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You stupid cunt- you will have nightmares coming back here!
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She as been exposed yet again for lying here!
First I sent her scummy daughter a picture, then its is a she that did it- And with a number that does not even work, and is listed as spam online! Average pacemaker scar is like 2 inches... not the butcher cut pic she tried to say was her!
Is she really this stupid? Playing the victim!
Same has her fake ass pacemaker surgery scar pic... with a HUGE scar that is not even possible with today's surgerical procedures.
When a prominent member found the same picture on the internet, she walks it back saying this is what it would look like. Fucking stupid bitch.
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The Story of the Dolls- Part 1 – 4 October 2024
It was 2024 and times were tough. Laid off at work because of too much drinking, the bills started to pile up. There was just enough savings left to buy some sex dolls. He reckoned they could be rented out or used for internet cam shows. Plenty of desperate cunts out there. Especially in the shit sty city they lived in. Even Indians lived better than they did. The drinking was getting out of control along with the smoking. He begged friends to help pay for rent. They helped him out, and then he asked for more. Sad cunt can’t support this family! The lowest of a lowlife. Even his attempt to earn money on Fansly failed. The lowest ratings of any profile on that site! Feedback from members there cited cunt looks a retarded Hank Hill with a dumb and dumber haircut! Get to fuck! Like get a real job! We have seen the inside of that shack you call a home! Furnished with the “Married with Children” furniture collection! Or maybe like a living room on “Cops.” Not sure why this bitch does work to help them out. It is not like she is at home spreading her legs for his limp noodle!
He started posing and dressing up his dolls. He needed to do this to get hard to fuck his nasty wife. Cunts polled on site, said by a wide margin, they would rather shag Saggy Granny than this crooked tooth pig. The drinking had wilted his little knob so badly he started his day screaming at it in the mirror trying to get hard. His wife could hear him screaming even with the Kevin Bloody Murphy blaring. He did all his best work in the shed in their small backyard. Wifey walked up to the door and heard him screaming and moaning, jerking his little weasel has hard as he could. Nothing happened. Sounded like a baby seal getting clubbed in there! Frustrated, he went back inside their flat and poured another bottle of booze into a pitcher. Normal people drink from a glass. Not this classless rat.
With bill collectors sticking to him like flies on shit, he had to come up with a new scheme. Struggling with an original idea, he watched the days go by. They turned into months. He turned to the cock site for help. Asking for donations, money, anything to feed his family. What kind of man can’t earn money? Fucking pathetic if you ask me! Then one of the members, suggested he rent the dolls out to local universities. The uni kids were always partying and what better addition to a party than some fuck dolls? He started counting his money before he got it. First mistake!
He made up some fliers and started to pass them out on campus. Many were disgusted by this old rat passing out fuck fliers for his dolls. They called campus police service and they responded at the rush. When they found this donkey passing out fliers, police service gave this cunt a tune up. Smashing his scrawny body with their batons. One of the officers gave him a kick to his face just to remind him to stay off campus. He crawled back to his piece of shit car and went home to sulk. A total failure and raging alcoholic. He took out his frustrations on his family. We are seeking the police report as of today. Not to worry, we have some rotten cunts in Australia that will sort this out.
The cunt still refused to give up his big money scheme for his precious dolls. At home in the middle of the day (where else would he be) a commercial came on for an Indian language school. Bingo and cha-ching! It was Friday afternoon and he had to get his dolls ready for action. He combed their hair, washed out their cunts, mouths, and assholes. He put on their fanciest clothing and even put some perfume on them. Okay, it was just cleaning spray but it had a nice lemon scent. It was all he could afford. His family was lucky to get frozen dinners or if it was a splurge, some takeaway from Dan Murphy’s petrol station.
He arrived at the Punjab Language School. It was teeming with filthy Indians. At first, he was disgusted thinking of an Indian gang bang on his precious dolls. Fuck it, he needed some cash and bad. They were a cunt hair from losing their cheap flat they called home. The landlord was entertained watching him struggle to pay his rent each month. The landlord’s favorite game was pinning the eviction notice on doors so their neighbors could see failure in action. Armed with fresh fliers, he lurked in the car park. Waiting for customers, he was thinking he looked like a pimp wearing his DILLIGAF t-shirt playing a Denis Leary song called “Asshole” on his car stereo. A group of Punjab warriors were approaching. Like a common tout, he hawked his dolls for cheap. He made his sales pitch and the Indians being lower than a cockroach, jumped at the chance. They loved white pussy and would not need to shower. The Indians gave up 100 quid for a night with these bitches. All parties involved agreed to meet at Dan Murphy’s car park the day at noon to return the dolls.
5 October- Dan Murphy Petrol Station
He arrived nervous. What if they did not show up? His precious dolls would be lost forever. He felt a nervous shit brewing. Like shit brick in “American Pie”, he could never drop a dump in public. He was sweating like an outback trucker with a lot of road in front of him. If this went south, his only option was to shit his autographed Kevin Bloody Wilson panties. A real cock site gangster he was not, nervous as a Mormon virgin on her wedding night about to have her cunt wrecked. Then again, there was nothing magical about his stained panties. He sat there waiting like a cunt. Around 1346, the sport ute filled with Indians arrived. A huge sigh of relief went through his scrawny body. His big beer belly, suddenly stopped gurgling like a clogged toilet.
