair curled loosely over her broad shoulders. She gracefully walked in, in her bright red mini-dress and stiletto pump shoes. “Hi,” she said, “You must be Jessica. I’m Patty.” “Hi Patty,” stammered Jessica. “It’s too crowded at this library. Would you like to come back to my place?” “Of course!” said Patty. And so the two made their way together to what is probably the Hawthorne condo building.

Jessica’s and Patty made themselves comfortable on Jessica’s couch, and made small-talk with each other like any nervous lesbians would do. “So how old are you?” asked Jessica. “Oh I just turned 18!” said Patty. Jessica’s facial expression dropped. “I really thought you were younger,” she said. She brooded a moment, and then brightened up. “Do you want a cup of tea? I have chamomile. It’s really good for period cramps!” “Oh my god, yes, I totally have period cramps!” said Patty. Jessica put the kettle on and sympathised with her new love interest; “Oh, yes, I just hate having period cramps. I could own stock in Midol with all the Midol I buy for my period cramps. I thought I might go see the gynecologist later to have a look at my vagina.” Patty nodded thoughtfully. “I too need to see a gynecologist to look at my vagina,” she said. “You know,” said Jessica, “I’m glad we had this discussion. I’m actually due to start my period in 5 minutes and I’m not prepared at all with any tampons even though we walked past a convenience store and a drugstore to get here. I was going to try to just look under your skirt to see if a string was hanging, but since you mentioned your period cramps, I feel comfortable asking you now if you have a tampon I can have!” “Of course I do!” exclaimed Patty cheerfully. “Girl code, am I right?!” She fished around in her purse and pulled out a small wrapped cylinder. Jessica’s face dropped again. “Oh, it’s a new one,” she muttered, stuffing it in her pocket. Then she remembered her manners. “Thank you.”

They sat in silence for a moment, then Jessica stood up. “Excuse me,” she said. “About 5 minutes have passed, and I believe my period is starting right now. I am just going to go insert this tampon into my vagina now. I just….I just wish I knew what to do.” “Oh, this is your first time? It’s easy, just slide it up in there!” said Patty. “Look!” Jessica’s face brightened for a moment when Patty said “Look!” but instead of a demonstration, Patty produced a small slip of paper from her purse. “These are the instructions that came in the tampon pack. It’s really easy to follow.” Jessica grabbed the slip of paper and forlornly trudged into the bathroom.

When she returned, Patty gave her a sympathetic look and said “You know what? A nice massage always helps me unwind when I am having period cramps. Can I give you one?” Jessica nodded and sat down on the couch with her back facing Patty. Patty started to rub Jessica’s back and shoulders. Jessica shuddered. She didn’t want to admit this, but she had never known the romantic touch of another human being before. Patty skillfully kneaded Jessica’s shoulder muscles and Jessica felt like she was melting into Patty’s hands. What an amazing feeling it was. “Oh my goodness,” she said, “It feels so good, I think my breasts are leaking colostrum.” Patty nodded wisely. “My breasts are leaking colostrum too,” she said. “It’s so difficult to be a girl with our big breasts always leaking colostrum, eh?” “Yes,” said Jessica. “It’s very difficult indeed. There's just always so much colostrum.”

Patty caressed the back of Jessica’s neck. “I can massage you better if you remove your dress,” she said with a sly grin on her face. Jessica grinned and pulled her ballgown off over her head. It nearly took her wig off with it, but the wig remained, albeit more crookedly than before. Under the dress, Jessica was wearing a bra and a silk slip. “To make you feel more comfortable, I’ll take mine off too” said Patty. She pulled off her bright red mini dress. Underneath, she only wore a pair of panties, which barely contained a large throbbing bulge right in line with Jessica’s gaze. Her eyes widened. In a split second, she put it all together; the height, the broad shoulders, the husky voice and the 5 o’clock shadow – that bulge could not be a maxi pad! “WHAT” stammered Jessica, “Is THAT?!” “Oh come on now,” pleaded Patty. “We’re all just girls here, right? Come on. We can have a pillow fight and give each other makeovers!” “No!” said Jessica. “No no no! That’s a penis! What do you think I am, gay?! Get out of here! Go!”

Patty sadly pulled her dress over her head and left, weeping. Jessica, meanwhile, was already logging into her legal shield website and drafting a letter to her rent-a-lawyer about how to sue Patty for subjecting Jessica to an unwanted penis, a request which would later be laughed out of court when the full details emerged.

Neither of them knew it at the time, but Patty would go on to live her best life, graduating college and getting a full time job, hobbies, transitioning fully, and eventually meeting the person of her dreams and adopting a family and a puppy together. Jessica, meanwhile, was destined to sink further into depravity and would one day find herself wearing a diaper and a dog-tail buttplug on webcam to try to solicit donations from perverts online. The end.
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Munchma Quchi said:
I woke up early and couldn't sleep. I wrote JY fanfic. May God have mercy on my soul.

Jessica sat nervously at the public library, waiting for her Tinder date to arrive. It was hard to sit in any one place in public for too long. The racist transphobic staff were all staring racistly and transphobically at her for being a tall white masculine woman. The staring definitely had nothing whatsoever to do with the fact that Jessica was sweating in a full ball gown and had a tiara crookedly affixed to a poorly fitting wig. Suddenly, from across the room, it was as though the Heavens themselves had opened up; in walked the most beautiful girl Jessica had ever seen.

