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Ruth took Sarah with her in the car to visit Ruth's mother in Washington Heights for the weekend. Jacob feigned being constipated so he could stay home. Jacob had a plan. Something a little different from his normal abnormality. He would cross dress for the first time!
Digging into Ruth's closet he found her old granny style green dress with the tiny yellow flowers. He went with this because he couldn't wear anything shorter that exposed his shoes because of that damn clubbed foot wouldn't permit him to wear any fabulous footwear.
After much difficulty he managed to slip into a pair of fishnet pantyhose and one of Ruth's old nursing bras that he over stuffed with dirty socks from the hamper. He found Ruth's old afro-style disco wig on the floor in the back of her closet, stretched it over his head, made some adjustments and then he went for the clip-on large hoop earrings. Not being a beautician by any stretch of the imagination, Jacob simply applied a copious slathering of bright red lip gloss. He stood back, looked at himself in the mirror and immediately popped an erection. His first instinct was to violently choke his chicken, but with much restraint he figured he would hold off until after his little parade around the block.
On his way out the front door Jacob grabbed Sarah's little pink parasol umbrella as icing on the cake. As he sauntered and minced his way down the sidewalk he could feel the nylon of the pantyhose rubbing on his
giving it a warm glow. A Chevy Silverado truck full of Mexicans drove by, they wolf-whistled and yelled something probably filthy in Spanish...this made Jacob's ballsack tighten and he almost ejaculated right there from excitement.
As he hobbled down the sidewalk he wiggled his ass for all it was worth. Then suddenly just before he reached the first corner a nigger jumped out of the bushes and attacked him with a quick sucker punch. This was a brutal beating that put Jacob in the ICU for a week and what few teeth he had left were knocked out.
As a child, Jacob's Hebrew school, Yeshiva Grossberg TelAviv Com, was well know for its cabbalist esoterics as well as it's political involvement in worldwide social activism. There Jacob was inculcated with proof of his tribe's dominion over the earth as well as the need to supplant other culture's sexual orientation with that of the tribe's.
There in that school was where Jacob got and gave his first blowjob and explored the joys of anal infatuation. He was amazed to see the rabbis with constant erections and how these erections resembled the genitalia of various zoo animals. One particular rabbi was born with his own that neatly bent around and was stuck in his own anus. Jacob oft wondered if that was why the rabbi always seemed to have both a grimace and maniacal expression on his face?
In third class Jacob was caught stealing money from the administration office safe and was given special recognition of that incident at his bar mitzvah.
At home, Jacob developed a phobia of female pubic hair due to his mother forcing him to lick her. She would withhold his food unless he licked her to orgasm. To say this emotionally scarred him would be inaccurate. Rather this was an atypical morphilitic aggravation of his atrophied frontal lobes, his birth defect, that formed his entire worldview and fondness for the brown starfish. This particular phobia was way down the long list of other neuroses that clogged his brain and governed his behavior.
Jacob graduated last in his class and that brought great shame to his family who had hopes of him becoming a lawyer, or a doctor or a politician. His father often slapped him in the face for no reason, only to say, "Jafloc oy!" Jacob had no idea what that meant. All he knew was he wanted to kill him and he devoted many hours thinking of ways to do it.
When his father was found dead at the foot of the stairs, Jacob was heard snickering in his room.
Digging into Ruth's closet he found her old granny style green dress with the tiny yellow flowers. He went with this because he couldn't wear anything shorter that exposed his shoes because of that damn clubbed foot wouldn't permit him to wear any fabulous footwear.
After much difficulty he managed to slip into a pair of fishnet pantyhose and one of Ruth's old nursing bras that he over stuffed with dirty socks from the hamper. He found Ruth's old afro-style disco wig on the floor in the back of her closet, stretched it over his head, made some adjustments and then he went for the clip-on large hoop earrings. Not being a beautician by any stretch of the imagination, Jacob simply applied a copious slathering of bright red lip gloss. He stood back, looked at himself in the mirror and immediately popped an erection. His first instinct was to violently choke his chicken, but with much restraint he figured he would hold off until after his little parade around the block.