The HIIC (head Indian in charge) got out and began to curse at him. They said th]ese reeked of old cunt. Like spoiled Vegemite, cheap cigarettes, Praisey, and failure. You know something reeks when even the flies or Indians complain about it! The two other Indians sitting in the back got out and collected the dolls from the back cargo area. Our good mate was nearly in tears when he saw how his dolls looked. Their clothing ripped, patches of hair missing from their heads and cunts. One of his dolls was even missing a leg! He was in tears and the Indians just laughed and told him to clean up their leavings! These dolls were even worse off than the state of Vesse’s garden! Real toilet times indeed!
As the Indians laughed and sped away, one of them threw a naan soaked in Asafoetida (A smelly, sticky, yellowish-white resin that comes from the roots and lower stem of a rare wild carrot relative). Indians have used asafetida for centuries to season their food, and to help with digestion. Europeans in India called it "Devil's Dung” and a ripe durian fruit. It hit our good mate in the chest and splattered his face with filth. Completely dejected, he took his 100 quid back to his car. He carefully loaded his dolls into this backseat, strapping them so they would not be hurt anymore. He cried and held their hands apologizing for letting them be used as practice girls. He looked at one of their cunts, he saw it was split sideways and oozing Indian loads. He was disgusted and sad… Sad his own dick could never do this kind of damage. As he drove home in silence, he rang ahead and asked wifey to prepare the “ceremony. “
His raggedly 1998 AU Falcon barely made it home. Wifey was waiting in her church clothes- they were in fact, holey! Looked like moths had a feast on the cheap fabric! Then again, could be cigarette burns from her falling asleep on the sofa. Like any church would let these barnyard pigs inside. He went inside to get his best suit. Normally reserved for his many court proceedings, he pressed it with the iron. He removed the coffins from storage and put the dolls inside. Tears could not be stopped. Wifey was jealous as his tears were being wasted. She would normally make him cry into her cunt so should could feel wet again. Now, she was just a frigid old cunt rat. As in the words of a prominent female member, looks ridden hard and put away wet. A symbol of what alcohol can do to the human body. Honestly, in my opinion, she looks like a bucket of smashed crabs. That old pig Lix looks like a model compared this hog! A true Abo princess! Likes to cool off in a garbage bin filled with rainwater.
They moved the coffins to the backyard and started the ceremony. He had been reading up on Voodoo. He would also ask for the missing leg from the Indians to make her whole again. He knew their souls could be transferred. Burning the dolls was the only way to cleanse them after the Indian gang bang. In the middle of the ceremony, his mum called. He fucked up and transferred her soul into the dolls. A real bride of Chuckles. Or maybe payback for his horrible childhood. He poured several liters petrol into the coffees and wifey lit the Zippo.
Boom! The coffins lit up like Deepwater Horizon! The flames grew and grew engulfing the coffins and dolls. As he watched them burn, it reminded him of Raiders of the Lost Ark where the Nazi’s face melted. That made him even more sad as he is a confirmed Nazi and Jew hater. There will be no fourth Reich you simple piece of trash. The dolls were so filled with Indian leavings they were turning to liquid shit. Flames were nearly 3 meters high and the neighbors rang for fire service to respond. Upon arrival, the firemen were appalled at what they saw. Dousing the flames, the fire was quickly put out. What a fucking mess to clean up now! Coffins, half melted dolls, and a ton of water.
He sat there in silence as the police put handcuffs on him for arson.
What a fucking loser! Feed your family! Stop wasting money on a cock site! Uber driving cock boy!
Eat shit cunt! mongo Drink more poor man's vodka!
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you should have protected those dolls! What did they do to deserve this!?
Must be another funny story to fuck with cunts here that will believe anything.
This is a piece of shit- Looks like a chicken coup!
#610414 what a dump!
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Looking at the profile of Mamabear actually got Mongo feeling a bit horny, as the wife hadn’t wanted him to touch her in months. Her minge got drier than a farm field in Somalia anytime the thought of his bloated, flabby, pasty body crossed her mind. He liked to tell her that his receding hair line was a solar panel to fuel his sex tank. The only tank he possessed was the belly full of Fosters light ice. Fosters was actually pretty fancy considering he normally would try for VB when he had a few bucks. Speaking of Foster light ice, he yelled at the Wife to bring him another cold one, or risk another punch to her face, which looking like a medical book published in the outback of STD’s, she couldn’t afford any more missing teeth. Not even a road train has been ridden that hard. One longtime member described her as a washed up old syphilis tramp. When Skittles and EvilFairy heard this on a three way call they started howling with laughter. Mongo sent Mamabear an instant message asking her to sex-chat which she instantly declined. Even though she looked like a retarded Ewok, with a bologna looking cunt(not the opinion of the blog author), even she wasn’t desperate enough to get off with Saggy Granny’s walking bucket of leave ins. She was retarded, but not as retarded as Mongo. Mamabear hadn’t even bothered to look at his page. She could tell he was retarded by the way he spelled. He was worse than Deno, and Deno wrote like he shat up a bowl of Alphabet soup and decided to write his name in it. And that’s pretty fucking retarded.
