I must interrupt my cousin-poasting to bring you happy or sad news about the lost living on top of us. While we suffer greatly from the entitled fees of those billowing in from the south like a swarm of chupacabras-
If you don’t like being the goat in this pic you are a horrible racist!
we true blue-blooded Americanos are also suffering from the feckless nature of the leaf.
To be nakedly honest- our northern neighbors have always reminded me of a description made about my beloved auntie: She is a woman with a very small mouth who keeps it closed tightly.
Not my aunt’s real mouth but for the love of God the images I was exposed to searching for ‘small mouth’ I had no idea that was a porno-fetish. Is there anything left in the world that hasn’t been turned into a porno-fetish? It’s similar to how our greatest allies are determined to convince us that the only reality is material. Same concept. The only value of your life is harming some warm hole. Nothing could be further from the truth or so wholey evil.
True enough. We love her to bits but she doesn’t get much attention from others because all she ever offers in conversation is- “well- I suppose so. Is that what they told you?” Followed by a charming if Canadianesque chuckle. Easy to ignore. Inoffensive even.
Auntie looks more like this with less man chin and mouth-dearth
Our lady of quiet nation has been grabbing attention as of late due to her hyper-f@ggotry vis a vis one Justine Trudeau. Truly the Cuck of the Walk. Truly his mother’s son.
Justin’s mommy teaching Big Mike a lesson or two about how to ghetto-up the position of First Lady. Nihilism is truly inspiring.
I decided I must look into their dysfunction and get to the deep tap root that their syrup springs from. I must warn you this is the very reason it is so important to do your own research! But also what my ground-breaking delve into the darkness of Canada revealed is xir’s problems go much farther back than the lame stream media reports. In yet another of their cover-ups they have denied that the foggatry of the Canadian dates back to the age of television.
Warning! Sensitive viewers may find the following footage disturbing. Viewer discretion is advised:
How are these foppish bleeding-heart misguided leaves help us wage this spiritual war? This documentary of the Maple-plague is the only actual relevant portion of this poaust, do not be Dudley-do-Cuck!
Do they deserve our protection? One of the only times my dear Auntie spoke at length she simply said-
I realize I pretty much doxxed myself by posting this mock-up of my auntie. You may have heard it- but you didn’t hear it from me- if you ever find yourself in a lampshade-shoppe in Montreal run by a woman with a crooked photo-shopped mouth and a birthmark on her forehead that resembles a spiral water-mark who has nothing to say; back away slowly, tell her that you too find her niece very charming and hit a quick bellamy salute to avoid being next-weeks special, of course if you have beautiful skin that is
“Those who want to live, let them fight, and those who do not want to fight in this world of eternal struggle do not deserve to live.”
I was just like whatever, auntie! Do you remember the recipe for a peanut butter sandwich and she said would consult her African cook-book.
She gave me this! I sent her to Quebec as there was no hope left. My own Auntie some freak communist!