BF has recently turned off guest viewing at Bastard Factory because he's hawkishly conservative and a 7 foot tall Lurch-ish little bitch who is fixated on our traffic numbers and very sad about his (as well as the size of his penor)

 

Sorry, I can't...

Watched the preview and went "not Ethan Hawke and Julia Fucking Roberts again!!"...

But I persevered...




UNTIL I SAW BARRACK AND MICHELLE OBAMA IN THE PRODUCER CREDITS AND WENT

FUCK

YOU.

Fuck Barry and Big Mike.

Fuck Julia Roberts and Ethan Hawke...

Just watched "How the Gringo Stole Christmas" with comedian George Lopez.

He plays the patriarch of an immigrant family to East LA whose very American daughter returns home with her very white computer game designer bf.

Leif gets called Gringo on numerous occasions and the movie is light-hearted and touching at times. The rest of the family accepts him....except Lopez.

Until he does eventually...

My problem is that if anyone is a Gringo, it's everyone in Lopez's family bar his American born daughter and her bf Leif.

I've wrongly been called a Gringo in many a nation too and on the few occasions I've met an immigrant Mexican family to Australia, I only used the term once... because the parents were pieces of shit....and technically, they were gringos. 

If another restaurant with a listed number in the phone book or their website refuses to answer the phone once I've paid for an order online and for delivery, I'm putting a brick in the bag, duct taping said bag to my bullbar, and driving into said fictional places.

What the fuck?

Service + Delivery fees?

What's the fucking difference between going to a counter, ordering, you waiting longer than one should wait... as opposed to them getting a digital order paid upfront, with a delivery address to boot?

It fucking does my head in, yet... when I call these assorted and listed numbers, they're barely ever up to date...and even then, straight to Voicemail (they never return your call no matter how polite you are), or just a beep beep beep beep nothing burger.



I'm over it completely now.. these motherfuckers do whatever they fucking please. There's no truth in advertising anymore. They are scum.

I will be 100% cooking for myself here on in.

Fuck them.

Die die die die an extremely public financial death, I say.

I mean what's the fucking service between plopping something into a fucking paper bag and then getting some smelly Indian or Pakistani to drop it off at your house 5-55 minutes AFTER YOU ORDERED even if they're a 3-4 minute trip away?

Shit is never warm... drinks never very cold... hell, half the time these invalid drivers manage to tip over the drinks, which flow into the food bags, which break just as you're entering your door and they're 200 metres up the road..

The one time I caught one of these lazy fuckers trying to drop food off without entering the property gates or placing the food higher than where the young pup on the chain could very quickly get to it, I ran out to his car...threw my hands up in the air and said "what, the fuck, are you doing?"

He called me racist because of that.

Some import coward afraid of hard work and puppies called me racist.

So, yeah... then... I was as racist as FUCK. He's giving me the bird... I'm charging his car.... making little dick gestures at him with my fingers... then he went off in a racist tirade against Aussies... and I had to stop him because I ain't racist, Aussie, or prone to letting room temperature cumin skins talk shit.

https://www.wnd.com/2023/11/equity-scheme-backfires-men-replace-women-corporate-boards/

Take that, cunts! 

Why is @Cronus 's name in tard red? 

Except, he'll only make it from the taint areas of gay bathhouse Y front underwear which he combines in a blender with a pinch of sugar, and the contents of used frangers.

No stick.

Joe uses his fingers.

WW3... (a hot war instead of the decades long cold war that's festered and been fought semi-softly)

I say the Christmas Holidays...

What say youse?

Taking bets...

Suggest prize ideas too..

But I seem to be getting pulled into doing so through work more and more.

It's exciting yet terrifying at the same time.

I've heard stories from my boss and others about when a fire turns quickly, gets fanned by new winds, and suddenly it's not 3-20 kilometres away, it's exploding on top of you... and you can't survive getting out of the machinery... you must stay in... unless it's definitely on fire.

Every day is new exciting... lol

In Australia up till 65 years ago:

https://www.bitchute.com/video/pNNr4xtuSNJM/

@caskur

https://twitter.com/i/status/1706234295721787402

Pics of Flynn's grotesque Mumbai street scurrying feets...

Ewwwww...

https://www.bitchute.com/video/eWTXDbZdRyO9/

Lulz...

https://www.bitchute.com/video/opR4nZNHHs1M/

 

    

Quote"It is literally a new vaccine, it is not a booster shot, it is not an enhancer. It is a new vaccine designed to attack the new variants,"

Quote"Thank you for getting vaccinated in the past, but that is not protecting you today," 

FUCK THAT STUPID CUNT in both ear canals... that retarded bitch is out of her tree as well as gourd... there's 100,000 roos loose in her top paddock.

There's motherfucking rocks in her head and her skull has been ridden hard then put up wet.

 

https://www.bitchute.com/video/5ZbajntGrSRq/

https://www.bitchute.com/video/pX9TCTXO5kug/


  

No action figurines in strapped sacks!

Just figures of action strapping sacks!

 

So much fun... especially the jab junkies who pretend they never got repeatedly violated by tiny pricks. 

These programmers are constantly infusing a very small portion of society into EVERY FUCKING movie and series, while also making historical fiction reverse raced.

JUST FUCK OFF, I say...

What they're doing is very transparent and insidious.

How about they produce a remake of Roots with an almost entire cast of carrot tops,frat boys and sorority girls, Appalachian coal miners, and whites that couldn't run fast enough from approaching masts on the ocean horizon along the northern European coast?

Yeah, nah... fuck modern movies and series.

***spit***