Yeah like Ethiopia, they are getting swarmed right now
https://www.brighteon.com/0ccf7078-fdf5-44e6-8245-237707ed4383
You got all that space in Mexico, how about some refugees
You know it's going to be 10 times worse for fatties having their food supplies all of a sudden just cut off.
Your fat bodies aren't going to cope. You need to be more like Nancy. That b***h could live on the smell of an oily rag.
you dont want to be a complete fatass, but you also dont want to be a complete musclehead. The situation you just presented is actually only true for muscleheads because they wont be able to get enough calories to sustain their unnatural bodies. Their bodies will literally start to cannibalize themselves because their metabolism is so high from the unnatural, excess muscle. Fatties will be better off because bodies start to eat fat before it eats your muscle.
This. I've got a ton of food and water stored, but if it runs out I won't need to seek out calories, I'm literally wearing hundreds of thousands of them.
SHTF is just gonna be me in my apartment surrounded by guns and books catching up on my reading by candlelight and occasionally listening to my handcrank radio for any news or updates.
https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.sciencefocus.com/the-human-body/who-would-die-first-of-starvation-a-fat-or-a-thin-person/amp/
Here you go amerifats.
Enjoy the heart attack when you starve to death.
She's aged poorly from bad diet and the extreme radiation of california's sunshine. Her skin lacks the proper amount of melanin to counteract the effects, causing signs of aging to appear at an earlier age. Her vaccination status is also probably a factor in her looking like Smeegle from Lord of the fricking Rings.
No her and her real life boyfriend (the guy that plays Jonathan) are drug addicts
A few years ago he got busted for having cocaine and there was talk about him being banned from the United States but that never happened
She looked best in season one and now she is like the girl Pam from meet the fockers who ruined her looks from her drug use
It's for people that have burnt out their pleasure centers of their brains. They do blow to take it to the next level, burn it out there then the only thing after that is opiates. A lot of people who die of erotic asphyxiation are opiate addicts who can't sense the pleasure of an orgasm and they try that to feel a big O again.
I've done coke a few times, its nice. If I could afford it I'd probably do it every day too. Its nothing spectacular and there are way better highs than coke can give, but its a very pleasurable experience and it just makes everything better. Thats why everybody and their mothers were doing it during the entire 19th and 20th centuries. Its also "relatively" safe if youre not a moronic person who does way too much too often.
Terrible advice. I did coke for about 6 months and it utterly and permanently destroyed the inside of my nose forever.
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Anonymous
I didnt give any advice you moron. I also said its relatively safe if you don't do too much too often, which you very clearly did. Youre exactly the type of person that cocaine is not for. have a nice day moron.
For the price its utterly garbage, there are way better drugs out there that are more fun, less harming to the body and not as expensive. Examples like lsd, shrooms, salvia, amphetamines.
2 years ago
Anonymous
I did salvia twice and it was the most intense high I have ever experienced, more so than mushrooms or lsd.
2 years ago
Anonymous
try it on shrooms or lsd sometime, it's
fricking amazing.
2 years ago
Anonymous
I have no desire to revisit salvia my dude. I only did it a second time looking for a different experience and it was almost the exact same hell trip.
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Anonymous
Yeah I agree, amphetamines are way more euphoric than cocaine. But I do like how cocaine doesn't give me anxiety at all, it only makes me feel confident and strong. Amps, even pure adderall not mixed with shit, get me jittery and anxious. Cocaine just gives me a calm, clean high.
>Her skin lacks the proper amount of melanin to counteract the effects
I honeslty believe that the solution here is for her to get more melanin-laden DNA in her body.
People in the first world will have to pay a bit more for food. That's it. It's mainly the people in sub-Saharan Africa who are truly fricked. 300-400 million will die of starvation within the next couple years
>buying more ammo >expanding my garden (realistically will only supplement my family’s diet, could never life off of it) >bought an inflatable zodiac and motor that I use to drop crab and prawn traps >can identify all the local good edible plants and mushrooms >have a decent prep including things like snare wire >identified friendly neighbours who are in the know and prep, we chat about things and I’m building a good support network
I recently wrote and an essay about how "Stranger Things" is an allegory for White genocide. I will present an extract of it for you now:
"Mike is an ineffectual sissy and a likely stand-in for Nordic peoples. William is hinted at as being gay, so it’s no real surprise that he is the first one to be taken over by the mind flayer. In light of their degenerate behavior with each other, Lucas and Max are sure expressions of Western insanity and also the Freudian “Death Wish”, especially when contrasted to the tense but normative relationship dynamic of Mike/ El/ Hopper. I don’t know what the frick Dustin represents. Polish people, maybe? I’ll have to get back to you on that one. Nancy and Johnathon are also degenerate, but because there’s no miscegenation going on there, we have to view their stupid romance and superfluous storyline in the context of the Western cultural revolution: women’s rights, sexual liberation, the emasculation of men, etc. All of it – ALL OF IT – is right there to see. Nancy needs to be the big, strong, angle-faced woman that solves every crime and breaks down every barrier, all while cheating on her boyfriend with an effete looking, socially awkward moron who, by the way, is so fricking emo he listens to the Clash and carries a camera around with him to spy on cool kids. I mean, I know they’re a couple in real life, but how is anyone going to believe that she left giga-chad Steve Harrington to ride femboy wiener? Maybe because she was plied with liquor and promises of victory by that israelite conspiracy nut? Actually, now that I think about it, that’s pretty good. Yes. Yes, of course! She was roped into to becoming a prostitute by a godless Semite, just like women in the porn industry are today! Nancy doesn’t simply represent feminism… she represents the failure of feminism – feminism taken to its logical conclusion! Nancy is a degraded porn bawd!"
