Kent
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Any filmcels here? This guy IS an Asian Woody Allen.
Cliffs: Workout & Shower
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The cope is so strong, it's painful to watch.
He has 0 sex appeal.. he will never be any foids first choice. If he’s lucky. A used up, post prime girl will tolerate getting fucked by him in exchange for a comfortable life.That is definitely not a truecel jawline and sunken cheeks
Too bad he's asian
already made this thread
He has 0 sex appeal.. he will never be any foids first choice. If he’s lucky. A used up, post prime girl will tolerate getting fucked by him in exchange for a comfortable life.
A truecel not only would never be a foids first choice but would never be a choice at all. Truecels have no jaw/chin.He has 0 sex appeal.. he will never be any foids first choice. If he’s lucky. A used up, post prime girl will tolerate getting fucked by him in exchange for a comfortable life.
A truecel not only would never be a foids first choice but would never be a choice at all. Truecels have no jaw/chin.
This guy has a gay alien head and is asian but his lower third is definitely not truecel tier
Jaw/chin is trivial in comparison to the plethora of death sentences this guy has.A truecel not only would never be a foids first choice but would never be a choice at all. Truecels have no jaw/chin.
This guy has a gay alien head and is asian but his lower third is definitely not truecel tier
So disregarding everything else you said, would you say this guy is at the same level as white guys with no chin/jaw or deformities?Jaw/chin is trivial in comparison to the plethora of death sentences this guy has.
Every guy, given he’s above 1st percentile, will eventually be able to get a wife provided he works his ass off and makes a shitload of money, agrees to open relationship, and wife’s up a total dumpster fire of a foid. It’s a shitty life, but he’ll still get some pussy even if it’s disgusting and 30+
I didn’t call him a truecel, but he’s damn close. He mentioned his 5’6” college friend and kinda signaled where his head would be in relation to his own.. I think he’s like 5’11” so he’s got height going for him. Still not close to a slayer, but something foids would merely tolerate in exchange for a comfortable life if they have no other options.So disregarding everything else you said, would you say this guy is at the same level as white guys with no chin/jaw or deformities?
I'm saying he's a low tier normie. Of course I'm not saying he's a chad. He will probably end up a betabux, but he's not a truecel. I doubt a truecel could even betabux.
was it autism?I just ate some fried chicken. The breasts were juicy, and the buns were soft and warm. Afterwards, the division manager of Popeyes came up to my table and asked me how the meal was. I said I was satisfied, but the meal lacked a certain je ne sais quoi. He apologized profusely, and said he had something to show me that would make up for it.
He lead me to the back of the popeyes, to a room soaked from floor to ceiling in blood. In the center of it was a live horse, chained by all four legs to the structural supports of the warehouse like room. As I watched, employees of the popeyes cut large sections from the horse, which was whinnying and screaming in horror, the remaining sections of its body covered with festering sores and a froth of sweat.
The popeyes employees took the chunks of horseflesh and sliced them into pieces, then they rooted around through the bags of trash strewn around the room to find discarded chicken bones.
They quickly tenderized the meat with sledgehammers and fed it into a machine which formed the horsemeat around the bones, then they breaded and deepfried it.
I asked the division manager why he had led me back to this place, and he pointed at the steed's rump, the diseased asshole puckering rhythmically with terror, squirting pus with each convulsion. "We're just about to use that section, would you like a crack at it first?"
I quickly unzipped my pants and wasted no time jamming my erect penis into the stallion's defenseless asshole. With each thrust, I donkey punched the horse in the back of the head, making it clench its ass even tighter. I came just as the horse died. I was delighted. Popeyes definitely went the extra mile to make me a satisfied customer.
The cope is so strong, it's painful to watch.