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hypeshot said:
I thugged wikipedia with this image
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Funny as hell
 
hypeshot said:

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@Maysam

It never ceases to amaze just how much shit the jew can shove down the lemming's throats. Day after day, week after week, month after month, year after year, decade after decade, like masochists on steroids begging to be abused, robbed and spit on. Their children murdered by niggers and their women turned into nasty whores. No insult is too big. No pain is so hurtful as to make them rethink their position.

Makes one wonder what this weakness is? Seems to run contrary on every level to the primary directive of life, that demands survival of the species.

The metaphor of the suicidal lemming creature is wholly appropriate, thank you Dr. Pierce.

It's evident, the jew's brainwashing is profoundly deep and irreversible in many cases.



Franco, the dictator of Spain, once said, "I would kill half of Spain's population to keep the jewish communists from taking over."



IMO Franco was a realist.
 
hypeshot said:
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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.
 
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.
 
so? how many of these are yours?

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Murray Goldrump signed the lease for 3002 Grand Street in Soho. It is at this location where Murray and his husband will open their new all male review, The Twisted Cock. Their ad campaign features ripped condoms nailed to telephone poles and soiled BVDs causally thrown into select gutters around the block.
A quote from Rolling Stone, "The Twisted Cock.....don't you dare say bleeding hemorrhoid!
A men's social club that redefines world class leather attire with a wicked touch of exposed shaved ball sack for the discriminating cocksucker. A place your mom would feel at home with you mounting her from the rear".
Goldrump, well known in lower Manhattan, has been a fixture in the gay avant garde fecal movement and grand marshal of the 2024 Pride Fistfuck Extravaganza and Gutfeld Stain Parade.
 
MurderGuaranteed said:
Murray Goldrump signed the lease for 3002 Grand Street in Soho. It is at this location where Murray and his husband will open their new all male review, The Twisted Cock. Their ad campaign features ripped condoms nailed to telephone poles and soiled BVDs causally thrown into select gutters around the block.
A quote from Rolling Stone, "The Twisted Cock.....don't you dare say bleeding hemorrhoid!
A men's social club that redefines world class leather attire with a wicked touch of exposed shaved ball sack for the discriminating cocksucker. A place your mom would feel at home with you mounting her from the rear".
Goldrump, well known in lower Manhattan, has been a fixture in the gay avant garde fecal movement and grand marshal of the 2024 Pride Fistfuck Extravaganza and Gutfeld Stain Parade.
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What in Oblivion is this!?
 
Murray Goldrump signed the lease for 3002 Grand Street in Soho. It is at this location where Murray and his husband will open their new all male review, The Twisted Cock. Their ad campaign features ripped condoms nailed to telephone poles and soiled BVDs causally thrown into select gutters around the block.
A quote from Rolling Stone, "The Twisted Cock.....don't you dare say bleeding hemorrhoid!
A men's social club that redefines world class leather attire with a wicked touch of exposed shaved ball sack for the discriminating cocksucker. A place your mom would feel at home with you mounting her from the rear".
Goldrump, well known in lower Manhattan, has been a fixture in the gay avant garde fecal movement and grand marshal of the 2024 Pride Fistfuck Extravaganza and Gutfeld Stain Parade.



Just imagine someone with advanced cancer of the bowels. Necrotized festering of the intestines. Foul smelling. Putrid. Impacted with hardened feces ..... and there we have the perfect metaphor for the NYC subway.
Now imagine the typical denizen of such an environment. And that brings us to the main character of this tale. Malcolm Cheezit, a 42 year old feral nigger with a serious mental disorder. In and out of various psychiatric wards most of his life and with an impossibly long criminal arrest history, found the subway to be his ideal hunting ground.
Dubbed "The Ejaculator" by the media, Cheezit had a habit of sneaking up to women on the subway platform and as the train rolled-up, Cheezit would quickly pull out his erect penis and like an unconcerned monkey masturbating in the zoo, he'd shoot a massive load of seman onto the back and rump of his female targets.
Cheezit had been arrested for this crime over 50 times and many of the transit cops simply ignored him, but when they didn't, they often blamed the women for unnecessarily sexually stimulating Cheezit and then pointed out their tight-fitting clothes or their breast size.
All this came to an end July 18th 2016, when after being released from a 90 day-hold at Belleville Hospital psych ward, Cheezit made a bee line for the 3rd Ave Subway.
With a full 3 months of seman build-up, Cheezit busted so much and so violently on the ass of an elderly Jewish woman, that he became disoriented, spun around and fell onto the tracks. Cheezit's head came into contact with the third rail and it exploded, spewing pieces of brain and skull shards all over splattering many of the people on the platform.