I'm fat, plenty of latent fuel. Longest fast I've done is 7 days. Depressed though so alcohol has made me fat and lack of care for future. I pity those who need 3 meals a day plus snacks in between. They'll lose their shit trying to maintain. Set up my ice bath using an old chest freezer (500L) and started wim hof breathing again to try and overcome my stagnation. Have half a cow I ordered from local farmer sitting in other freezer. Lots of healthy grass fed beef.
Is this a shoop? What the frick kind of body type is this and she looks like a 50 year old alcoholic chain smoking British dude or slag with thinning hair. Kek wtf
No it's 100% unfiltered her from Glastonbury in England last month.
Despite what some homosexual for a xTedTalk says Humans need protein from meat to stay healthy and fit. It is complete bullshit myth that we only lived on nuts and herbs.
Greta looks like a chubby prepubescent 10 year old girl, a Downs syndrome moron, and a middle aged drunk man all at the same time.
These women have sadly destroyed there bodies and health with this no-meat lifestyles.
Is this a shoop? What the frick kind of body type is this and she looks like a 50 year old alcoholic chain smoking British dude or slag with thinning hair. Kek wtf
taking advantage of my local food banks and buying what i can. just got 3 lbs of tobacco and 1500 cigarette tubes and 20 lighters. tomorrow getting a few jugs of bleach and vinegar and a thing of iodine, some jars of tang and some salt (iodized, table and kosher) and dried chilis. maybe a few things of tang/lemonade/gatorade
That reminds me that I also started growing cannabis last summer. I don’t smoke but I preserved a bunch and gave the rest away to neighbours. I just like the plant and wanted to try it and I figured it would be an easy way to do favours for the neighbours who get high. They really appreciated it.
I’m a good neighbour because that’s who I am but since the pandemic I’ve been consciously cultivating good ties with everyone, identifying and categorizing them according to needs/wants/abilities and encouraging a good community feeling.
Most Canadians tolerate child sex grooming in their schools and public institutions. I'm afraid if I get to know my neighbours too much I'll be tempted to violence.
I do the same as you. Plus make vodka and meat, eggs and vegetables and berries etc. Haven't given the marijuana out though. That's my secret weapon.
Once pedos are identified you get them high and drunk before removal.
By being 6 years ahead of normalgays. Learn now because if you make mistakes you’ll want to figure out solutions when shit isn’t hitting the fan. Take the beekeeping pill, thank me later
Eating people.
Will be hard as i live in America so I guess it's back to breaking and entering while people sleep.
Can't use your gun if you're asleep I guess.
I would only do that to some real vile people, like Soros, Rothschilds, Turdeau, Barbara Spectre Lerner, Angela Merkel, Macron, Bonniers, Robin DeAngelo and some more.
>anon steps on one of my many bear traps >gets his butthole blown out the second I wake up from his screaming >is forced on dangerous levels of estrogen with the others who tried to break in or walk on my property
>What are you doing to prep for the inevtable food shortages?
Pretending my repeated failed attempts at losing weight will eventually save my ass and convince myself that there really will be a food shortage, which I will get through by fasting instead of just spending a whole lot more money on food.
Listen well unto me, fellow architect, and I will tell thee the way of the feeder.
It begins with an athlete. It must. You cannot do this with someone who is unfit, physically or genetically. Nor can you do it with a prostitute. You cannot paint a masterpiece on a canvas that already has paint on it. It must be blank. Clean. Waiting to be drawn upon. What is the perfect block of granite to carve your Statue of David? She is fit. She enjoys activity. She enjoys life. That last part is key. She will not just make a loyal wife, but she has the potential to truly embrace her nature as a woman. That is the key. A broken or maladjusted woman who hates life will hate the process. She will fight and struggle against instincts that an athlete trusts.
It begins with the first grazing at the buffet. Her appetite will increase. Her libido will fluctuate with her hunger pains. Her body will undergo a second puberty as she fills out in all directions with fat, the metamorphosis from girlishness to womanhood. In this state, you may begin the feeding and caring process. Continually encourage her and take care of her needs. Reassure her that her desires for infinite laziness and endless food are inevitable and natural. Frick her like it’s her last frick, and yours, and fill her up from both ends. Double her portions. Feed her until she complains about it, then tell her she’s never looked better and offer her more. Rub her feet. Rub her belly. Massage every square inch with lotions, oils, and restorative powders. It’s all part of the process. This is a journey for both of you. Enjoy it. Some appetites come naturally. Others are taught. For the man, this feeding and doting is a natural appetite. It is part of your instincts. For the woman, it is a flavor she did not know she craved until you gave her a little taste of it. The good girl takes well to it. Teach her the appetites of the tradwhale. Show her the pleasures of being your tradwhale.
As she swells larger and larger, softer and softer, heavier and heavier, make sure you accommodate your artwork with appropriate accoutrements. As she grows out of her old clothes, encourage her to switch to sundresses, baby tees, and sweat pants, all easy access clothing items that also permit unchecked expansion and painless growth. Discourage the use of underwear for easier access. To avoid bruises, abrasions, and sores, oil or lotion will need to be rubbed into her skin, especially her thighs, stomach, and boobs. Volunteer your services, and enjoy the view. Spoil her enormous belly with kisses. What you lose in calories, you gain in watching her find them again.
Convince her to stay at home and move as little possible. When she insists on waddling somewhere, go with her. Follow behind and appreciate the view. Offer her a helpful shoulder to lean on when she starts to pant and wheeze. Tell her how much you love her when she finally plops back down on the toilet. Bend her over the bathroom sink and prove it. Enjoy the greatest mark of progress with your art: being able to see and caress the pale soft bottom of her belly from behind as she bends over and presents herself, mewling for your attention. The visible-from-behind underbelly is a milestone. A beautiful soft vision poking out from behind the full moon. Indulge in some astronomy. Stargazing is a gentleman’s hobby.
