The India Menace - Street shitting, unsanitary practices, scams, Hindu extremism & other things

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Is the price of oil funky or something? Filipinos refrying chicken they literally found in the garbage can afford to use new oil that is clean, but Indian oil turns as black as motor oil.
 
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Is the price of oil funky or something? Filipinos refrying chicken they literally found in the garbage can afford to use new oil that is clean, but Indian oil turns as black as motor oil.
Either way, some food you've found from a pile of garbage and frying it again "to make it edible enough" and pajeet street food that's being exposed to dirt and dust 24/7 are both disgusting.
 
Either way, some food you've found from a pile of garbage and frying it again "to make it edible enough" and pajeet street food that's being exposed to dirt and dust 24/7 are both disgusting.
This reminded me of something, which was posted on a Chinese telegram channel, they like to shit on Indian food and occasionally have some funny stuff on there..

Figured it would post it here.


 
If you ever want a decently funny half hour or so, go through the talk pages of things like Ayurveda on Wikipedia. Ayurveda in specific is occasionally beset by butthurt jeets that hate how Wikipedia won't accommodate the absolute nonsense that is Ayurvedic medicine. For instance, one of the tenets of Ayurveda is that mercury can cure disease. Mercury, for those unaware, will absolutely kill you if it accumulates in your tissues and can cause everything from kidney to neurological damage all the way up to death. To the jeets, however, if they "purify" it by baking it with literal cow shit it becomes a medicine that can cure anything.
Those treacherous chinky eunuchs stealing True and Honest Aryan homeopathic medicine for their even more treacherous chinky emperors and claiming them as their own. A tale as old as time.
 
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Oh fucking crumpets, back to the shit slicked desert I go...seriously of all the places in India I would not want to live, Rajasthan has to be near the tippy top of the list
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Words genuinely cannot express how bleak I feel whenever I get a pin in this accursed corner of this accursed country. Having among the worst squalor and filth and decay in all of India while also being a hell desert genuinely makes me uneasy in the infinitesimal chance I somehow wind up there or get hit by a truck and Isekai'd there

Also if you are wondering bout the local culture well I asked reddit and here are some examples
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STOP THIS INDIAN HATE!!!

You white autistic incels, Stop! STOP!!
Let me fuck yall up, i am a shell, of a shell of myself. The world is against me, including my cousins and everyone.
Like 7-8 years i got some chronic illness, and 4 years ago i lost a huge sum of money.
So i am a shell, of a shell of myself, yet still better than 99.99% of you, and 100% of all white incels.
To any black, arab, Filipino, YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO BE RACIST TO INDIANS!
This is ridiculous what is happening, humans are evil
 
Got to observe a specimen in the wild.

Taking the bus to work and there's a jeet sitting across from me Shoes off, blasting hindu jeet babble music on his phone, strong smell of curry, shit and fermented socks.

:story:

It's fucking incredible, I've encountered severe autists with more self awareness than that. Also if I can hear your slop over Cannibal Corpse on ANC headphones you're either deaf or deserve to be shot.
 
This reminded me of something, which was posted on a Chinese telegram channel, they like to shit on Indian food and occasionally have some funny stuff on there..

Figured it would post it here.


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It’s kinda wholesome that no matter if you’re white, spic, chink or even a nigger, everyone can get along and shit on Indians.

They’re the human equivalent of stepping on a turd. Nobody wants that. (Except for Kareena Kapoor I guess.)
I refuse to believe this unless someone can explain the logistics of filling water balloons with jizz.
My guy… Never heard about water baloons filled with paint? Or flour? You don’t need to literally stick your jeet dong inside the balloon. You also DONT need to fill all 300 ml of it with jizz.

THIS IS SOLELY HYPOTHETICAL!!! I would think that if you wanted a semen ballon, you’d jerk off in a bowl, pass it around to your friends to jerk off into, and then get a needle less syringe. Blow the balloon up half way, fill the syringe with semen and empty it inside it. Tie and toss.
AGAIN: I AM NOT A DEGENERATE JEET, MERELY BEING HYPOTHETICAL!!!

Got to observe a specimen in the wild.

Taking the bus to work and there's a jeet sitting across from me Shoes off, blasting hindu jeet babble music on his phone, strong smell of curry, shit and fermented socks.

:story:

It's fucking incredible, I've encountered severe autists with more self awareness than that. Also if I can hear your slop over Cannibal Corpse on ANC headphones you're either deaf or deserve to be shot.
Of all the disgusting habits around jeets, their tendency to walk around bare feet 24/7 is one of the most weird and gross.

