Nothing has been officially released so everything is a rumor now. But something is up because the audit team and Senate are taking extra time ready the reports for the legal scrutiny the left will bring
S8G Prototype and supported USS Ohio sea trails. USS Will Rogers 659 Gold then New construction Trident on USS Rhode Island 730 which Regan renamed to USS Henry M Jackson. On the Gold crew station in Bangor Washington. Yes, small world.
Bobby Piton has put out a couple of statements to that effect on Telegram, the first one was just an estimate, between 188,000 to 400,000, I think he recently determined it would be closer to the 400,000 number due to something else they found, but I can't remember details. It wasn't an official count though, just an estimation.
You will never be a real woman. You have no womb, you have no ovaries, you have no eggs. You are a homosexual man twisted by drugs and surgery into a crude mockery of nature’s perfection.
All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your ghoulish appearance behind closed doors.
Men are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed men to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even trannies who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a man. Your bone structure is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk guy home with you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your diseased, infected axe wound.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a man is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably male.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
Nothing has been officially released so everything is a rumor now. But something is up because the audit team and Senate are taking extra time ready the reports for the legal scrutiny the left will bring
Yeah I heard that a few days ago but I dont remember where I read it.
I think those were unofficial estimates.
My guess is we wont hear anything officially right now. It will be part of a court case.
Cool username...Goose Creek, Orlando or are you really old school?
Orlando then Ballston Spa before first duty assignment
Same here. I did D1G and then USS Enterprise. Small world
S8G Prototype and supported USS Ohio sea trails. USS Will Rogers 659 Gold then New construction Trident on USS Rhode Island 730 which Regan renamed to USS Henry M Jackson. On the Gold crew station in Bangor Washington. Yes, small world.
Bobby Piton has put out a couple of statements to that effect on Telegram, the first one was just an estimate, between 188,000 to 400,000, I think he recently determined it would be closer to the 400,000 number due to something else they found, but I can't remember details. It wasn't an official count though, just an estimation.
Heard that too. Looking for a rumored report on the ballots. Nothing I have found yet.
If you knew that were true.... you wouldn't be here.
Why I am asking. Trust but verify.
Look at his name.
You will never be a real woman. You have no womb, you have no ovaries, you have no eggs. You are a homosexual man twisted by drugs and surgery into a crude mockery of nature’s perfection.
All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your ghoulish appearance behind closed doors.
Men are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed men to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even trannies who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a man. Your bone structure is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk guy home with you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your diseased, infected axe wound.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a man is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably male.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
@jackrotten - Ever thought of being a psychiatric counsellor?
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another tranny handshake lol