She was slender and tall, possibly 6 feet tall, and had long flowing brown hair curled loosely over her broad shoulders. She gracefully walked in, in her bright red mini-dress and stiletto pump shoes. “Hi,” she said, “You must be Jessica. I’m Patty.” “Hi Patty,” stammered Jessica. “It’s too crowded at this library. Would you like to come back to my place?” “Of course!” said Patty. And so the two made their way together to what is probably the Hawthorne condo building.

Jessica’s and Patty made themselves comfortable on Jessica’s couch, and made small-talk with each other like any nervous lesbians would do. “So how old are you?” asked Jessica. “Oh I just turned 18!” said Patty. Jessica’s facial expression dropped. “I really thought you were younger,” she said. She brooded a moment, and then brightened up. “Do you want a cup of tea? I have chamomile. It’s really good for period cramps!” “Oh my god, yes, I totally have period cramps!” said Patty. Jessica put the kettle on and sympathised with her new love interest; “Oh, yes, I just hate having period cramps. I could own stock in Midol with all the Midol I buy for my period cramps. I thought I might go see the gynecologist later to have a look at my vagina.” Patty nodded thoughtfully. “I too need to see a gynecologist to look at my vagina,” she said. “You know,” said Jessica, “I’m glad we had this discussion. I’m actually due to start my period in 5 minutes and I’m not prepared at all with any tampons even though we walked past a convenience store and a drugstore to get here. I was going to try to just look under your skirt to see if a string was hanging, but since you mentioned your period cramps, I feel comfortable asking you now if you have a tampon I can have!” “Of course I do!” exclaimed Patty cheerfully. “Girl code, am I right?!” She fished around in her purse and pulled out a small wrapped cylinder. Jessica’s face dropped again. “Oh, it’s a new one,” she muttered, stuffing it in her pocket. Then she remembered her manners. “Thank you.”

They sat in silence for a moment, then Jessica stood up. “Excuse me,” she said. “About 5 minutes have passed, and I believe my period is starting right now. I am just going to go insert this tampon into my vagina now. I just….I just wish I knew what to do.” “Oh, this is your first time? It’s easy, just slide it up in there!” said Patty. “Look!” Jessica’s face brightened for a moment when Patty said “Look!” but instead of a demonstration, Patty produced a small slip of paper from her purse. “These are the instructions that came in the tampon pack. It’s really easy to follow.” Jessica grabbed the slip of paper and forlornly trudged into the bathroom.

When she returned, Patty gave her a sympathetic look and said “You know what? A nice massage always helps me unwind when I am having period cramps. Can I give you one?” Jessica nodded and sat down on the couch with her back facing Patty. Patty started to rub Jessica’s back and shoulders. Jessica shuddered. She didn’t want to admit this, but she had never known the romantic touch of another human being before. Patty skillfully kneaded Jessica’s shoulder muscles and Jessica felt like she was melting into Patty’s hands. What an amazing feeling it was. “Oh my goodness,” she said, “It feels so good, I think my breasts are leaking colostrum.” Patty nodded wisely. “My breasts are leaking colostrum too,” she said. “It’s so difficult to be a girl with our big breasts always leaking colostrum, eh?” “Yes,” said Jessica. “It’s very difficult indeed. There's just always so much colostrum.”

Patty caressed the back of Jessica’s neck. “I can massage you better if you remove your dress,” she said with a sly grin on her face. Jessica grinned and pulled her ballgown off over her head. It nearly took her wig off with it, but the wig remained, albeit more crookedly than before. Under the dress, Jessica was wearing a bra and a silk slip. “To make you feel more comfortable, I’ll take mine off too” said Patty. She pulled off her bright red mini dress. Underneath, she only wore a pair of panties, which barely contained a large throbbing bulge right in line with Jessica’s gaze. Her eyes widened. In a split second, she put it all together; the height, the broad shoulders, the husky voice and the 5 o’clock shadow – that bulge could not be a maxi pad! “WHAT” stammered Jessica, “Is THAT?!” “Oh come on now,” pleaded Patty. “We’re all just girls here, right? Come on. We can have a pillow fight and give each other makeovers!” “No!” said Jessica. “No no no! That’s a penis! What do you think I am, gay?! Get out of here! Go!”

Patty sadly pulled her dress over her head and left, weeping. Jessica, meanwhile, was already logging into her legal shield website and drafting a letter to her rent-a-lawyer about how to sue Patty for subjecting Jessica to an unwanted penis, a request which would later be laughed out of court when the full details emerged.

Neither of them knew it at the time, but Patty would go on to live her best life, graduating college and getting a full time job, hobbies, transitioning fully, and eventually meeting the person of her dreams and adopting a family and a puppy together. Jessica, meanwhile, was destined to sink further into depravity and would one day find herself wearing a diaper and a dog-tail buttplug on webcam to try to solicit donations from perverts online. The end.
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I laughed out loud at the colostrum part. Thank you for your service.
 
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What you wanna bet the fast food workers understand English just fine, and JY's bizarre appearance is coupled with rude behavior (they clearly have a sense of entitlement) and it's just the employees fucking with him? Fast food workers are some of the most abused people in the service industry, and they will lash out in passive-aggressive ways if a customer pisses them off.
 
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