Mongo feeling slighted screenshotted Mamabears pics, and decided to whinge one off about her in his forum thread. That would show her! Next, he tried once again to get his mama the Saggy Granny CAT to notice him. His attempts were all in vein. Saggy Granny #610414 had long ago forgotten him like the shit stained underwear she left at a porta potty in the Indie 500 back in 1966 after her scummy uncle and his friends had ran a train through her. This was the same woman that had tried to kill him with a coat hanger when she was pregnant after all. As an infant he had had been the inspiration for the character Belial in the movie basket case after Saggy had left him in a bucket in a Arby’s bathroom.
Mongo roared at the Wife to bring him more beer. He was going to get plonked if it was the last thing he would do! She walked gingerly over to his cunt site chair, and handed him another fosters. The look on her face reminded him of a bucket of smashed crabs, and that with the threat of physical violence, the Winnie blue dangling from her chapped canker sore lips, got him hard. He grabbed her roughly and forced her to give him a blowie. Having just hot railed some meth with a glass barbeque, the wife’s face was feeling pretty numb. The blowie she gave him was like putting his dick in a bag of soggy wonder bread. It was a good thing her face was numb, because he gave her a 3-piece feed. After he was done, he took a page from his buddy Tecsan aka Monturds and pissed on her like he was peeing out of a window. Mongo the drongo liked to pretend he was all for women but then he would get shit faced and go on a drunken video tirades calling his friends like Bella cunts and whores and complain about boys taking advantage of his daughters. Then forget everything he said later and contradict himself over and over.
Knowing he wasn’t going to get laid, he buttoned up the flannete over his torn second-hand chesty bonds, and pulled up his footy shorts. He hunted down a few lotto tickets and decided to take his kids old dirt bike for a few burnouts in the Dan Murphys parking lot. He would cash out the lottos for a few bucks to help pay his honing fines.
On the way to the Dan Murphy’s, Mongo came across a bushrat that had been hit by turbocharged falcon. Feeling sorry for the little fella, and thinking it kind of resembled him a bit with its fucked up face and smelly body, he decided to take it home to nurse it back to life. Mongo had no pockets on his footy shorts and his hands were full, so he put the little fella in the inside of his shorts, and kept on riding to Dan Murphys.
On the way over, the little bushrat came back to, and burrowed its way up Mongos asshole. Not needing a paper towel tube like Richard Gere, it made it way up inside. Mongo feeling the familiar tingle, started to weep. “Daddy?”, he cried out in confusion. It had been a while since Daddy had died, and Mongo missed him deeply. No one had ever made his butthole tingle like Daddy did. Daddy had been the greatest man he had ever known. Back in 1966 when Mongo had been left in the Arby’s bathroom the employees there had been horrified by the hideously deformed and retarded infant. The manager picked up the oversized wad of chewed up bubblegum, and had flushed it down the toilet. Sewer systems back in the 60’s had all interconnected to one huge sewage dump that led to the QLD Gold Coast .
Daddy had been walking through the sewage looking for a meal, and had come across what he had initially thought was a giant lump of pork jelly. He had been about to take a huge bite, when the lump had started crying like a clubbed seal. Daddy had turned the deformed Mongo around and his little screwed up face had warmed his heart. He decided to take it home to his shack, and raise it. He gave him to moniker Mongo the drongo, or Mongo for short.
Daddy had never known the love of a woman, or a man, as he had been in and out of the 115 prisons in Australia over his pathetic life. A thief and a sexual degenerate, his favorite past time was fucking wombats and other marsupials. He always prayed that when he was doing a stint, that he wouldn’t get sent to one of the joints overflowing with Aboriginals and Torres Straight Islander people. The closet he had ever come to fucking a woman had been when a walrus named Allison had come into prison infirmatory and had seen the crusty scabs on his dick. She had shown him how to make a fefe out of old bubblegum, and vegemite.
Once Mongo had been old enough to crawl around like a snail leaving slime everywhere, Daddy had gotten plonked and horny. Not caring that Mongo was his retarded adopted son, he picked up the fleshy blob, and stuck his dick in his chocolate starfish. Due to his deformities Mongo was easy to stash away whenever Daddy had been incarcerated. There had been no need for a fefe, and Mongo was perfect. Feeling generous, Daddy had freely shared the blobby Mongo around with the other inmates.
Mongo was partial to the Pakis and Indians. That’s why he picked on Zainn122 so much, it was his way of flirting and foreplay as he didn’t know any better.
Anyway Mongo stopped peddling and burst into tears in front of the Dan Murphys, crying for his daddy. Something possessed him and he got back on the bike, riding it with all his retarded strength and fury over to the dirt lot his daddy had been buried in. Daddy had never been honored with a tombstone, something Mongo was deeply ashamed over as he had spent the money on his wifes meth habit and a 6pack of cheap aussie piss beer. He had not known which hole was daddys, and just started digging up the place using his retard strength to rip up trees and other brush. Consumed with thought sof digging up dead old daddy for a shag. It had been many years, and daddy by now had been maggot food. There was unlikely anything left, but Mongo was a retard and was unable to grasp the notion of decomposition. He just needed to feel Daddys slimy rotting cock up his asshole.
Stayed tuned for part two.
