Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Dykeface Cunt Bitch



     This lipless apparition of deranged man-hating evil is Kristine Sink, s-i-n-k, Sink, rhymes with cunt. She is a guard in a prison somewhere in the US, I can't be bothered looking it up right now.
   She has a problem with men living in concrete holding tanks looking at porn. Let me clarify that: it's not the living in concrete holding tanks that bothers her; it's that they are looking at porn while they are in there that has her in a fury.
   So she managed to put a stop to it by doing what all dykes do, threatening to sue, since the courts all bow down to dykes because they yell and scream and spit like enraged Muslims when they don't get their way and no one apparently has the energy or the know-how to either ignore them or beat the shit out of them; which is apparently what dykes enjoy since they all seem to go out of their way to invite a beating. Which of course just makes them worse and makes you feel like shit. It's all very demonic, but no one seems to want to look at that either.
   So she got the porn movies thrown out and now all the prisoners throw shit at her and jack off in front of her.
   And now she doesnt like that either.
   You just can't please women.
   Or men with vaginas.
   That twat between their legs apparently has a lot of brain-eating enzymes in it that make you stupid and angry.
   It doesn't take Sigmund Freud to understand why she wanted to work in a mens prison in the first place "cause prison is where all men belong" is the mantra of the angry dykes. I'll say this about fags, first of all they dress nicer than dykes do, PLUS they are a lot more pleasant than dykes. Fags are always ready with a small dish of pastries or candies when you come over. Dykes just look at you and sneer when you come over or else ignore you altogether and can't wait for you to leave. They're just rude people. Fags are only rude to you if you don't notice the new curtains. And then it's not even rudeness, they just cry a bit and pout and you have to prop them up emotionally and take them to a nice antique shop or to an Indian restaurant. I'm sure you know all this.

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