Purchasing some nicotine from my favorite gas station. Apparently there was a shooting in the area. Suspect is a black male. 6 feet tall.
As I exit the shop a female officer pulls her gun on me. Because I’m Italian, she’s confused me for a black guy.
“HANDS UP FREEZE! HANDS UP!!”
“Wait..whh”
BANG BANG
I hit the pavement. Out of the corner of my eye I see that my WANGHAF white t shirt is almost completely red with my blood.
As I lay there bleeding out I faintly hear a female panicked voice:
“Oh u did it now Carla..blood…that’s a lot of blood…I’m….im….im just a girl. I’m just a…I’m just a girl
I close my eyes and pray
@nschudster@JadeAtrophis "How do you even extrapolate like whaaat what does that even mean??!!!"
*explains it*
"Ok so what does that have to do with the bottom 2% like whaaat huuuh???!!!"
*explains it*
"Whaaaat????"
The shooter was a tankie, the cop was named Mohamed and his female cop partner killed a Jewish rabbi bystander…
Even the author of Camp of the Saints wouldn’t be able to come up with a better encapsulation of the endpoint of leftism.
@chai_latte_girl Pretty much every woman I've encountered who constantly micro-lectures their followers daily with therapyspeak ends up being a raging sociopath regardless of context
Imagine you have a dog. He is a very bad dog. He jumps on people, he growls at toddlers, he bites other dogs. If you leave him home alone, he wrecks your house. He’s just a dog, you have all the power, but your entire life is now bending around his behavior problems.