By the time she has completely accepted her purpose as your feedee, the whole system is largely self-sustaining. You are now merely along for the ride, helping to maintain the habits and behaviors you have set in motion. Years and years of gorging and napping, loounging and moonching, combined with your personal attention and constant enabling, has at least quadrupled the capacity of her stomach, and ruined her ability to know when she is full. Far from feeling pain when she is pushing her limits at dinner time, now her only way of knowing she has overeaten is the drunken and slightly hazy pleasure that being stuffed to the gills brings her. She no longer needs encouragement to eat herself to the point of needing to be helped out of her chair. Stuffed to bursting is her new normal. She can no longer discern the difference between too much and just enough. There is no such thing as too much. She is merely a vacuum for any food and every food all of the time. Obesity and yummy pleasures and idle luxuriousness, inexorably linked to happiness, contentment, and sexual ecstasy.
Her brain, having marinated for years in fast food, your cum, and the pleasures that indulgence in food can bring, will have irreversibly changed for the better. She cannot go back to her formerly athletic self. She does not want to. She would refuse to do so even if she could. Her incredibly obese and beautiful body brings her happiness. Being fattened up and taken care of has fulfilled her basest and most instinctive needs as a woman. Your unswerving lust and complete focus on her has brought her contentment. She no longer needs the validation of the skinnies. She seeks validation from you, her husband. You alone are the arbiter of her sexuality. Her gain ends only when you say it ends, which is never. Her body is what you have made of it, quite literally. Her beauty is in the eye of the artist who brought his vision into reality.
And this is the true secret of the art of feeding. Blobwifeys are not born. They are MADE. The journey is just as pleasurable and desirable as the destination. There is no better slampiggy than the slampiggy who was once an athlete. Overflowing oceans of rolls upon rolls upon rolls, coupled with a volleyball player’s habits pertaining to staying competitive. They will serve her well as she learns the rewards of indulging in the instincts and cravings of a true glutton. She does not need to be taught these appetites. They merely need to be awoken within her.
Feed her until she cannot move. Frick her until she forgets her own name. Fill her to bursting. She is a woman, and she will only ever know true happiness when she is Infinifat, stuffed from both ends with food and wiener. Her instincts compel her to devour everything in sight, just as your instincts compel you to feed her more. A perfect match.
Be warned: architecture is not just a kink, no mere indulgence for lesser men or for unworthy fatties. To be a feeder is to be called to something greater, something higher, nay, something heavier than oneself. It is a holy rite meant only for the chosen few to pursue and to achieve. If and when I see you on the street with your prized possession waddling by your side, I will give you the based bro nod, knowing that you have achieved pure bliss in this life and the next. Amen.
>The visible-from-behind underbelly is a milestone. A beautiful soft vision poking out from behind the full moon. Indulge in some astronomy. Stargazing is a gentleman’s hobby.
Absolutely.
As she swells larger and larger, softer and softer, heavier and heavier, make sure you accommodate your artwork with appropriate accoutrements. As she grows out of her old clothes, encourage her to switch to sundresses, baby tees, and sweat pants, all easy access clothing items that also permit unchecked expansion and painless growth. Discourage the use of underwear for easier access. To avoid bruises, abrasions, and sores, oil or lotion will need to be rubbed into her skin, especially her thighs, stomach, and boobs. Volunteer your services, and enjoy the view. Spoil her enormous belly with kisses. What you lose in calories, you gain in watching her find them again.
Convince her to stay at home and move as little possible. When she insists on waddling somewhere, go with her. Follow behind and appreciate the view. Offer her a helpful shoulder to lean on when she starts to pant and wheeze. Tell her how much you love her when she finally plops back down on the toilet. Bend her over the bathroom sink and prove it. Enjoy the greatest mark of progress with your art: being able to see and caress the pale soft bottom of her belly from behind as she bends over and presents herself, mewling for your attention. The visible-from-behind underbelly is a milestone. A beautiful soft vision poking out from behind the full moon. Indulge in some astronomy. Stargazing is a gentleman’s hobby.
As she swells larger and larger, softer and softer, heavier and heavier, make sure you accommodate your artwork with appropriate accoutrements. As she grows out of her old clothes, encourage her to switch to sundresses, baby tees, and sweat pants, all easy access clothing items that also permit unchecked expansion and painless growth. Discourage the use of underwear for easier access. To avoid bruises, abrasions, and sores, oil or lotion will need to be rubbed into her skin, especially her thighs, stomach, and boobs. Volunteer your services, and enjoy the view. Spoil her enormous belly with kisses. What you lose in calories, you gain in watching her find them again.
Convince her to stay at home and move as little possible. When she insists on waddling somewhere, go with her. Follow behind and appreciate the view. Offer her a helpful shoulder to lean on when she starts to pant and wheeze. Tell her how much you love her when she finally plops back down on the toilet. Bend her over the bathroom sink and prove it. Enjoy the greatest mark of progress with your art: being able to see and caress the pale soft bottom of her belly from behind as she bends over and presents herself, mewling for your attention. The visible-from-behind underbelly is a milestone. A beautiful soft vision poking out from behind the full moon. Indulge in some astronomy. Stargazing is a gentleman’s hobby.
They are out there anon. Go forth and search for the prize piggy that shall adorn your farm. I had to search far and wide before I finally found one worthy of my attentions. Many blobs and piggies went through my hands, and more than a few have fond memories to this day of being spit roasted by my wiener. However, the one and only true blobwife has surrendered her body and her life to me to fatten as I please.
Have fun with the slampigs, but always look out for the diehard feedee who proves herself worthy of you.
