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Murdoch Chan, 07:44 20.04-19
Your Kike desert God has no place here heathen the one true way to imortallity is to die in glorius battle only then can you enter the gates of Valhalla and sit by the right hand of our lord and saviour Adolf Hitler.
David lane, 07:42 20.04-19
We must secure the existence of our people and a future for white children.
Adolf Hitler, 07:36 20.04-19
What we must fight for is to safeguard the existence and reproduction of our race and our people, the sustenance of our children and the purity of our blood, the freedom and independence of the fatherland, so that our people may mature for the fulfillment of the mission allotted it by the creator of the universe. Every thought and every idea, every doctrine and all knowledge, must serve this purpose. And everything must be examined from this point of view and used or rejected according to its utility.
Oh shit, 07:34 20.04-19
I spend 5 hours masturbating before my prostate exams. I edge, and edge and edge, until a butterfly sneezing on my taint could bring me to orgasm. I tactfully shuffle my way down to the doctor's office and when he lubes up I nearly cum every time. But I've trained my keggle muscles enough to the point where I can hold in Mount Vesuvius' wrath. Then as soon as he puts the smallest bit of pressure on my prostate I unleash with the fury of a lion hunting its prey. As the room gets covered in my hot sticky juices the doctor looks on disgusted and leaves the room. I always go to a hospital far away from where I live to get it so that I don't have to go in for surgery under the doctor that I busted to. Best thing is we have free healthcare here, so the doctor gets me off and it's covered by taxpayers. That's my fetish.
Meme Farmer, 17:46 05.03-19
Free Kekistan from cuck opression Shadilay brothers Shaidilay!!!! REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Johanna, 17:42 05.03-19
Hb is better
Chad, 17:41 05.03-19
I can't stand all these fucking soyboys and their Buzzfeed bullshit God REEEEEEEEEEE
/pol/, 17:35 05.03-19
We must ensure the existence of the White race
Gay boy, 17:32 05.03-19
I have always enjoyed homosexual activity with my genderfluid furry partner
olaola borabora, 07:29 05.03-19
i miss playing skyrim x
RICHARD, 07:04 05.03-19
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Trolls, 06:54 05.03-19
You have been raided by 4chan submit
Mike pence, 06:53 05.03-19
The alarms blared and whirled. “CODE RED!” “CODE RED!” They screamed. Michael Richard Pence, Vice President of the United States of America, flung his paperwork in the air, adrenaline instantly coursing through his veins at the sound of the ominous alarms. Could it be? he thought. Has the time finally come? With out a second thought, Michael left his office, running through corridor after corridor of the White House. This moment was what he had trained for. All of his planning, all of his damned waiting, it was for this. Oh God...how he had waited. He burst through Oval Office doors, drenched in fatigue and his heart pounding with agonizing hope. Inside the room he saw exactly what he had longed for- Michaels rock, his anchor, his Mr. President. “Mr. President” Michael said, his heart fluttering with anticipation. “You called for me?” Mr. President spread his legs open wide like a papaya, ready to be feasted upon at any given time. Waiting- no aching to be eaten ravenously. “SUCKY COCKY COCKY!” Mr. President wailed. Michael nearly sank to the floor as his legs wobbled. His now stiff cock whispered in his ear like an all-knowing worm. It knew what he desired in his heart of hearts. Oh, how is withered and tangled in the mechanisms of his mind. “I-I-I...thought you’d never ask.” Michael said, licking his lips. “I’ve waited so-“ “SUCKY....COCKY!!” Screeched the little orange man. “AND DO THE VOICE!!!!Michaels face went red. He smiled bashfully. This is why he loved his president. The initiative, the drive, the confidence, the sheer command and dominance in his voice...it was everything that turned Michael on. He would sucky Mr. Presidents cocky cocky. Oh, that he would. “Of couwse Mr. Pwesident.” He goo’d and ga’d. “I would do anytwing fowr you.” And like that, Michaels massive schlong flung from his zipper, breaking free of the zippers. Mr. President stared, his little mouth open wide with amazement. Michael pounced, tearing off Mr. President clothes and revealing the beautiful body that lay beneath. He caressed the thick, orange strands of chest hair as he ran his finger along the cellulite of Mr. Presidents thick legs. Papaya and cottage cheese all in one day? This really is a treat, Michael thought smugly. “You wike dat Mr. Pwesident?” “SAY THE WORDS!!!” Mr. President blubbered in between thrusts. Michael pushed in “Make Amewica Gweat Again” he whispered softly into the hollering orangutans ear. “HARDER! LOUDER!!” Screamed Mr. President. “Vewy vewy wich.” One thrust. “Gwobal wawming is a mwyth.” Second thrust. “Hiwwary Cwinton is a nasty woman.” Third thrust. “Fox Newssssss.” Another thrust, and another, AND ANOTHER. “NEEEEEEAAAAHHHHHH” Howled an orgasming Mr. President, his juices flying around the Oval Office like fighter jet planes. Michael felt himself about to cum too. “GAWD ALMWIGHTY!” He groaned as he came, his throbbing cock wrapping around Mr. Presidents own worm like the lover he was. “WAHHH WAHHH!” Mr. President cried. Of course! Michael thought. Mr. President always likes to be cradled after a good fucking. He picked up the crying man from the table, still naked and covered in semen from head to toe. “Don’t cwy, don’t cwy” Michael whispered, and dabbed Mr. Presidents eyes with a napkin. Slowly, Mr. Presidents little eyes drifted off into sweet, sweet dream land.
Steve Harvey, 06:49 05.03-19
Steve Harvey: "What is something two consenting adults do in a bed without clothes?" Contestant: "Sex" Steve Harvey: stumbles backward and falls, his consciousness fading: "Oh baby Jesus" gets back up unsteadily and soaked in sweat and vigorously slams the table "y'all are messed up" bashes head against the table With blood covering his face, he manages, "survey says:" Sex comes up as #1. Steve lets out a blood curdling scream, then starts hobbling off set. 30 seconds later, a gunshot echoes throughout the studio, silencing all laughter. After a few minutes, a production member comes out and announces the show will continue with him as the host, to uproarious applause. New Host: "Name something that makes a man's voice deep." Contestant, smirking: "Crown Jewels" Beads of sweat form on the new host's head. For several minutes, he merely stares at the contestant, who is grinning from her answer. Then, in a fit of primal rage, he pulls out a pair of scissors and starts stabbing the contestant to death. For 3 minutes, the new host screams as he plunges the scissors in and out of the now lifeless contestant's body. After his final stab, he gets up, covered in blood, and says in a horrifyingly calm voice... "Survey says:" crown jewels comes up as #1 The new host starts screaming an unbearable scream, then runs to the off set, returning a minute later with a blood splatttered pistol. He begins his scream again, going for 2 minutes with the gun pointed at his head, stopping only when the second gunshot of the night goes off. As the new host's insides come flying out and his body is flung to the floor, the theme song starts playing, zooming out on the now empty studio. Only the dead body of the new host remains in the middle of the stage, serving a reminder of the cost of the Feud.
gay boy(boards.4channel.org/mu/thread/86299656), 06:33 05.03-19
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