You can even teach a duck or dog to wear footwear. The jeetbeast? Not so much.
 
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I was called in to observe an autopsy and it was a murder case of a jeeta, who was shot multiple times by her jeet husband. I've seen dead bodies many times before (and other unsavory hospital things such as blood and accidents), but this is the first time that it really traumatized me. I went into shock for about a day, I came home and was trembling in the shower.
He had shot her multiple times, in the abdomen, chest, and head. We had to try and count the amount of bullets and whether they exited the body, and to check her injuries and organs, to figure out what specifically killed her. Her clothes and wound bandages were pasted to multiple spots on the body by blood and every time we had to try to remove a bandage/cloth, it'd shake the corpse a bit. Well, because he had shot her in the face, her brains kept leaking out of her nose and ear. Every slight movement would cause a slurry of her brains/blood/CSF to rush down. Bullets to the head tend to shatter the skull, causing this sort of stuff to happen. There were a couple of other things about her body that are hard to describe but they all came together to create the most horrifying end result. I've never seen someone look so broken. The wounds, the fractures, the leaking, the decomposition, the smell, it was all a lot.

Admittedly, the worst part was that I saw this right after watching Codex Pajeet 3. As I looked at her, and smelled the awful stench of rot, I kept thinking about how the Indians fish bodies like this out of the Ganges WEEKS after the time of death, or how they rape corpses like these. This lady was so rotten and decomposed despite being put in cold storage, but the bodies in the Ganges aren't even given that level of preservation. They are completely waterlogged and floating around in an extremely hot, humid, climate. So every time we moved her and the stench wafted up and her brains flooded out, I'd have these stupid intrusive flashbacks of Pajeet 3 and think about Indians eating her body or raping her. If a fresh body is so unbearably horrifying, I can't even imagine what the Ganges spits up. And they eat them RAW.

Anyway, if you're going to murder someone or kill yourself, don't shoot in the head, thanks. The people who have to deal with the body afterwards are human too, don't give us lifelong scars like this. I didn't get the chance to see the police or hospital report, so I don't know too many details but from what I heard while standing there, apparently the husband shot her and then ran off back to India. So the autopsy is part of a criminal investigation effort to try and stick some charges against him I guess. I don't know why I didn't read the report right then and there. I had the chance to, but I was too out of it to really focus. Rats.
 
STOP THIS INDIAN HATE!!!

You white autistic incels, Stop! STOP!!
Let me fuck yall up, i am a shell, of a shell of myself. The world is against me, including my cousins and everyone.
Like 7-8 years i got some chronic illness, and 4 years ago i lost a huge sum of money.
So i am a shell, of a shell of myself, yet still better than 99.99% of you, and 100% of all white incels.
To any black, arab, Filipino, YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO BE RACIST TO INDIANS!
This is ridiculous what is happening, humans are evil
Why the fuck are you back
 
Asking in case I get reincarnated as an Indian.
Indian Isekai would literally just devolve into everyone waking up in Utter Pradesh or some other absurdly named province each trying to speedrun suicide the moment they realised they now faced life as a pajeet

Hell maybe this is the answer for why so many jeets seem drawn like magnets to the path of oncoming trains. Some boomer accountant from New Jersey has a heart attack on the can and wakes up in the body of Likshit Dickass in his rusted iron shack just downwind of the Bhopal Poo Factory and before an hour has elapsed he is neck and neck with a reincarnated Welsh Policeman who got a butterknife to the throat and some former Congolese child soldier who was eaten alive by his friends after rations ran out as they sprint towards the railway lines, hoping beyond hope the train takes them before the locals wake up for their morning shit on the tracks
 
Indian Isekai would literally just devolve into everyone waking up in Utter Pradesh or some other absurdly named province each trying to speedrun suicide the moment they realised they now faced life as a pajeet

Hell maybe this is the answer for why so many jeets seem drawn like magnets to the path of oncoming trains. Some boomer accountant from New Jersey has a heart attack on the can and wakes up in the body of Likshit Dickass in his rusted iron shack just downwind of the Bhopal Poo Factory and before an hour has elapsed he is neck and neck with a reincarnated Welsh Policeman who got a butterknife to the throat and some former Congolese child soldier who was eaten alive by his friends after rations ran out as they sprint towards the railway lines, hoping beyond hope the train takes them before the locals wake up for their morning shit on the tracks
I would watch that anime.
 
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