As she swells larger and larger, softer and softer, heavier and heavier, make sure you accommodate your artwork with appropriate accoutrements. As she grows out of her old clothes, encourage her to switch to sundresses, baby tees, and sweat pants, all easy access clothing items that also permit unchecked expansion and painless growth. Discourage the use of underwear for easier access. To avoid bruises, abrasions, and sores, oil or lotion will need to be rubbed into her skin, especially her thighs, stomach, and boobs. Volunteer your services, and enjoy the view. Spoil her enormous belly with kisses. What you lose in calories, you gain in watching her find them again.
Convince her to stay at home and move as little possible. When she insists on waddling somewhere, go with her. Follow behind and appreciate the view. Offer her a helpful shoulder to lean on when she starts to pant and wheeze. Tell her how much you love her when she finally plops back down on the toilet. Bend her over the bathroom sink and prove it. Enjoy the greatest mark of progress with your art: being able to see and caress the pale soft bottom of her belly from behind as she bends over and presents herself, mewling for your attention. The visible-from-behind underbelly is a milestone. A beautiful soft vision poking out from behind the full moon. Indulge in some astronomy. Stargazing is a gentleman’s hobby.
By the time she has completely accepted her purpose as your feedee, the whole system is largely self-sustaining. You are now merely along for the ride, helping to maintain the habits and behaviors you have set in motion. Years and years of gorging and napping, loounging and moonching, combined with your personal attention and constant enabling, has at least quadrupled the capacity of her stomach, and ruined her ability to know when she is full. Far from feeling pain when she is pushing her limits at dinner time, now her only way of knowing she has overeaten is the drunken and slightly hazy pleasure that being stuffed to the gills brings her. She no longer needs encouragement to eat herself to the point of needing to be helped out of her chair. Stuffed to bursting is her new normal. She can no longer discern the difference between too much and just enough. There is no such thing as too much. She is merely a vacuum for any food and every food all of the time. Obesity and yummy pleasures and idle luxuriousness, inexorably linked to happiness, contentment, and sexual ecstasy.
Her brain, having marinated for years in fast food, your cum, and the pleasures that indulgence in food can bring, will have irreversibly changed for the better. She cannot go back to her formerly athletic self. She does not want to. She would refuse to do so even if she could. Her incredibly obese and beautiful body brings her happiness. Being fattened up and taken care of has fulfilled her basest and most instinctive needs as a woman. Your unswerving lust and complete focus on her has brought her contentment. She no longer needs the validation of the skinnies. She seeks validation from you, her husband. You alone are the arbiter of her sexuality. Her gain ends only when you say it ends, which is never. Her body is what you have made of it, quite literally. Her beauty is in the eye of the artist who brought his vision into reality.
And this is the true secret of the art of feeding. Blobwifeys are not born. They are MADE. The journey is just as pleasurable and desirable as the destination. There is no better slampiggy than the slampiggy who was once an athlete. Overflowing oceans of rolls upon rolls upon rolls, coupled with a volleyball player’s habits pertaining to staying competitive. They will serve her well as she learns the rewards of indulging in the instincts and cravings of a true glutton. She does not need to be taught these appetites. They merely need to be awoken within her.
Feed her until she cannot move. Frick her until she forgets her own name. Fill her to bursting. She is a woman, and she will only ever know true happiness when she is Infinifat, stuffed from both ends with food and wiener. Her instincts compel her to devour everything in sight, just as your instincts compel you to feed her more. A perfect match.
Be warned: architecture is not just a kink, no mere indulgence for lesser men or for unworthy fatties. To be a feeder is to be called to something greater, something higher, nay, something heavier than oneself. It is a holy rite meant only for the chosen few to pursue and to achieve. If and when I see you on the street with your prized possession waddling by your side, I will give you the based bro nod, knowing that you have achieved pure bliss in this life and the next. Amen.
Well that's enough internet for me. Goodnight, lads!
>The visible-from-behind underbelly is a milestone. A beautiful soft vision poking out from behind the full moon. Indulge in some astronomy. Stargazing is a gentleman’s hobby.
Absolutely.
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Yes she is.
This is literally degusting and deserves to be stoned to death.
Im not really worried about it here in the US.
people have difficulty differentiating information. just because Africa or the Middle East starve doesn't mean we will.
inflation of food prices and shortages on exotic foods will be annoying but that isn't the same as not having food in the first place.
however it's always good to have a little bit stocked just in case.
Growing corn, figs, apples, mulberries, pomegranates, potatoes. Rain water harvesting. I have a mountain of wood chips in my front yard that draw in a multiple flocks of turkeys a few times a day and plenty of national forest land to hunt on for deer.
Imagine looking in the mirror, seeing this, saying "yep. my hair is done", and actually leaving the house.
idc what you think about Gen X, our womens' hair looked better by miles.
> the Taco Bell > the booze > the skipped gym days
It all makes sense
I need answers architect please help me. I have been trying to lose weight for 4 years at husband’s gentle request, he asks me to lose weight but feeds me portions the size of his and we drink and get fast food together. I gained 20 pounds when we got together and 50 when we got married. He still fricks me like when we were teenagers. Am I getting mind fricked or something?!
Do a pranic initiation. You will learn to live of live force that surrounds us. It is called eating the light. You will never need physical food or drinks ever again.
I bought a high power break over pellet rifle to hunt rats and small game. At my work we moved to a new building in downtown Baltimore and the outside is infested with rats the size of a small cat/medium kitten. I got that and a co2 pistol. I want to shoot the rats but I don't want anyone to call the police while I am working
i live in a city and already go like 5 days without food. seems ironic, like im playing Alone in a liberal city, starving of food, female, social connection. if you just turn the water on that i'd be feasting in the country
eating bugs
Señor de Basado
Hakuna Matata was a 90s psychic prep for bug eating.