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Thought not you weak cunt, till next time fuckwit
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Oh, I still own your top line & gosh, looks like all the nasty big ticket nasty items you added to my top line I tidied up, tecsan I abide to the "Clean Page Act", unlike yourself, tidy up that discussing mess dickhead
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One unlucky sap got a wet napkin that reeked of cunt. Apparently Saggy had used it to clean up her dirty summer snatch. Hot and humid days were not good for her old party slit. Saggy was not known for turning down a meal, especially one that was paid for by someone else. The areas she delivered in mostly tended to be real shitholes that were within a 5-mile distance of Arby’s. Gourmet food this was not. And we all know that those sloppy sauced beef’s n cheddars were like kryptonite to the saggy old granny. Just thinking about Arby’s made her all hot and bothered. She never told Charlie that a sandwich made her wetter than he ever could!
The last straw for the food delivery services had been after an especially bad complaint. Saggy did manage to make most of her deliveries sans most items or half eaten food, but this time she delivered a completely empty bag to her customer. She would always use the excuse that the package had been damaged before pick up or due to theft, etc. Well, she couldn’t use that this time. The customers ring bell camera had caught the fat skank with Arby’s sauce all over her shirt as she waddled to the front door, and all around her cock-washer. Her grubby sausage fingers had left cheese sauce all over the ring bell button, and let’s face it she was not known for being a paragon of good health. Rhanda-Lynn had refused to be the one to get out and deliver to their doors.
So Saggy had no choice but to struggle to move her palsy ridden, walrus like body to their doors. A French bakery had less rolls than the Saggy Granny! Saggy tried to dispute that she was a lousy delivery person, but hell the support people pulled up the pics Mongo had submitted with the blonde clip in pony-tail along with the pics Saggy was required to snap before she could drive, and they instantly started howling. From the bulldog looking slack jowls, vacant retard look, and fat pudgy under eye area, they could tell she had been eating the food. This coupled with her blank drool stare made everyone think she had Down’s syndrome. One of the support people known as Sandeep said her pics reeked of grease, old abortions, ass, high-cholesterol, and failure. The cornerstone of Saggy’s life as we all know it!
The customer had initially offered $8 in tips for the order plus the delivery companies fee for the order and feeling generous they had added another $5. It had been too late to revoke the original tip as Saggy had delivered an empty bag which counted as a completion. They had tried to revoke the additional $5, but the shitty app had made an error and instead of a reversal, they had mistakenly given Saggy $5000.00 USD. A true grifters dream come true! She loved getting free money. This was even better than her dog Biden and Obama combined! Or like the TARP of 2007 that helped the owner of the trailer park from torching the place for insurance money.
Quick to notice the error as Rhanda-Lynn had been the one on the app accepting orders, navigating Two Warm-Kidneys around, and cashing out her earnings, she yelled at Saggy to pull over. Saggy yelled in triumph sounding like a retard in a deaf-orgy, and tears of joy rolled down her face making streaks of dollar-tree mascara cake her pudding filled like face. She had Rhanda-Lynn cash out the $5000 immediately and transferred it to her Cash-App card. Thinking like the criminal she was known to be, she also had her delete her Uber-Eats and DoorDash profile before the mistake would be caught. She knew that her days as a driver were over, but she couldn’t give a giant rats ass less. She was finally rich. Or, at least rich defined by her feeble mind.
As they drove back to the trailer park, visions of cock-site premium memberships danced in her head. She could buy points, memberships for others, and send gifts to that rotten cunt Sir-Skittles, Pitbull, and others! Now she could finally buy herself impunity on the site, and troll the forums as much as her old dried-up heart desired. Not waiting until she was safely pulled over, she nearly caused an accident as she logged into the cock-site and immediately bought a 12-month premium membership. Rhanda-Lynn had to reach over the Saggys rotund, Lizzo like tummy, and grab the steering wheel to keep them in their lane. After Saggy had bought the membership, she changed her profile name to one of her former member numbers. That will confuse those cock-site trolls she thought!
Next, she was sure to leave insulting, racist and homophobic comments towards her enemies, and posted some copy-pasta quotes from MSNBC about Kamala Harris to make herself look intelligent. Then she blacklisted the trolls, PitBull, Skittles, ChainsawGutsFuck, and Bella. The Saggy Granny couldn’t contain her excitement over how much money she now had, and let out what she thought was a fart. She had never had that much money at once in her entire life. That was almost double what Chuckles had made in a single year working at Sears. No more trading the $29.00 dollars she got in food stamps for cash just so she could buy the lower cock-site membership every month, and no more having to cancel after her purchase as she didn’t have an actual bank card for autopay. She hated knowing Sir-Skittles and ChainsawGutsFuck had platinum AmEx cards and good credit. Saggy’s credit score might as well be in double digits at this point!
She was finally in the big league with folks like Bella, who made her rage with jealousy. Just let Skittles or some other cunty come to trash her page now! She even fantasized about Admin mentioning her in a positive manner. Or even better, making a special double-diamond membership just for her. We will absolutely tell Admin about her windfall of riches so he can bleed the cunt dry. As she wandered off into Lala land with her retard drool face look, and sitting in her own shit Rhanda-Lynn let out a sigh as she navigated the car to a Piggly-Wiggly for a late-night snack and got Saggy coherent enough to park the car. She knew Saggy was dreaming of ways to spend the money and would do nothing to save anything or use it to pay her bills. It would be gone in a matter of hours. Saggy was an expert in math and finance! She did learn wordperfect and exel (from her linked in resume) at the Robert Morgan Educational Center. That combined with the year she spent learning office management and accounting practices at Miami Dade college back when Ford was in office practically combined to be like a masters degree.
