YZZAJ @Jazzy_Butts@gameliberty.club

Seeing one of the antigay hate preachers doing their thing, looking around, seeing nobody do anything, just letting him make his implicit threats, finally, you have enough. Enough is enough. You're ready to die to stop evil if that's what it takes. You simply pick up a brick and put it in a bag, and you walk up and brick that motherfucker down. And then, you keep bricking that bitch until he shuts the fuck up, and then, you take your brick out and you brick him precisely in the fucking teeth, watching that calcium shatter everywhere. You spit on his mangled bloody face, and then, you piss on it. Nobody stops you, because they're all cowards anyway. You scream at the crowd, "THIS IS WHAT YOU DO, THIS IS HOW YOU HANDLE BITCHES, YOU FAGGOTS, YOU TOO STUPID TO HEAR HIM THREATEN EVERY ONE OF YOU?? IMPLICIT THREATS MOTHERFUCKER! LOOK THEM UP!!!". The worthless bag of shit hate preacher dies shortly later, but the attacker is already on Space Station 9, because you see, he was no ordinary psychopath. He was really a man out of time, a man from our distant future, a future where losers and dickbags and pieces of shit smear the faces of the truly good and meek with feces and then kill them. His name was Grumbolt the Hatred Killer, and he killed hatred. His only power is the teleporters on the space station, any other future technology would disrupt the timeline too much. Grumbolt would teleport in, to moments where be knew specific hate preachers would be, and he would kill them. At first, the cowardly media tried to paint Grumbolt as a villain, because the media in Grumbolts past (our present essentially) is secretly run by ultra wealthy religious pigs, who are sworn to injustice and mutilation of the innocent. Grumbolt slays them all. In the end they all cry, when Grumbolt brutalizes them. By the end, the filth is completely eradicated, and Grumbolt returns to his future. He finds a paradise, he goes to The National Museam, and there, on the wall, is a picture of him shattering that worthless monsters entire face, and he let out a sigh of relief. At that moment a crowd of people surrounded him, they were in awe, "It's Grumbolt! It's him!" they said, "He's finally returned!!". The people said to him, "Thankyou Grumbolt, thankyou for teaching our ancestors to be STRONG instead of WEAK, thankyou for giving us the confidence to KILL HATRED!", just then, a little boy came up and tughed on Grumbolts sleeve, Grumbolt kneeled down and gently listened to the boy, who said, "Thankyou Grumbolt, for killing my evil ancestors, they were wicked and the most purely wretched monsters in all of existence, but you taught us Grumbolt, you taught us how to deal with evil, now evil doesn't prosper, we won't let it!" and the crowd cheered, and Grumbolt for the first time in his life, smiled, and knew peace. The warrior gays had risen, the warrior straights as well, and they got rid of every hate preacher together, with their little hate gangs, which were no match for the great armies of good and normal people who had been forged into the mightiest of weapons by the bravery of one man from the future. Now, evil had nowhere to stand, it had no purchase. The society kept a few evil ones alive indefinitely, to bring out and torture on holidays. Everyone loved that, the holidays were once again a time of joy.

And I hate it because this is literally how my exs were they would call me disgusting faggot and shit without asking and it made me feel awful.

I don't feel comfortable with a boyfriend who doesn't feel comfortable with me calling him a disgusting faggot but lovingly. I have such urges to call people I find attractive disgusting pigs. I think it's because I have to devalue them to feel safe or something, I didn't used to be like this but then partners betrayed my trust.

Watch me end up marrying a prostitute after all the shit I say about women with high body counts (I pray to god not though)

Just made and ate the most delicious limburger and parmesan grilled cheese with sliced apple, and holy shit is this good. I'm glad I didn't give up on the limburger, took me years of trying it over and over again before I learned to like it, but finally, here I am, with my stanky grilled cheese, happy af.

I worry that I will never post that one banger, that one perfect banger post that makes a perfect *swish* when it goes through, the perfect post, the most perfect political bantz serious casual religious comedic self reflective self referential all understanding all encompassing post.....the perfect post...if I could ever make a post like that, it would be the same as reaching enlightenment. /s

GOOGLE STOP CONTROLLING ME GOOGLE JUST BE NICE TO ME GOOGLE BE MY FRIEND

Stewie is my guilty pleasure
Stewie and Brian are the best pair
As a couple
A sexual couple

Instead of being mad at the super hot twink who only is attracted to abusive pieces of shit, make yourself one of those abusive pieces of shit and abuse him for not appreciating you (consensually) Rape his ass and slap him until he begs you to stop. (consensually). And then when he cuddles up on you for after care say "get the fuck off me, faggot" because you hate him for not appreciating you when you were nice, and you're disgusted by him for that. But you have won now, so you leave, and he misses you, he craves your abuse, but you're not interested, and he always has a hole in his heart that your abuse could fill, and so you've won, by being the monster he wanted, and then leaving him, you have shattered his disgusting little broken soul and made him into what he deserves to be, completely broken.

Goblin uprising in the world of chads
https://youtu.be/yZEKlp-H6FE