On his way out the front door Jacob grabbed Sarah's little pink parasol umbrella as icing on the cake. As he sauntered and minced his way down the sidewalk he could feel the nylon of the pantyhose rubbing on his
giving it a warm glow. A Chevy Silverado truck full of Mexicans drove by, they wolf-whistled and yelled something probably filthy in Spanish...this made Jacob's ballsack tighten and he almost ejaculated right there from excitement.As he hobbled down the sidewalk he wiggled his ass for all it was worth. Then suddenly just before he reached the first corner a nigger jumped out of the bushes and attacked him with a quick sucker punch. This was a brutal beating that put Jacob in the ICU for a week and what few teeth he had left were knocked out.
As a child, Jacob's Hebrew school, Yeshiva Grossberg TelAviv Com, was well know for its cabbalist esoterics as well as it's political involvement in worldwide social activism. There Jacob was inculcated with proof of his tribe's dominion over the earth as well as the need to supplant other culture's sexual orientation with that of the tribe's.
There in that school was where Jacob got and gave his first blowjob and explored the joys of anal infatuation. He was amazed to see the rabbis with constant erections and how these erections resembled the genitalia of various zoo animals. One particular rabbi was born with his own
that neatly bent around and was stuck in his own anus. Jacob oft wondered if that was why the rabbi always seemed to have both a grimace and maniacal expression on his face?In third class Jacob was caught stealing money from the administration office safe and was given special recognition of that incident at his bar mitzvah.
At home, Jacob developed a phobia of female pubic hair due to his mother forcing him to lick her. She would withhold his food unless he licked her to orgasm. To say this emotionally scarred him would be inaccurate. Rather this was an atypical morphilitic aggravation of his atrophied frontal lobes, his birth defect, that formed his entire worldview and fondness for the brown starfish. This particular phobia was way down the long list of other neuroses that clogged his brain and governed his behavior.
Jacob graduated last in his class and that brought great shame to his family who had hopes of him becoming a lawyer, or a doctor or a politician. His father often slapped him in the face for no reason, only to say, "Jafloc oy!" Jacob had no idea what that meant. All he knew was he wanted to kill him and he devoted many hours thinking of ways to do it.
When his father was found dead at the foot of the stairs, Jacob was heard snickering in his room.
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The jew is an expert at creating mock opposition.
These people are all screened and selected the same way movie actors are, that's because they're essentially the same thing. And we've been trained to use the jew-approved words to describe them which keeps us from seeing their real purpose. We call them actors, politicians, pundits, commentators, celebrities, athletes, musicians etc.
When in fact they're all one gigantic group of jew-tools whose ultimate purpose is to keep us from seeing the jew.
In the tool selection process, the jew is careful to pick only those people with serious character weaknesses. Easily extorted. Easily bought. They look for charismatic sociopaths with the ability to shamelessly lie. In the case of sports athletes, they really don't care about the tool's ability to lie, but only their ability to attract those most loathsome of the lemmings, the sports fan. Then the jew will slip in filth at the halftime show and commercials.
The mock opposition is akin to the red herring. A diversion. A squid spewing ink. Anything to keep critical eyes off the jew.
So many Whites are derailed in their journey to becoming truly racially aware by this trick of the jew.
With great skepticism, cynicism and a 'guilty until proven innocent' attitude is the way to cut through the jew's bullshit and see it for what it is.
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San Francisco values refers to the moral degradation in San Francisco, and their politicians like Kamala Harris and Nancy Pelosi who seek to impose these values nationwide. Pelosi's relative by marriage, Gavin Newsom, imposes San Francisco values statewide.
Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!
Why waste money on sub-par tech when you could’ve gotten a superior iPad??!
because apple is for fags
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This is why we believe this Crimea incident has been created....to preempt the scheduled debate. The jew cannot allow the American people to see just how debilitated Biden actually is, and thus enabling us to see they've been fooling us with this obvious puppet.
The debates will be cancelled and the jew will tell us Biden is hunkered down in the command center bravely giving orders to the generals to save us from the Russians.
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They are the self-appointed guardians of thought control, self-chosen to ride herd over goyim thoughts...