What will happen next? Will Saggy go to jail… again?
Will she spend all the money or be forced to give it back?
Is she still planning a trip to Canada to see little Kebmo, shoe size 6? Oh fuck off, like Canada will let her or Charlie cross the border. Not with their bad finances and Charlie’s criminal past! She did promise to help Kebby get his beloved AnnnasLekker here to the US with her travel concierge skills, so hopefully those refugee boats floating in the Atlantic have room on them.
Maybe she could pay Kebmo to come to Florida? She would let him wear her panties! Then again, that skinny AIDS ridden cunt would not be able to fill them out!
Stay tuned!
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First of all I just wanted to introduce myself, Me Mongo
I am the soul survivor of a botched abortion my Mommy, Saggy Granny #610414 she preformed on me & my twin brother with a rusty old coat hanger, I was left severely disfigured having one of my eyeballs poked out, one side of my face no longer works from trauma & one of my testicles was ripped out, even though my penis received some scaring from the procedure, its ok, but instead of pointing up on a erection it points down 🤷♂️
My twin bro, he was never officially named, but I gave him a name, Bro, I love you Bro 🥹, didn't make it, while Mommy was fidgeting around trying to get me out, the coat hanger pierced his widdle heart & he died 😭.
Mommy got me out & threw me into a plastic bucket, I tried & tried with all my widdle might to climb the big plastic wall, I could not escape. Bro, even in his death saved me, in all the confusion when he came out, Charlie got up of the couch to kick him out the door of our trailer park home & bumped my abortion bucket over, so I took the chance & slithered under the couch & hid, feeding on old cigarette buts & Arby sandwich leftovers that my Step daddy Charlie had used to masturbate in & once done would chuck under the couch.
I grew strong & eventually was able to leave my confides of living under the couch & got a job working for the local parks department, scaping off roadkill of the roads in our local county, putting them into plastic garbage bags & have now improved myself again & have become a Uber Eats food delivery driver in my local area
Love always
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Kebmo angrily clicked away at his keyboard as he read what those stupid Republicans had said to Ananas2XLekker in the forum. Old Kebby had always been an angry old weak cunt. He fired off a scathing reply, knowing he would belittle his opponents with what he felt was his superior intellect. How dare they? He had been using google far longer than any of them. Wikipedia was saved to his bookmarks, and he was able to look up anything he wanted at any time to prove them wrong and back up his opinions. Ananas2Lekker was his closet friend on the site, and on the internet. He admired how Ananas had taken an interest in the United States, and foreign politics. Anal Licker, aka Ananas had told Ped0mo all about how he had enrolled in an online course on US History just so he could debate with Stupid Americans. How dare they have opinions or views that differ from theirs? After all, Canada is an embarrassment to the Commonwealth with their cheating in football. And the Netherlands- the conservatives just smashed the libTards this spring.
Kebby was about to log off for the night when he saw a notification that he had a new private message. He opened it to see if was from his sweet little tasty Dutch pineapple. There was a picture of Ananas on a bed with his asshole gapping open, and an actual pineapple next to him covered in feces. Ped0mo instantly grew hard in his high waisted grandpa jeans. High fashion he was not! He quickly undid the Velcro opening and pulled out his scab encrusted penis. It was still healing from wearing a thong he had purchased from TEMU after he saw a member of the cock site wearing a puke green colored pair with a little cat on the front. His poor penis, despite looking like it got dragged across sandpaper, was hard at a full half inch. He knew it would grow to full capacity at a whopping 3 inches once he was able to zoom in close on Anal Lickers gapped open Dutch oven. Seeing it up close on his monitor really got him going, and he looked around for the full 2-liter bottle of Canada Dry he purchased earlier to insert in his own asshole. Kebby paused a sec, he didn’t really like anal but he needed that feeling of being full in his back pussy, so once the bottle was all the way in his ass, he started humming along to Avril Lavigne’s Skaterboi. He had been unable to find his beloved ABBA record lately and his record player was broken.
After a few strokes, he knew he was about to bust so he grabbed an empty jar of smoked mackerel and shot his man gravy into it. The scene resembled a cyst getting popped. Despite his best efforts to save the cum to eat over video chat with Annasa later, it got everywhere. He pulled out his phone and snapped a pic to post for later. He cleaned up and walked to the bathroom for more pics. He did a few poses by his Calgary Flames shower curtain and admired his frail and elderly Mr. Burns from the Simpsons like physique in the mirror. Another old rat on the site hanging on to glory from decades ago!