Hector Arroyo was a 33 year old thrice convicted Puerto Rican pedophile. Hector grew up in the remote and impoverished hill country 5 miles outside Bayamon PR where he gained the ignoble reputation for fucking barnyard animals. Bringing much shame to the family, Hector was put on a plane with a one way ticket to NYC. There he found his way to Spanish Harlem and got a job with door dash, but was promptly fired for eating the food he was supposed to deliver. Hector also had another problem....he had an overactive libido most likely due to a tumor on his nut sack. However, being emotionally stunted Hector found it impossible to form any sort of relationship with women his own age, and this is how he wound-up hanging around the elementary schools with a bag of candy.
Hector became known as the Puerto Rican pimp of Amber Charter School of East Harlem with an impressive stable of 2 dozen third graders he fucked and outsourced to any John who happened along.
Hector's career as a pimp was cut short when he was stabbed in throat while standing outside a bodega on 3rd Avenue. Hector was caught misgendering a rather large non-binary black tranny, because he refused to use the proper pronoun they/them. No arrests were made in this murder in spite of dozens of eye witnesses and security camera video. A video that went viral on Instagram gaining 1.5 million views.



Roy Liebowitz owned and operated Rosie's Koshar Jewish Deli on the corner of Lexington and 36th Street for 23 years. Roy took over the business from his father who took it over in 1928 from the family patriarch, Myron Pickledick, who died under mysterious circumstances. During prohibition years the family ran a low end speakeasy that specialized in Canadian Whiskey distilled in the Pickledick's toilet. Several unfortunate people were caused to go blind by the bad hooch but the police were unable to trace the bad booze to the Pickledicks. This forced the Pickledicks to abandon bootlegging and switch to selling meat. After the war there was a glut of horse meat due to massive scale down of military use of horses and many that didn't end up in the glue factory, found their way to American's dinner tables. With a few spices and creative cuts and voila' there we have Genoa salami, trulli pastrami or an assortment of flavorful briskets all made from the haunches of Mr. Ed.
This cheap meat with high profit margins allowed the business to thrive. When the meat became rancid, more spices was the cure. The store scales were cleverly rigged adding an additional 24% to every sale. The family had a well-oiled machine and with their connections in city government, they paid no taxes, although over the years they made many highly publicized donations to various charities no one ever audited.
As a fixture in the local community for so many years it came as a shock, when on November 23rd 2020 Roy Lebowitz failed to open the store. Patrol officers were called to the location for a safety check. They had to break in and they found Liebowitz hanging by his balls from a meat hook in the freezer. The police are still investigating.



he New York City Diamond District is located in Midtown Manhattan, specifically on West 47th Street between Fifth Avenue and Sixth Avenue and there we find Gotham Gem Exchange. A family owned jewelry wholesaler in business for 5 generations. The proprietor, Jerry Saperstein was an odd looking jew to say the least. Barely 5 ft tall and tipping the scales at nearly 400 pounds he was a comical sight to behold. Jerry also possessed the largest hook-nose proboscis seen in all NYC. In spite of Jerry's cartoonish appearance he commanded respect among the tribe for his shrewd business dealings and the way he wore his yarmulke at a jaunty angle.
Then on that fateful day of March 30th the doorbell and security camera announced 65 year old Hattie Joy Wiggins was stopping by for her monthly inventory replenishment. Hattie was the biggest retailer in Harlem for decades. Her clients consisted of some of the biggest names in the music industry. Mostly rap artists who would typically drop $100,000-$200,000 or more at Hattie's store.
Of course Jerry had been pawning off his most substandard rocks and overpriced gold to Hattie, but she didn't mind because Jerry was an expert flatterer and he always had a cold can of grape soda and tray of Twinkies to give her.
But on this day, something was different. Hattie looked disheveled and she was staring at the floor and mumbling under her breath. Jerry asked her was something wrong? That's when Hattie went into her pocketbook and pulled out a snub nose 38 revolver, aimed and put a bullet between Jerry's eyes.
 
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