Yeah like Ethiopia, they are getting swarmed right now
https://www.brighteon.com/0ccf7078-fdf5-44e6-8245-237707ed4383
You got all that space in Mexico, how about some refugees
I'm gonna steal his bugs
I'm gonna eat his potatoes
I'm gonna eat him
Mucho basado
Se acavo…
growing potatoes
boil 'em
mash 'em
Stick em in a israelite
jews are poison flesh. Perhaps only good for fertiliser, if that
i prefer frying 😀
Are those made in a airfryer ? If yes, how much oil do you really need to use ?
You've got yours alot closer together than mine. Is that how you're supposed to do it? This is my first time
Noice tatos mate
Woah bro. That will feed you for years!
Getting fatter
You know it's going to be 10 times worse for fatties having their food supplies all of a sudden just cut off.
Your fat bodies aren't going to cope. You need to be more like Nancy. That b***h could live on the smell of an oily rag.
Dude, fatties can drink electrolytes and live for a year. Get fat, c**t
This is true.
Google "Angus Barbieri" for the story of a dude who fasted for 382 days.
He's so fat in the first picture that he looks deracinated, like the Amerimutt. His eyes look chinky from all the fat.
those are the mirthful eyes of the food shortage survivor, before and after watching weightlets drop like flies around him
cucumbers have electrolytes. people look into sport drinks and overpriced supplements when all you need is a vegetable lol.
you dont want to be a complete fatass, but you also dont want to be a complete musclehead. The situation you just presented is actually only true for muscleheads because they wont be able to get enough calories to sustain their unnatural bodies. Their bodies will literally start to cannibalize themselves because their metabolism is so high from the unnatural, excess muscle. Fatties will be better off because bodies start to eat fat before it eats your muscle.
>actually only true for muscleheads
Wrong, so fricking wrong.
sweet argument bro, you totally owned me
explain how its wrong you frick
This is some next level cope, fatty. There is no situation where a non roiding fit person is less equipped to survive than an obese lard ass.
I'll eat Nancy.
>I'll eat Nancy
>only good for bone broth
Sounds like an underwhelming dinner.
This. I've got a ton of food and water stored, but if it runs out I won't need to seek out calories, I'm literally wearing hundreds of thousands of them.
SHTF is just gonna be me in my apartment surrounded by guns and books catching up on my reading by candlelight and occasionally listening to my handcrank radio for any news or updates.
Gonna be comfy as shit.
>I'm literally wearing hundreds of thousands of them.
Yeah that's not how that works.
That's literally how it works, moron.
https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.sciencefocus.com/the-human-body/who-would-die-first-of-starvation-a-fat-or-a-thin-person/amp/
Here you go amerifats.
Enjoy the heart attack when you starve to death.
Based, make sure you keep up with your vitamins. Think slow glide, not a crash.
Try getting in shape instead, Snorlax
Locating local preppers and planning raids
still would, reminds me of one of my friends mom
She's aged poorly from bad diet and the extreme radiation of california's sunshine. Her skin lacks the proper amount of melanin to counteract the effects, causing signs of aging to appear at an earlier age. Her vaccination status is also probably a factor in her looking like Smeegle from Lord of the fricking Rings.
They won't even need to recast her if they ever want to show them all grown up an older.
No her and her real life boyfriend (the guy that plays Jonathan) are drug addicts
A few years ago he got busted for having cocaine and there was talk about him being banned from the United States but that never happened
She looked best in season one and now she is like the girl Pam from meet the fockers who ruined her looks from her drug use
Dude, what's up with cocaine ? Why are people so desperate about it ?
It's for people that have burnt out their pleasure centers of their brains. They do blow to take it to the next level, burn it out there then the only thing after that is opiates. A lot of people who die of erotic asphyxiation are opiate addicts who can't sense the pleasure of an orgasm and they try that to feel a big O again.
I've done coke a few times, its nice. If I could afford it I'd probably do it every day too. Its nothing spectacular and there are way better highs than coke can give, but its a very pleasurable experience and it just makes everything better. Thats why everybody and their mothers were doing it during the entire 19th and 20th centuries. Its also "relatively" safe if youre not a moronic person who does way too much too often.
Terrible advice. I did coke for about 6 months and it utterly and permanently destroyed the inside of my nose forever.
I didnt give any advice you moron. I also said its relatively safe if you don't do too much too often, which you very clearly did. Youre exactly the type of person that cocaine is not for. have a nice day moron.
That's why you put it in your ass anon
For the price its utterly garbage, there are way better drugs out there that are more fun, less harming to the body and not as expensive. Examples like lsd, shrooms, salvia, amphetamines.
I did salvia twice and it was the most intense high I have ever experienced, more so than mushrooms or lsd.
try it on shrooms or lsd sometime, it's
fricking amazing.
I have no desire to revisit salvia my dude. I only did it a second time looking for a different experience and it was almost the exact same hell trip.
Yeah I agree, amphetamines are way more euphoric than cocaine. But I do like how cocaine doesn't give me anxiety at all, it only makes me feel confident and strong. Amps, even pure adderall not mixed with shit, get me jittery and anxious. Cocaine just gives me a calm, clean high.
No clue. Heard it smells good though.
I hope she's not a dude.
>Her skin lacks the proper amount of melanin to counteract the effects
I honeslty believe that the solution here is for her to get more melanin-laden DNA in her body.
Being sex trafficked can do that to you
oh god
I'm fat
People in the first world will have to pay a bit more for food. That's it. It's mainly the people in sub-Saharan Africa who are truly fricked. 300-400 million will die of starvation within the next couple years
Black folk have pissed of everyone enough that I don't think there'll be a "we are the world" this time...
