My job is to keep you men alive, now let's move on
True & Honest Fan
Laughing at disgusting white trash is apolitical.
That's like Rand calling Josh a commie because he allowed a thread to be made on the half abo, brain damaged, wife abusing alcoholic white supremacist because that's only funny to communists.As far as I can tell, KF basically bashes everyone equally if they're considered worthy of being a "lolcow" - kind of like trashy comedy shows like South Park. Douches like Ralph still get butt-hurt though and assume that the site is aligned with whoever is against them (e.x. the "left" or whatever - just like prior to this there were idiots who said it was aligned with the "right").
Because he didn't link the damned site: http://en.inkei.net/#service
I'm 50/50 on this.
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Weird? Why would you think there was anything weird about posting my Null erotic fiction?request for this thread: do not compliment my penis that's also weird
The soldiers of the Third Reich stood naked in a line, their backs as straight and firm as their penises, which stood freshly waxed and glinting in the sun in eager anticipation of morning inspection.
Soon kommandantin SS officer Helga Himleich stepped out of her tent; in the light of the dawn her angelic aryan features could lull any man into a stupor, but to be drawn in would be a mistake, for her grace and beauty belied an inner fire that would gladly consume any who dared come too close.
Private Joshua Connor Moon was taken, but he knew better than to show it. Years of training in the hunting of the tranny menace in preparation for his induction into the Waffen-SS anti-troon division had taught him that displaying emotion was often the last mistake a man would ever make, but behind his stony facade his mind reeled: would his penis be up to standards? His family and friends had often told them how proud they were of his enormous horse-like cock, but this was a different world. This was the top secret SS anti-troon division, where often even the strongest penises could fall and be subjected to the forbidden SRS ritual, with their prior owners being force fed hormones and converted into another of the barbaric trans hordes. Could his possibly be stronger than those of the heroes who fell before him?...Stronger than that of his father, who'd been lost behind tranny lines all those years ago?
Absorbed in thought, Josh hadn't even noticed SS officer Helga Himleich making her way along the line, looking down with disdain at the diminutive members before her. "Pathetic" she muttered "abzolutely pathetic".
But as she passed Private Joshua she paused still as night. A long moment passed before she spoke:
"My god...Herr Joshua, your peniz iz...itz magnif-..."
Without a word Private Joshua drew his combat knife and whirled °180, deftly slinging it into the chest of a previously unnoticed tranny who'd been creeping up behind them, drawn by the presence of such a concentration of glorious unmangled male genitals.
SS officer Helga Himleich blushed:
"Herr Joshua, you are zo ztrong. I am sure grand furer Hitler would be mozt pleazed by your bravery and majeztic pole. I vould like to introduce you. Vould you...care to come into my tent to dizcuz the matter further?"
Finally Josh broke his silence: "Ma'am, I'm already in a happy relationship..."
Helga's face fell
"...with Germany and the glorious Nazi party. But our relationship is open, so I'd be glad to come discuss meeting and presenting my genitals before our great leader Adolph Hitler. And perhaps if we have time we could also discuss the importance of producing the next generation to carry on the flag of the National Socialist German Workers Party, if you understand my meaning."
Some might suspect a woman of her stature would be averse to being saddled with pregnancy, but just as Josh had always known, all women secretly want to have children, even one of such high esteem.
As Helga coquettishly took Josh's hand and led him towards her sleeping quarters, for a moment he thought back to his ancestors and thanked them for blessing him with such legendarily shapely and tremendous genitalia, rather than cursing him with the subpar genes of an obese backwater manlet who was short enough to be legally declared a midget and with a penis so tiny it would make a literal infant look like they were John Holmes.