Kebmo was just mad jealous of the United States. The US just made Canada look like a cuck on the world stage. Even though they constantly criticized the US, that did not stop them from having their hand out. Also, eager to accept US aid. America was also ungrateful for all Canada did after 9/11. They had sent a jeep and 8 “Soldiers” to fight in Afghanistan! Yes, we should be very grateful for all the assistance in smashing global terror. One can hardly imagine what will happen now that Biden has got the US in a shooting war in the middle east… again! Those pesky Houthis and dirty Hamas cunts. They all need a bullet in their unwashed heads. Filthy fucking savages. The only thing they understand is a boot to their scummy balls. But what had happened to lil Kembo, shoe size 6 to have all this rage?
We did some research and we understand his rage and jealously. It all started by in 1979 when little Kebby dropped out of high school. He wanted to make big money working in the oil fields or timber industry. About the only two things Canada has and the libs are wrecking both industries these days. Kebmo was wondering about looking for work when he ran into some oil workers from Texas. These were some real men. All over 6’ 3” and had had muscles. The exact opposite of the site wimp Kebmo. They were a in a small-town bar outside of Calgary (fucks sake, I actually had to look this shit city up on a map) Flyover country for sure! Kebmo had been drinking Molson all day, the shit beer they make up there. The Texans all had brand new trucks, expensive cowboy boots, and had their shit together. They were also spending a ton of money at the bar. Kebmo with his legendary inferiority complex, was filled with rage.
He went to take a piss and to try to cool off. He stood in front of the urinal with his 3 inches of flaming fury out, when one of the Texans came in. His inferior little pecker shriveled up and he stopped peeing. He cursed his little soldier and tried to zip up. The Texan reported he was literally cursing his cock and nearly zipped his junk up. The Texan looked over and said, wow! It is like a cock but smaller! And then saw Kebmo’s girl panties. This immediately enraged the Texan who turned towards lil-Kebby and finished his piss on Kebmo’s legs. Howling with laughter and exposing his massive cock, Kebmo shook in fear. He ran from the bathroom with the Texan in hot pursuit!
Lil-Kebby was trying to run to settle his bill at the bar and was dripping piss all over the floor. His cheap jeans were soaked from the large amount of piss the Texan had shot all over him. The Texan stopped his pursuit and yelled out to his friends- this little cunt is wearing panties and he has a small cock! The rest of the Texans got up and grabbed Lil-Kebby and started to choke him out. He took several punches to his frail frame before the bartender kicked them all out. Hardly finished with their beating, they took Lil-Kebby to their truck and threw the cunt into the pickup bed. He landed in their like a sack of potatoes as he passed out from the savage beating he took. It was the last thing he remembered.
He woke up hours later with his ass bleeding and sore. One of the Texans, a big black dude by the name of Deshawn has taken a liking to Kebby, and had roughly fucked Kebmos man pussy. This is why to this day he doesn’t like anal.
The Texans were nowhere to be found but he could still hear them howling with laughter in his feeble mind. It took a few minutes to fully realize what had happened to him. He was also in a strange place. Then his worst fears came true: They had broken the front window at Hudson Bay and turned him into a mannequin! He was in one of the women’s display windows wearing his little panties and was tied down like a dog. One of the female mannequin’s was positioned to be pointing at his small knob with a sign that said: hey, ladies, check me out! I am just like you! Completely humiliated by the Americans. He struggled to free himself before the store opened and all the shoppers started to arrive. But it was too late. Security found him and started howling with laughter. They took several pictures and let the public see his rat cock before cutting him down. He was handed over to law enforcement for booking.
3. Homophobic behaviour
Nasty commenting
His reason for banning me! A weak rat!
New profile that seems to have popped up from no where, but the way old mate Gay Cunt Dave is interreacting within the forum threads, obviously this is not his first rodeo here in SIO (formally known as SYC, SYC).
So who the fuck is this gay cunt Uncle PITBULL 🤷♂️
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Looks like old mate Gaydave has blacklisted Me Mongo, this is just the beginning cunt, delete before its to late you Saggy ass licker
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So who the fuck are you, obviously you have been here before or this is a secondary account your using.
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Is that you old mate Charlie peg legs, I have my suspicions on who else you might be, I have been here since the site almost started, I know a 🐀 when I smell one
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You only have one person here that has friended you & that would be that sack of shit Saggy
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A freeloader free account to boot, so I guess no ID no credit card as well your a fucking dickhead, delete before its to late Saggy
gaydave or better yet, her scummy felon husband's rotten back cunt!
You were blacklisted by Gaydave
gaydave a true site lump! Go drink from the toilet, hillbilly rat!
Judge Pro-Temp Tomasina will be presiding this hearing
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#578610
Constantly on the run.... like a criminal!
Twenty days earlier:
Back at the trailer Charles aka Diabeto, aka Woody58 had woken up after being tossed in the corner like the bag of garbage he was. Chained up and given a bowl of water a dog had a better life. The toss must have triggered his sphincter and he had once again shit himself. Back in prison he had earned the nickname Squirt, but unlike the drink nothing about his fluid was citrus flavored or refreshing. He was still in a foul mood, and he was going to let the shit for brains blonde Candy, aka CAT, aka member #578610 have it good this time. He figured a few blows to her head with the old frying pan would knock some sense into her. He figured wrong, Candy or the Saggy Granny would be lucky to be placed in the same intellectual category as a sea cucumber or bag of shaved cunt hairs. Hell, she even resembled one most days with her deformed squishy body. From her flabby gelatinous body with her palsy ridden appendages hanging uselessly at her sides, her squishy pug like down syndrome face, and tits that sagged past her belly. Back in prison his homies Leroy and Elray would have given her the name Bootydo, because her stomach sticks out more than her booty do. A true site lump and convicted sex crimes enabler.