Fingers crossed that it'll turn out to be 500 million+
Black folk willl just invade Europe more, trust ze plan
~~*GlobalistMarxist parasites*~~ & self-hating Cuckboys/Feminists will steal even MORE of White people tax-money and send it to Black folk!
"The total amount of aid donated in 2017 by the 30 DAC members to developing countries reached a high of $163.6 billion."
28 out 30 of these top-donor countries are WHITE-founded countries!
>buying more ammo
>expanding my garden (realistically will only supplement my family’s diet, could never life off of it)
>bought an inflatable zodiac and motor that I use to drop crab and prawn traps
>can identify all the local good edible plants and mushrooms
>have a decent prep including things like snare wire
>identified friendly neighbours who are in the know and prep, we chat about things and I’m building a good support network
Ehh..
I recently wrote and an essay about how "Stranger Things" is an allegory for White genocide. I will present an extract of it for you now:
"Mike is an ineffectual sissy and a likely stand-in for Nordic peoples. William is hinted at as being gay, so it’s no real surprise that he is the first one to be taken over by the mind flayer. In light of their degenerate behavior with each other, Lucas and Max are sure expressions of Western insanity and also the Freudian “Death Wish”, especially when contrasted to the tense but normative relationship dynamic of Mike/ El/ Hopper. I don’t know what the frick Dustin represents. Polish people, maybe? I’ll have to get back to you on that one. Nancy and Johnathon are also degenerate, but because there’s no miscegenation going on there, we have to view their stupid romance and superfluous storyline in the context of the Western cultural revolution: women’s rights, sexual liberation, the emasculation of men, etc. All of it – ALL OF IT – is right there to see. Nancy needs to be the big, strong, angle-faced woman that solves every crime and breaks down every barrier, all while cheating on her boyfriend with an effete looking, socially awkward moron who, by the way, is so fricking emo he listens to the Clash and carries a camera around with him to spy on cool kids. I mean, I know they’re a couple in real life, but how is anyone going to believe that she left giga-chad Steve Harrington to ride femboy wiener? Maybe because she was plied with liquor and promises of victory by that israelite conspiracy nut? Actually, now that I think about it, that’s pretty good. Yes. Yes, of course! She was roped into to becoming a prostitute by a godless Semite, just like women in the porn industry are today! Nancy doesn’t simply represent feminism… she represents the failure of feminism – feminism taken to its logical conclusion! Nancy is a degraded porn bawd!"
Holy shit not reading that
Nice schizo bro XD
Also he was not giga chad he get beaten by "femdom" jhonatan
I'm fat, plenty of latent fuel. Longest fast I've done is 7 days. Depressed though so alcohol has made me fat and lack of care for future. I pity those who need 3 meals a day plus snacks in between. They'll lose their shit trying to maintain. Set up my ice bath using an old chest freezer (500L) and started wim hof breathing again to try and overcome my stagnation. Have half a cow I ordered from local farmer sitting in other freezer. Lots of healthy grass fed beef.
She’s aged ten years in five years.
It's what happens when you dont eat meat.
Vegetarianism = Death
What's wrong with that guy?
Ha, lack of meat.
No it's 100% unfiltered her from Glastonbury in England last month.
Despite what some homosexual for a xTedTalk says Humans need protein from meat to stay healthy and fit. It is complete bullshit myth that we only lived on nuts and herbs.
These women have sadly destroyed there bodies and health with this no-meat lifestyles.
They'll be ill there entire life.
Is this a shoop? What the frick kind of body type is this and she looks like a 50 year old alcoholic chain smoking British dude or slag with thinning hair. Kek wtf
that's a weird looking guy
Greta looks like a chubby prepubescent 10 year old girl, a Downs syndrome moron, and a middle aged drunk man all at the same time.
Carbon! CARBOOOOOOON!!!! OH! OH! OHHHHHHHHHHHH!
KEK
If Leonardo DiCaprio fricked the Hamburgler and they had a kid.
Those are some nasty moobs.
Wow that "mmm bop" kid grew up weird
nothing, i don't care
taking advantage of my local food banks and buying what i can. just got 3 lbs of tobacco and 1500 cigarette tubes and 20 lighters. tomorrow getting a few jugs of bleach and vinegar and a thing of iodine, some jars of tang and some salt (iodized, table and kosher) and dried chilis. maybe a few things of tang/lemonade/gatorade
That reminds me that I also started growing cannabis last summer. I don’t smoke but I preserved a bunch and gave the rest away to neighbours. I just like the plant and wanted to try it and I figured it would be an easy way to do favours for the neighbours who get high. They really appreciated it.
I’m a good neighbour because that’s who I am but since the pandemic I’ve been consciously cultivating good ties with everyone, identifying and categorizing them according to needs/wants/abilities and encouraging a good community feeling.
State Farm
Most Canadians tolerate child sex grooming in their schools and public institutions. I'm afraid if I get to know my neighbours too much I'll be tempted to violence.
I do the same as you. Plus make vodka and meat, eggs and vegetables and berries etc. Haven't given the marijuana out though. That's my secret weapon.
Once pedos are identified you get them high and drunk before removal.
Ive been saying this for a while. Chick looks fricking disgusting.
looks like the food shortage is already here
anny are you okay? anny are you okay? you're hungry but you're okay.
Getting fat eating vegans. Preparing my stomach for the dietary change to come.
By being 6 years ahead of normalgays. Learn now because if you make mistakes you’ll want to figure out solutions when shit isn’t hitting the fan. Take the beekeeping pill, thank me later
Exhibit A: A woman after the israelite has corrupted her.
stackin beans, deenz, bacon and dried onions
Underrated prep: playboy magazines
That shit would be worth more than gold bro
Nothing , going to die peacefully
Eating people.
Will be hard as i live in America so I guess it's back to breaking and entering while people sleep.