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Marv Cuntberg drove his Tesla Model 3 through the Lincoln Tunnel and merged into the eastbound traffic on W42nd St. He had to muscle his way in front of a MT bus cutting it off and getting the finger and horn blast from the morbidly obese sheboon nigger bus driver. Marv mumbled to himself, "fuckin schwartza!" as he made a quick right turn onto 10th Ave. That brought him to a red stoplight on 41st. No sooner did Marv's car come to a stop when the driver's side window exploded inward and a large bluegum nigger fresh out of Rikers started beating Marv in the face with a tire iron.
The three scantily clad and diseased-looking streetwalkers at the corner of that intersection had a ringside seat to Marv's brutal beating. Startled at first by the loud whack of the car window breaking, then when they realized it was just a garden variety beat down of a cracker, they loudly began to shout unintelligible ebonics words of encouragement to the savage nigger now in the animalistic throes of bloodthirsty mayhem as Marv's skull was crushed and battered into a flat crimson blob of glop. The musclebound ape from 15 years of relentless prison weightlifting had little trouble pulling Marv's lifeless body out through the car window and dragging him into the trash-strewn alley next to a boarded-up abandoned flophouse. There amongst the filth and trash, with a few mangy rats watching, the nigger violently sodomized the already dead jew.
NYPD officers, Hector Perez and Agnes Rivera were one block away sitting in their squad car as they watched this horrific crime unfold. A discrete glance at each other, then Perez slowly drove around the corner out of sight of the crime scene and said to his partner, "I got a 2-for-one coupon at Blimpie's, you hungry?" She nodded, yes.
Meanwhile behind the closed newsstand on the opposite corner, a filthy ragged 40-something Clarence Jenkins, still wearing his plastic Bellview hospital bracelet, loudly argued with Jesus that it wasn't his fault, and that he would be a good soldier only if the gate would open and his legs worked again and his teeth grew back. A pudgy Puerto Rican bypasser on an electric scooter wearing garish gang tats on his face barked at him, "Will you shut the fuck up!". Clarence took this to be a sign, and he went into a catatonic state staring fixated at a crack in the sidewalk.
Rats, roaches, bed bugs and pigeons are the only other living things in the city. All scavengers, just like the mouth breathing humans who operate solely on primitive instinct and base motive. It's dog eat dog here. Survival of not necessarily the fittest, but of the sneakiest and the most heartless. Fighting over crumbs to sustain a miserable pathetic existence while at the same time imagining oneself to be God's chosen. Yes, we're referring to those hooknosed bastards. They proudly reign over their various cesspools and the troglodyte goyem subjects they routinely buttfuck. NYC is the quintessential shithole. A jewish paradise. Look at it long enough, and see hell on earth.
In a urine-soaked alleyway, Eric Thomlin, a 30-something from Harrison New Jersey sits on the ground leaning on an overflowing trash dumpster. With eyes sunken back in their sockets and slack-jawed he pulls at the scabs on his emaciated arm. Eric is a hopeless degenerate fenytal addict. He has burnt every bridge and it's only a matter of a few days before the meat wagon picks up his cold stiff corpse to be added to the landfill of Potter's Field. A place where future archeologists will marvel at the colossal mountain of death remains of the unloved. New York City has always been known as a meat grinder, however since this first quarter of this century the death rate has taken a quantum leap spike that rivals the wholesale slaughter of the Holodomor of Eastern Europe of the 1930s. Certain areas of the city smell like a mortuary only when they don't smell like the rancid and decaying contents of the trash cans out behind every fashionable restaurant. Many obese people lumber past Eric and ignore his dirty cardboard sign crudely scribbled with a plea for help.
Every species of living organism rearranges it's environment to suit it's lifestyle. And NYC is a wholly jewish construct.
In the shadow of the George Washington Bridge, Ellie Stockleman arrogantly strolled down the street in Washington Heights, an area of Manhattan's upper west side with a significant Hasidic jewish community. He was coming from K'hal Adath Jeshurun community center where he just gave his 3 year old daughter to Rabbi Snotstein for ritual butt reaming. This ancient custom guarantees a productive year of swindling for the Stockleman family as well as a properly conditioned anus for the daughter. The theory goes that the rabbi's savage rape of the jewish child psychologically conditions the child for a life of victimhood and pathological scapegoating which unto itself is a survival strategy for the tribe, a group naturally at odds with the rest of humanity.
