If it's not turd looking dicks or pretty boy pics, it's foid-rag-whining and self-pity vomit on this cesspool of Gen Zoid garbage

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

I ejaculate jewels into your faces, yet your reactions, "muh I don't want to live anymore." Shaking my head, weak bitches.

Fucking pathetic fruitcakes, many of you are. However, there are exceptions from not Cel, anyone with cel in their name, to Nazi Germany, RXnd, anyone with autistic in their handle, Lefty the dragon slayer, foid-larping-moids, and a dozen more. However, they don't spend much of their time on ORG. The ones who do, they ignore my threads because they're adapted to sucking their moms' dicks (which allow me to remind you, men can't be moms, you fucking faggot byproducts!) Of course, when they see my doubloons of redpill ideology and ruby metaphors, they avoid it while rolling their eyes <--- another faggot trait.

Faggot!

Fuck this Big Pharma diseased Reddit shadow. And ORG will always be a shadow of greatness until the moderators pin all of my threads and force new users to read them and pass the exam later.

"When Big Jim uses 'ugh,' what is he doing?"

A. Grunting.
B. Sighing.
C. Taunting the Overlord of the World Wide Web, duh.

C!

"Besides Big Jim's threads being gold, what's another word to describe them?"

A. Platinum.
B. Diamond-laced Rolex bullion.
C. Grammy Award shit.
D. All of the above.

D!

"Knowing he showed his face one time on 4chan Pol, right around the time Florida's law enforcement took possession of the forum with the aid of Homeland Security (who currently operates every DMV office in America), was that image ever deleted?"

A. Probably not.
B. Cataloged.
C. Eyesores always delete their champions.

B!

Did You Know? When I trolled Pol during the switch of commands, I tried warning the naive public of the reality transpiring. At that time, I accidentally pushed a certain button that caused Shady Members of Society to abuse their privilege and go behind the POTUS's back and access a classified live satellite feed. From there, they zeroed in on my location and saw me standing on the deck. I performed an Academy Award performance, knowing what was really happening. Shortly later, the triggered couldn't help to not mention this on one of my trolls.

Ah, yes, I, too, catalog everything inside my head. Nothing gets past me, nothing! Although, I don't rub it in during the moment. Instead, I process it for days, weeks, months, even years. Just one tiny word can be evaluated. A word like "Maybe." That maybe will be compared to the many other maybes throughout your timeline.

"After reading all of those extraordinary, juicy redpill facts, are you sure you want to join this cult?"

A. No.
B. Fuck yeah, sign me up twice!

Did You Know? If you commented on 4chan, "Fuck Pol, it's nothing but cops on here." A cop will reply, "Yeah, fuck those cops. They're taking over everything online."

When they take over ORG, you'll know when you see my name banned or deleted.

 

[Snoofy]

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

I had to speak about myself in the third person to be successful with this troll and metaphor.

 

[StraightHeadJames]

so real

 

[RXnd]

I ejaculate jewels into your faces, yet your reactions, "muh I don't want to live anymore." Shaking my head, weak bitches.

Fucking pathetic fruitcakes, many of you are. However, there are exceptions from not Cel, anyone with cel in their name, to Nazi Germany, RXnd, anyone with autistic in their handle, Lefty the dragon slayer, foid-larping-moids, and a dozen more. However, they don't spend much of their time on ORG. The ones who do, they ignore my threads because they're adapted to sucking their moms' dicks (which allow me to remind you, men can't be moms, you fucking faggot byproducts!) Of course, when they see my doubloons of redpill ideology and ruby metaphors, they avoid it while rolling their eyes <--- another faggot trait.

Faggot!

Fuck this Big Pharma diseased Reddit shadow. And ORG will always be a shadow of greatness until the moderators pin all of my threads and force new users to read them and pass the exam later.

"When Big Jim uses 'ugh,' what is he doing?"

A. Grunting.
B. Sighing.
C. Taunting the Overlord of the World Wide Web, duh.

C!

"Besides Big Jim's threads being gold, what's another word to describe them?"

A. Platinum.
B. Diamond-laced Rolex bullion.
C. Grammy Award shit.
D. All of the above.

D!

"Knowing he showed his face one time on 4chan Pol, right around the time Florida's law enforcement took possession of the forum with the aid of Homeland Security (who currently operates every DMV office in America), was that image ever deleted?"

A. Probably not.
B. Cataloged.
C. Eyesores always delete their champions.

B!

Did You Know? When I trolled Pol during the switch of commands, I tried warning the naive public of the reality transpiring. At that time, I accidentally pushed a certain button that caused Shady Members of Society to abuse their privilege and go behind the POTUS's back and access a classified live satellite feed. From there, they zeroed in on my location and saw me standing on the deck. I performed an Academy Award performance, knowing what was really happening. Shortly later, the triggered couldn't help to not mention this on one of my trolls.

Ah, yes, I, too, catalog everything inside my head. Nothing gets past me, nothing! Although, I don't rub it in during the moment. Instead, I process it for days, weeks, months, even years. Just one tiny word can be evaluated. A word like "Maybe." That maybe will be compared to the many other maybes throughout your timeline.

"After reading all of those extraordinary, juicy redpill facts, are you sure you want to join this cult?"

A. No.
B. Fuck yeah, sign me up twice!

Did You Know? If you commented on 4chan, "Fuck Pol, it's nothing but cops on here." A cop will reply, "Yeah, fuck those cops. They're taking over everything online."

When they take over ORG, you'll know when you see my name banned or deleted.

.org went from me thinking useful information being pumped into me by the gallon via a tube in my brain was useful

Then it hits me, there is actually a bigger tube sercretly put in my ass pumping out more info than it is giving me

All these insights, bbc threads and prison rape stories all mean nothing.It all hits me like a injection of xylazine given to me via applesauce

Moral of the story is that nothing is useful except bigjimswornouttires threads, doctors and Jews are unable to pump them out of my ass because they are runes etched into my brain by master himself.

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

Facts

so real

So real, they don't care if you know.

The Shady Members want you to know your phones are listening in on your privacy and accessing your camera. However, if you address this to the public, they victimize you as paranoid, needing medications. It's the persona of a bully. For example, one night, you're walking downtown and see a bully from school sucking a fat, black nigga cock in the alley. Ugh, right? The following Monday, you tell other students about that fact. It gets back to him and he spreads a rumor that you're the faggot who belongs on medications. Yet, the black cock was inside his mouth!

.org went from me thinking useful information being pumped into me by the gallon via a tube in my brain was useful

Then it hits me, there is actually a bigger tube sercretly put in my ass pumping out more info than it is giving me

All these insights, bbc threads and prison rape stories all mean nothing.It all hits me like a injection of xylazine given to me via applesauce

Moral of the story is that nothing is useful except bigjimswornouttires threads, doctors and Jews are unable to pump them out of my ass because they are runes etched into my brain by master himself.

I wrote an article about that, but haven't released it yet. I call it the hungry time capsule beast. If they're reading this, they know that I know. So why would I continue this? Ah, yes... why, indeed. Some twists are better to excavate hundreds of years later.

Faggot erotica. Fags get off on prison rape tales and voting Democrat.

Seldom do I read such a masterpiece of insight as what I just read from you. Wow! Bravo. You have ascended beyond comprehension.