Old Chuckles bellowed out for old lady Woodward to come clean him up and to feed him, but silence greeted him. He waited for a few minutes and then started to use his natural retard strength and started to grab anything in arms distance and had a conniption fit. He screamed profanities at the top of his lungs, and cursed the day he met her back at the day camp for retards when she was only 16. Although he no longer found women, or men over the age of 12 attractive and hadn’t been able to get an erection without the thought of being violently ass fucked by black men with huge penises, thinking about how he had groomed the bitch at an early age got him going. Well to his knowledge anyway, his daddy and her uncle had popped that cherry way before he ever could. He recalled Saggy telling him all about it and what she said after it happened: Get off me uncle, you are crushing my cigarettes! It was a strange feeling to have a boner again, and Woody58 decided to use his alone time to pleasure himself. So, he used his arms to drag his chicken nugget like body to the family photo album and decided to fap off to a pic of his palsy ridden granddaughter. This may be shocking or disgusting to anyone reading this, but this is the reality of a convicted sex offender. Someone should have hanged the cunt by his tiny balls years ago. Neighbors would later report the sounds coming from the tin can with a roof, as being akin to a baby seal getting clubbed. They hadn’t heard noises like that since Mongo had lived outside chained to the doghouse. A known scummy family!
Back at Mongos place, 20 days earlier.
Mongo was outraged that Mama Saggy Tits had been booted off her beloved site. She had tweaked what really happened, making him believe her site trolls were responsible. It was because she was willingly married to convicted child molester and gave too many details about her pathetic life. Instead, she ran like a weak pathetic coward, just like her Daddy Ted. She would soon regret ever coming to this the site. It would be a day she would never forget! And the best part she did this to herself thinking should could operate with impunity here. What would her scummy cruise director job think of her pictures and posts? And her nefarious dark past?
Mongo grew up not knowing what Diabeto being a ped0phile meant. He was still relatively young when Chuckles was released from prison. He just knew Mama Saggy had a harder time earning any money for washing winkies in her kitchen sinky at the truck stop. Mongo had a limited intellect but knew he had to stay away from Diabeto, not only because he was mean and hit Mongo, or called him bad names, but because Diabeto liked to touch Mongos goo-goo. Mongo learned to just stay outside like a dog. Mongo wanted to help Mama Sags out, but even will his damaged brain, he knew better than to just hand over his phone and keys. The first step was to get the Sags-itatrius a better phone. Possibly a Trac-Phone so he could call his battered mammy. Or better yet, so she could call 911 on scummy Charlie! Then again, she had never done this before. She would rather take a savage beating and have all kinds of kitchen gadgets shoved up her rat cunt than see Charlie back in jail. At his advanced age, he would either be killed in the yard or would just die of old age behind bars. Because of their low social and economic station, they had no money for a proper funeral. That meant the county would be responsible for the burial, which mean Charlie would be cremated and then once a month, a boat would go off shore and dump the remains at sea. Why waste the diesel on a boat trip when the cunt could just be flushed down the shit stained toilet!
Mongo, Rhanda-Lynn, and the old bag of sag, got in his truck and decided to head over to Dollar General for a new Trac Fone! Saggy was upset she wouldn’t be getting a new iPhone, or a Samsung Galaxy, and pouted, making her squishy downs face look like she was having a stroke. Mongo hated it when Mama made that face. Even he didn’t look that retarded. Having a fit, she knocked over the display case, and demanded she at least get a Motorola plopping onto the floor like a little kid. Horrified as people stared at the fat old hag on the floor throwing a tantrum like a petulant toddler and laughing, Mongo was embarrassed and grabbed a cheap model Samsung. Feeling appeased, Saggy demanded to be pulled up. This was no easy feat for Rhanda-Lynn and Mongo as Saggy was something of a Spartan. Not because she was athletic or a warrior, but because she took all 300 hundred pounds with her everywhere she went. Once Saggy was back up she huffed and grabbed a few bottles of Mountain Dew, and some other snacks to hold over appetite as they headed to the register.
Back in the truck Rhanda-Lynn had to help open the phone package for Saggy as she couldn’t figure out how to open the carboard box. A genius the shit for brains was not. Saggy was lucky if she could solve the crossword puzzles on the children’s place mats at Denny’s. Rhanda-Lynn wasn’t that much better. Mongo growing frustrated grabbed the box and chewed it open like a rat with rabbies. Saggy started slapping her old lady flippers together like a seal and barking in joy. She finally had a new phone! Better yet, one that she could use to access the cock site whenever she pleased. We shall see how long she can afford the monthly bill! It takes big money to load a pre-paid phone every month!
