hehehe

https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/453730410740842496/486623276550979594/8450d0c7-9a3b-47ea-824d-dbaeff69e2c8.jpg

https://twitter.com/eugenegu/status/1037063912896643072?s=19
We live in a society

Eugenes are weird

@🛠 CommunistGod 🛠 well shit

every single person I know is a white supremacist

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We are

Whites aren't accepted by any other race so why should whites accept any other race

I want Abrahamic superiority

I guess if you work for China you don't care

Ching chong motherfucker

<@475171861181759488> johnny johnny

you're welcome

johnny

is she native american

hmmm

totally not white right

real native American

Maybe Cherokee or blackfoot

more like

mongoloid

I know somebody who's 1% Indian but he's got a tribe card and applied to college as an Indian

A tale of 3 acts

lol

no

Blocked

Twitter screenshots aren't memes

>anime pfp

>degenerate

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One Cuil = One level of abstraction away from the reality of a situation.

Example: You ask me for a Hamburger.

1 Cuil: if you asked me for a hamburger, and I gave you a raccoon.

2 Cuils: If you asked me for a hamburger, but it turns out I don't really exist. Where I was originally standing, a picture of a hamburger rests on the ground.

3 Cuils: You awake as a hamburger. You start screaming only to have special sauce fly from your lips. The world is in sepia.

4 Cuils: Why are we speaking German? A mime cries softly as he cradles a young cow. Your grandfather stares at you as the cow falls apart into patties. You look down only to see me with pickles for eyes, I am singing the song that gives birth to the universe.

5 Cuils: You ask for a hamburger, I give you a hamburger. You raise it to your lips and take a bite. Your eye twitches involuntarily. Across the street a father of three falls down the stairs. You swallow and look down at the hamburger in your hands. I give you a hamburger. You swallow and look down at the hamburger in your hands. You cannot swallow. There are children at the top of the stairs. A pickle shifts uneasily under the bun. I give you a hamburger. You look at my face, and I am pleading with you. The children are crying now. You raise the hamburger to your lips, tears stream down your face as you take a bite. I give you a hamburger. You are on your knees. You plead with me to go across the street. I hear only children's laughter. I give you a hamburger. You are screaming as you fall down the stairs. I am your child. You cannot see anything. You take a bite of the hamburger. The concrete rushes up to meet you. You awake with a start in your own bed. Your eye twitches involuntarily. I give you a hamburger. As you kill me, I do not make a sound. I give you a hamburger.