Is there a moral responsibility for genetically more based and redpilled races like Brits, Norwegians, Aussies, New Zealanders, Finlandians and Leafs to uplift the genetically less based and redpilled races like Americans and Americans?
Is there a moral responsibility for genetically more based and redpilled races like Brits, Norwegians, Aussies...
Looks like somemate needs a wakeup call
>aussies
>genetically more based and redpilled
there should be a moral responsibility for you to jump off a roof again
>n*w zeel*nd
cringe
Krautism still running strong lads.
Fellow Arab, you are not following the religion of peace with such explosive comments.
>brits
>genetically cringed and brownpilled
>a file
>a pair of pliers, not even needle nose
uhh...
Brits BTFO so hard they don't even reply anymore.
Nothing to see anymore lads.
>filter by flag
>tricolour war-losing fag
Based 4chanX
Flirting with the Slag! (Karen!)
Inviting the Slag to suck my cock!
Getting to know the Slag!
Walking the Slag home!
Lending the Slag my coat to keep her warm!
Comforting the Slag with my cock! (Karen's favorite!)
Holding hands with the Slag!
Kissing the Slag on the cheek!
Saying goodnight to the Slag!
Walking around the back of the Slag's apartment!
Waiting three hours behind the Slag's apartment!
Climbing up to the Slag's window!
Cracking open the Slag's window and climbing in!
Sneaking up to the Slag's bedside while she is asleep!
Stuffing my cock in the Slag's mouth!
Shoving my money up the Slag's fuckhole! (Karen fucks and sucks for money!)
Holding down the Slag! (Karen loves this part!)
Slipping my hand up the Slag's nightgown!
Punching the Slag to stop her squirming! (Karen likes it rough!)
Grabbing the Slag's ass!
Slipping my hand under Slag's pantsu!
Fingering the Slag's cunny!
Pulling up the Slag's nightgown!
Kissing and licking the Slag's tummy!
Sucking the Slag's perky pink nipples!
Licking the Slag's armpits!
Ripping off the Slag's pantsu!
Pulling the Slag's legs apart! (Karen's cunny is wetter than Water World!)
Sliding my cock into the Slag!
Fucking the Slag in the cunny and then the asshole!
Cumming inside the Slag multiple times!
Making the Slag my whore! (Karen is not fit be a wife!)
Rubbing my raw cock on the Slag's cute little feet!
Wiping away Slag's tears of joy!
Wrapping my hands around the Slag's throat! (Karen is into some weird stuff!)
Strangling the Slag until she stops breathing! (Whoops!)
Throwing the Slag out the window like a sack of potatoes!
Putting the Slag in my van and driving home!
Notice the Slag is still alive!
Putting the Slag's in concrete!
Driving the Slag to the dock at 3:16 am!
Drowning the concrete Slag in the lake!
Burning the Slag's bloody cum drenched clothes!
Helping Alice search for the Slag a week later! (where did Karen go!?)
Comforting Alice and assuring her that the Slag is just fine!
Flirting with Alice!
but germany
That German humour we've heard so much about?
>22 posts by this ID
wew.
It's okay hans, you keep trying, you'll win one eventually!
I recognize that image.
Have I seen you before?
no this was myfiest post
baaased
The Nazis entered this war under the rather childish delusion that they were going to bomb everybody else, and nobody was going to bomb them. At Rotterdam, London, Warsaw, and half a hundred other places, they put that rather naïve theory into operation. They sowed the wind, and now, they are going to reap the whirlwind.
Yes
You arrived here a little late, but thank you for chasing away the German menace.
Arriving a little late is an American tradition
no fu k off ur gauy
moral.. shoots who has, now is is belongs, until..
what f moral ? a slave fake job instead ?
fuuuuuuuuuuu this jacked has feathers !
fuuuuuuuuuuu feathers coming out of my jacket !
In 1814 we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississippi
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans
We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
We looked down the river and we seed the British come
And there must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the drum
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
We stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing
We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets till we looked 'em in the eyes
We held our fire till we seed their faces well
Then we opened up our squirrel guns and gave 'em
Well, we
Fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Yeah they ran through the briers and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
We fired our cannon till the barrel melted down
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
We filled his head with cannonballs 'n' powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind
We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico