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  • But it easy, we just make it complicated with social bullshit and attention craving. The fact that no one is exactly set to be perfect copies, doesnt mean anything. The fact that outliers exist, doesnt mean anything. You ask the owner of a dog if its a boy or a girl, they will tell you. And you wanna know how they know? They looked between its legs. It really is, that easy.

    The kind of logic being pushed today, is basically saying that you cant class human beings as a bipedal species because 200 per million people are born with no legs. Which is dumb as fuck.



  • So what youre saying is, is that because theres like 200 per million babies born without legs. That means we cant classify human beings as a bipedal species?

    I mean, if you ask the owner of dog if the dog is a boy or a girl… How does the owner know what to answer? Do they take the dog for an MRI? Do some blood tests? How would they know?

    And why would a doctor “assign” one sex, and then change their mind two weeks later? Is this a particularly stupid doctor?

    All the shit to worry about in life, and this nonsense is what people choose to focus on.








  • So she didnt have the correct documents? Failing to see how “I dont want to pay for that, cos its expensive” is anyone elses fault but her own. Arrived in 2021 as a tourist, married someone that same year, got a divorce a year later, then applied for an I360, we assume on the grounds she got up the duff.

    “When it came time to renew both parts of the combo card, Shaw paid to have the work permit renewed, but didn’t renew the travel permit “because she didn’t have any plans for travel at that time and it’s expensive,” Thorward said.”

    Followed by:

    “In June, Shaw received confirmation of her work permit renewal, but mistakenly believed it also extended her travel authorization – a “minor administrative paperwork error” – according to her lawyer.”

    So, she new she needed both. Got one. Then when she got caught, and started talking a lot of shit about “I didnt know”.

    The only thing in here thats relevant, is that shes not a dangerous criminal. The rest… Kinda comes across as your typical chancer. Go to US, marry some random dude, get up the duff, divorce dude, get greencard because of the kid, profit.

    Honestly, fuck her. She knew the rules, they knew shes didnt have the right permits, and did it anyway. And now shes finding out that uncle Sam aint fucking around anymore. Which is fucking bizarre when you consider how much coverage the unhinged ICE etc have been getting.



  • You wake alone in a room, its dark, but familiar. Its your bedroom. You grasp at your chest, breathing a sigh of relief. But then the light switches on, making you jump. Youre naked on the bed, your arms and legs tied to the four corners of your bed. And next to the light switch with a devilish grin, Mark Zuckerberg. You look at him looking at you, his grin making your asshole pucker. You only have one question on your mind right now, so you ask him already knowing the answer, “dude, how did my dick get hard and wet before I woke up???” But he doesnt answer, just pulls out a monogramed Meta quest headset and starts taking pictures, but the headset doesnt make any sounds. Its just Mark making the “click” sound with his mouth like a fucking psycho.

    With nothing to lose, you start posing. Duck face, arched back(as much as you can), shocked pikachu face, everything you can imagine. Anything, to fulfil this nutjobs desire so he leaves. And he does. He takes off the helmet, thanks you for your time, and walks out. “You forgot to untie me!” you shout, but he doesnt answer. Then a man walks in wearing a PVC gimp suit. The only holes visible, in the crotch front and back. And the mouth, oh my god, its a horror show. Just the thin dumb fuck lips of someone who is obviously just Mark Zuckerberg in a gimpsuit. “Why are you dressed like that, Mark?” you ask, feeling vulnerable. “Im not Mark.” he says, inching towards you. His tongue running around those thin horrid looking lips. “What are you doing, Mark?” you ask, watching his subtle but obvious approach. “nothing.” he says, shrugging his shoulders. Then he suddenly drops to his knees. You cant see him anymore at the side of the bed. “What the fuck are you doing, Mark?” you say. But he says nothing, instead he starts making the Jaws theme and running his PVC gloved hand at the edge of the bed like a fin. “Duuun dun duuun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun BOM BOM” he says , getting closer to your junk. “dun dun dun dun dun dun doo dedoo doo dedoo dede doo dede doo dededoo!” he jumps up from the side of the bed, spread eagled like a weird and kinky Sugar glider, his mouth wide, his eyes wider, and just as he lands… you wake up screaming. Phew, it was all a dream. All just a dream… You got to your computer to check your facebook account and see your pictures. Your naked pictures, and then feel PCV covered fingers rubbing your shoulders. “I think they turned out rather well…”… You wake up screaming again, this time in a mental hospital because, lets be honest, if this actually happened, who the fuck wouldnt lol.