Can't use your gun if you're asleep I guess.
why are Black folk such savage animals? i literally couldnt imagine doing that to my worst enemy
>imagine doing that to my worst enemy
Anon.. why not?
And now you know the difference between human beings and Black person monkeys.
I would only do that to some real vile people, like Soros, Rothschilds, Turdeau, Barbara Spectre Lerner, Angela Merkel, Macron, Bonniers, Robin DeAngelo and some more.
His arm don't look so good, is he gonna be ok?
Not good time
>anon steps on one of my many bear traps
>gets his butthole blown out the second I wake up from his screaming
>is forced on dangerous levels of estrogen with the others who tried to break in or walk on my property
>What are you doing to prep for the inevtable food shortages?
Pretending my repeated failed attempts at losing weight will eventually save my ass and convince myself that there really will be a food shortage, which I will get through by fasting instead of just spending a whole lot more money on food.
Zoomers are aging like shit. What else is new?
She would be super fine with just like 10 lbs.
She sincerely does look anorexic.
learning to eat people
Did she get a role as a concentration camp resident?
some women simply have HAG genetics.
Eat spics.
>Eat spics
Would they be spicy?
My wife is a quarter-ton feedee. I’m already stockpiled with all the food. The rest of you can starve for all I care.
thanks, anon. how do I architect a wife myself? is it really as simple as letting her know you won't mind?
Listen well unto me, fellow architect, and I will tell thee the way of the feeder.
It begins with an athlete. It must. You cannot do this with someone who is unfit, physically or genetically. Nor can you do it with a prostitute. You cannot paint a masterpiece on a canvas that already has paint on it. It must be blank. Clean. Waiting to be drawn upon. What is the perfect block of granite to carve your Statue of David? She is fit. She enjoys activity. She enjoys life. That last part is key. She will not just make a loyal wife, but she has the potential to truly embrace her nature as a woman. That is the key. A broken or maladjusted woman who hates life will hate the process. She will fight and struggle against instincts that an athlete trusts.
It begins with the first grazing at the buffet. Her appetite will increase. Her libido will fluctuate with her hunger pains. Her body will undergo a second puberty as she fills out in all directions with fat, the metamorphosis from girlishness to womanhood. In this state, you may begin the feeding and caring process. Continually encourage her and take care of her needs. Reassure her that her desires for infinite laziness and endless food are inevitable and natural. Frick her like it’s her last frick, and yours, and fill her up from both ends. Double her portions. Feed her until she complains about it, then tell her she’s never looked better and offer her more. Rub her feet. Rub her belly. Massage every square inch with lotions, oils, and restorative powders. It’s all part of the process. This is a journey for both of you. Enjoy it. Some appetites come naturally. Others are taught. For the man, this feeding and doting is a natural appetite. It is part of your instincts. For the woman, it is a flavor she did not know she craved until you gave her a little taste of it. The good girl takes well to it. Teach her the appetites of the tradwhale. Show her the pleasures of being your tradwhale.
As she swells larger and larger, softer and softer, heavier and heavier, make sure you accommodate your artwork with appropriate accoutrements. As she grows out of her old clothes, encourage her to switch to sundresses, baby tees, and sweat pants, all easy access clothing items that also permit unchecked expansion and painless growth. Discourage the use of underwear for easier access. To avoid bruises, abrasions, and sores, oil or lotion will need to be rubbed into her skin, especially her thighs, stomach, and boobs. Volunteer your services, and enjoy the view. Spoil her enormous belly with kisses. What you lose in calories, you gain in watching her find them again.
Convince her to stay at home and move as little possible. When she insists on waddling somewhere, go with her. Follow behind and appreciate the view. Offer her a helpful shoulder to lean on when she starts to pant and wheeze. Tell her how much you love her when she finally plops back down on the toilet. Bend her over the bathroom sink and prove it. Enjoy the greatest mark of progress with your art: being able to see and caress the pale soft bottom of her belly from behind as she bends over and presents herself, mewling for your attention. The visible-from-behind underbelly is a milestone. A beautiful soft vision poking out from behind the full moon. Indulge in some astronomy. Stargazing is a gentleman’s hobby.
By the time she has completely accepted her purpose as your feedee, the whole system is largely self-sustaining. You are now merely along for the ride, helping to maintain the habits and behaviors you have set in motion. Years and years of gorging and napping, loounging and moonching, combined with your personal attention and constant enabling, has at least quadrupled the capacity of her stomach, and ruined her ability to know when she is full. Far from feeling pain when she is pushing her limits at dinner time, now her only way of knowing she has overeaten is the drunken and slightly hazy pleasure that being stuffed to the gills brings her. She no longer needs encouragement to eat herself to the point of needing to be helped out of her chair. Stuffed to bursting is her new normal. She can no longer discern the difference between too much and just enough. There is no such thing as too much. She is merely a vacuum for any food and every food all of the time. Obesity and yummy pleasures and idle luxuriousness, inexorably linked to happiness, contentment, and sexual ecstasy.
Her brain, having marinated for years in fast food, your cum, and the pleasures that indulgence in food can bring, will have irreversibly changed for the better. She cannot go back to her formerly athletic self. She does not want to. She would refuse to do so even if she could. Her incredibly obese and beautiful body brings her happiness. Being fattened up and taken care of has fulfilled her basest and most instinctive needs as a woman. Your unswerving lust and complete focus on her has brought her contentment. She no longer needs the validation of the skinnies. She seeks validation from you, her husband. You alone are the arbiter of her sexuality. Her gain ends only when you say it ends, which is never. Her body is what you have made of it, quite literally. Her beauty is in the eye of the artist who brought his vision into reality.
And this is the true secret of the art of feeding. Blobwifeys are not born. They are MADE. The journey is just as pleasurable and desirable as the destination. There is no better slampiggy than the slampiggy who was once an athlete. Overflowing oceans of rolls upon rolls upon rolls, coupled with a volleyball player’s habits pertaining to staying competitive. They will serve her well as she learns the rewards of indulging in the instincts and cravings of a true glutton. She does not need to be taught these appetites. They merely need to be awoken within her.
Feed her until she cannot move. Frick her until she forgets her own name. Fill her to bursting. She is a woman, and she will only ever know true happiness when she is Infinifat, stuffed from both ends with food and wiener. Her instincts compel her to devour everything in sight, just as your instincts compel you to feed her more. A perfect match.
Be warned: architecture is not just a kink, no mere indulgence for lesser men or for unworthy fatties. To be a feeder is to be called to something greater, something higher, nay, something heavier than oneself. It is a holy rite meant only for the chosen few to pursue and to achieve. If and when I see you on the street with your prized possession waddling by your side, I will give you the based bro nod, knowing that you have achieved pure bliss in this life and the next. Amen.
>The visible-from-behind underbelly is a milestone. A beautiful soft vision poking out from behind the full moon. Indulge in some astronomy. Stargazing is a gentleman’s hobby.
Absolutely.
Yes she is.
You are too powerful to be left alive.
TFW no ex-athlete tradwhale to rub with lotion
They are out there anon. Go forth and search for the prize piggy that shall adorn your farm. I had to search far and wide before I finally found one worthy of my attentions. Many blobs and piggies went through my hands, and more than a few have fond memories to this day of being spit roasted by my wiener. However, the one and only true blobwife has surrendered her body and her life to me to fatten as I please.
Have fun with the slampigs, but always look out for the diehard feedee who proves herself worthy of you.
I think I’m your wife
Has my husband been doing this the whole time?
> the Taco Bell
> the booze
> the skipped gym days
It all makes sense
Well that's enough internet for me. Goodnight, lads!
She’s a big girl.
For you
For you
For me and my small wiener.
Not even close. She has potential.
This is literally degusting and deserves to be stoned to death.
If not for the context, I wouldn't even realize the first and fourth picture were the same woman.
I know right? softness is now, bros.
HE CANT KEEP GETTING AWAY WITH IT
he shall.
Gotta be a troony, the bobble-headedness is off the charts.
She’s overrated
i don't care, i'm rich plus have a nice vegetable garden
is she ok 🙁
Eating the food all the preppers have horded for me.
I'll eat people, i'll make people soup. Now hop in.
homie literally a gorilla wtf
just eat echidnas out bush, they think digging half an inch into the ground will save them, but I will stick a spear through their head and bbq them
They have dark meat and aren't very nice to eat. Better than native hens though
I'm fatter than I have ever been in my life. I'm ready.
I bless thee in the name of the Pierce, the Brosnan, and the Holy Based. Go forth and indulge, my child.
Man, she hit the wall at like 20. She looks like some creature from Stranger Things.
Is there still going to be a food shortage?
I thought they cancelled it due to lack of interest.
Im not really worried about it here in the US.
people have difficulty differentiating information. just because Africa or the Middle East starve doesn't mean we will.
inflation of food prices and shortages on exotic foods will be annoying but that isn't the same as not having food in the first place.
however it's always good to have a little bit stocked just in case.
Watching which of my neighbors unload lots of food but no ammunition.
She needs a sammich
Growing corn, figs, apples, mulberries, pomegranates, potatoes. Rain water harvesting. I have a mountain of wood chips in my front yard that draw in a multiple flocks of turkeys a few times a day and plenty of national forest land to hunt on for deer.
Imagine looking in the mirror, seeing this, saying "yep. my hair is done", and actually leaving the house.
idc what you think about Gen X, our womens' hair looked better by miles.
She paid some professional hundreds of dollars to do that hair anon
The food shortages are for the Black folk so they move here
I need answers architect please help me. I have been trying to lose weight for 4 years at husband’s gentle request, he asks me to lose weight but feeds me portions the size of his and we drink and get fast food together. I gained 20 pounds when we got together and 50 when we got married. He still fricks me like when we were teenagers. Am I getting mind fricked or something?!
Women need their fat 20% minimum.
Acquiring a taste for human flesh.
Is she a fricking goblin? Kill it with fire.
Buy in bulk:
> Multivitamins
> Rice
> Dry beans or lentils
> Oil
> Iodine tablets
You’re welcome
Do a pranic initiation. You will learn to live of live force that surrounds us. It is called eating the light. You will never need physical food or drinks ever again.
Search for pranic initiation.
Stacking ammo. Makes taking food easy
I bought a high power break over pellet rifle to hunt rats and small game. At my work we moved to a new building in downtown Baltimore and the outside is infested with rats the size of a small cat/medium kitten. I got that and a co2 pistol. I want to shoot the rats but I don't want anyone to call the police while I am working
What the frick happened, she was so attractive in S1.
The mental issues required to create such an abomination preclude it from being a suitable long-term mating partner
Simple as
Most americans can literally(I mean literally) live off their fat for a couple of years of genuine famine. And people call americans stupid.
Loading my rifle, I was lucky enough to find out my one neighbor is a hardcore prepper. So all I gotta do when SHTF is go next door.
I am keeping several elf/gremlin/gnome hybrids like right-pic in my garden. I will eat them. I call them "short pig".
i live in a city and already go like 5 days without food. seems ironic, like im playing Alone in a liberal city, starving of food, female, social connection. if you just turn the water on that i'd be feasting in the country
when are these gonna happen, exactly? I'm looking forward to the collapse.
Weird that she plays an attractive girl in the TV-series "Stranger Things". Couldn't they find a better-looking girl to have that role?!