The first thing Saggy did was open the browser and made an account on site using the new Gmail account she got with her new phone. She decided to be sneaky and used the handle of Big Eddie. She wanted to head over to forum and post about her beloved Biden but knew she would have to lay low for a few days. It would give her time to steal someone’s DL to get around the pic verification, and so she could snap some pics of Chuckles dead flaccid penis to use on site. As much as she wanted to post 40-year-old pics of her two-death warmed over titties, she knew it would cause everyone to gag and she would be recognized instantly. Very few women on site had such revolting old lady tits that sagged so badly as Saggy Granny. And her rat cunt did not look any better. More like an Arby’s sandwich that took a direct hit from a grenade! Her tits looked like a pair of socks someone had filled with partially sand and tied around her belly button. So instead, she once again left her CAT turds on Pharts page. What did Phart do to deserve this punishment!?
Next Rhanda-Lynn took over and downloaded the Uber Eats driver app. Now, this would be the tricky part. Since she wouldn’t pass a background check (especially being married to a convicted sex offender), Mongo had to clip on her ponytail and put on some red lipstick all over his chin and teeth and scrunch up his face to look like Mama. Poor mongo looked worse than a rented donkey in Honduras! They were hoping he could pass himself off as being trans. He was already retarded looking so this was easy enough to make it seem like he was Saggy’s twin. His name was pretty gender neutral, and they figured the people doing the verifications would just assume he was named after the fruit. Now she needed a car and was hoping to use Mongo’s truck. Rhanda-Lynn’s piece of shit would never pass inspection by the Uber Eats team! Mongo had a better plan!
Mongo had some money stashed that he had saved and so he drove over to a car lot to get her a used car. Saggy became pissed. She wanted to drive his truck! Mongo told her he needed it for work, it was one of the first of many lies he would tell his Mama. Saggy sulked.
They settled on a used Nissan Rouge that had extremely heavy hail damage on the bumper, and faded paint. Rhanda-Lynn laughed and said that the bumper matched up with Saggys body, and it was a perfect fit. Saggy flew into a rage and started cussing her out calling her a homo and wetback. Knowing the old bag wouldn’t stop, Rhanda-Lynn reached into her purse and pulled out an Arby’s Beef and Chedder. The Saggy titted septuagenarian couldn’t resist and started to stalk her friend around the parking lot like a lion that hadn’t eaten in ten years. Rhanda-Lynn made soothing noises to calm that fat bitch down while she practically gnawed her hand off getting to the sandwich as Mongo tried his best to work out a deal. It was not a fair fight. The car salesman made the deal so bad that even a retard would not sign it! But it was the only way to get them approved with their low credit score.
With his limited intellect Mongo got a terrible deal, but the dealership agreed to toss in a cage on wheels that attached to the back of the rouge for no charge. Although he wanted nothing to do with anything that would help Diabeto out, this would be perfect for his harness when he was riding with Mama. Better yet Saggy could also use it to tow her granddaughter’s wheelchair. Even better than that was a bumper sticker that said Ridin’ for Biden 2020. The Biden campaign is still selling the same bumper sticker… in 2024! The old cunt does not even know what year it is.
Saggy happily peeled it off the backer and proudly placed it on the cage. Mongo finished the transaction, and handed over the insurance card, and paperwork to Mama. Saggy and Rhanda-Lynn got into her new-used rogue and quickly logged in and got the insurance requirements met, and soon the idiots were off to make their first delivery. The notification came in for a delivery offering $2.99 USD, and an added tip of $5.00 if she got it there warm. Saggy quickly accepted, and she was directed to Arby’s… The cunt will definitely stick her fat fingers into the bag for a taste!
Stayed tuned for part three.
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Uncle Sir-Skittles do you think you could help me to re-connect with my Mommy
Please forgive me for what I said or did. I'm sorry. Please remove me from your blacklist
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Do you think that might work uncle PITBULL I hope so, I miss Mommy
Where my Mommy gone, I love you Mommy 🥹
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A dirty old cunt! Overweight, fat, and a site lump. A total piece of rotten cunt.
She is married to a scummy convicted felon and sex offender. A known scummy bastard who should be ashamed at what he did. Lives in a single story dumpster and goes to visit her dead daddy's grave only once a year. She will find something she will never forget on that grave soon!
Reason: Old hag that likes knowing her hubby molested and raped an **** kid. Probably likes dressing up in diapers and wishing he did it to her. Also lets her hubby fuck her retarded grandkid.
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#578610 /CAT a/k/a saggy granny Expose
The saggy granny is back this time with this profile number;#578610 . This is the same pathetic bitch with so many profiles here and posting pictures of more than 20 years old.
She now has 4 pictures on her profile. The first picture on her page is a picture from 1991.
befriended by 4 members
she blacklisted 2; me and Sir-Skittles
she was blacklisted by 5 members now.
Her husband was charged in 1991 by Florida as a sexual predator while they were married. This tells you CAT is not giving her nasty husband Woody58 any sex. Some of my sources here have told me CAT does not give Woody any oral sex at all. The worst part is that a desperate gay guy gave Woody58 oral sex at a mall in Miami 1 year ago.
Get ready for attacks Saggy Granny
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She is a filthy disgusting pig & need to be elimated from the site
Fuck you and your scummy ex con husband, Cat!
If I were you... I would be mindful of any law enforcement vehicles in your area!
But prison is no fairy tail.
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Cat is back! Prepare to be destroyed Saggy Tchir!
SECTION 501 SITE 261- go visit yer dead daddy!
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Sorry I haven’t responded in four days, I was out of town.