The three scantily clad and diseased-looking streetwalkers at the corner of that intersection had a ringside seat to Marv's brutal beating. Startled at first by the loud whack of the car window breaking, then when they realized it was just a garden variety beat down of a cracker, they loudly began to shout unintelligible ebonics words of encouragement to the savage nigger now in the animalistic throes of bloodthirsty mayhem as Marv's skull was crushed and battered into a flat crimson blob of glop. The musclebound ape from 15 years of relentless prison weightlifting had little trouble pulling Marv's lifeless body out through the car window and dragging him into the trash-strewn alley next to a boarded-up abandoned flophouse. There amongst the filth and trash, with a few mangy rats watching, the nigger violently sodomized the already dead jew.
NYPD officers, Hector Perez and Agnes Rivera were one block away sitting in their squad car as they watched this horrific crime unfold. A discrete glance at each other, then Perez slowly drove around the corner out of sight of the crime scene and said to his partner, "I got a 2-for-one coupon at Blimpie's, you hungry?" She nodded, yes.
Meanwhile behind the closed newsstand on the opposite corner, a filthy ragged 40-something Clarence Jenkins, still wearing his plastic Bellview hospital bracelet, loudly argued with Jesus that it wasn't his fault, and that he would be a good soldier only if the gate would open and his legs worked again and his teeth grew back. A pudgy Puerto Rican bypasser on an electric scooter wearing garish gang tats on his face barked at him, "Will you shut the fuck up!". Clarence took this to be a sign, and he went into a catatonic state staring fixated at a crack in the sidewalk.
Rats, roaches, bed bugs and pigeons are the only other living things in the city. All scavengers, just like the mouth breathing humans who operate solely on primitive instinct and base motive. It's dog eat dog here. Survival of not necessarily the fittest, but of the sneakiest and the most heartless. Fighting over crumbs to sustain a miserable pathetic existence while at the same time imagining oneself to be God's chosen. Yes, we're referring to those hooknosed bastards. They proudly reign over their various cesspools and the troglodyte goyem subjects they routinely buttfuck. NYC is the quintessential shithole. A jewish paradise. Look at it long enough, and see hell on earth.
In a urine-soaked alleyway, Eric Thomlin, a 30-something from Harrison New Jersey sits on the ground leaning on an overflowing trash dumpster. With eyes sunken back in their sockets and slack-jawed he pulls at the scabs on his emaciated arm. Eric is a hopeless degenerate fenytal addict. He has burnt every bridge and it's only a matter of a few days before the meat wagon picks up his cold stiff corpse to be added to the landfill of Potter's Field. A place where future archeologists will marvel at the colossal mountain of death remains of the unloved. New York City has always been known as a meat grinder, however since this first quarter of this century the death rate has taken a quantum leap spike that rivals the wholesale slaughter of the Holodomor of Eastern Europe of the 1930s. Certain areas of the city smell like a mortuary only when they don't smell like the rancid and decaying contents of the trash cans out behind every fashionable restaurant. Many obese people lumber past Eric and ignore his dirty cardboard sign crudely scribbled with a plea for help.
Every species of living organism rearranges it's environment to suit it's lifestyle. And NYC is a wholly jewish construct.
In the shadow of the George Washington Bridge, Ellie Stockleman arrogantly strolled down the street in Washington Heights, an area of Manhattan's upper west side with a significant Hasidic jewish community. He was coming from K'hal Adath Jeshurun community center where he just gave his 3 year old daughter to Rabbi Snotstein for ritual butt reaming. This ancient custom guarantees a productive year of swindling for the Stockleman family as well as a properly conditioned anus for the daughter. The theory goes that the rabbi's savage rape of the jewish child psychologically conditions the child for a life of victimhood and pathological scapegoating which unto itself is a survival strategy for the tribe, a group naturally at odds with the rest of humanity.