• WolfdadCigarette@threads.net@sh.itjust.works
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    9 months ago

    You elect a man with thick, rich veins pumping powerfully with American spirit. His hair is long and full, nails are gorgeous, skin just the right mix of rough and supple- the kind of skin you envy in the the mirror as you wipe soap from your chin in the morning and contemplate changing your regimen for the fiftieth time. Every delicious word from his luxurious, crinkled lips morphs into a verbal assault on your identity when you learn she is a liar. A betrayer. Undesirable. You vow never to be duped again as you donate 20 dollars to the Trump campaign.

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      9 months ago

      If you could only touch those soft, crinkled lips, you would show them the meaning of betrayal, of the harsh twist of deception knotted tight around the heart. But as you reach out, fingers trembling with the weight of your resolve, the air shivers with a chill unaccounted for by the season. A mist rises from the ground, wrapping the city council chambers in an eerie embrace. In that thickening fog, figures begin to distort, reality bending at the edges of your vision. The councilperson, once so solid and sure, flickers like a flame under a draftsman’s breath, revealing a glimpse of something ancient, something deep and serpentine lurking beneath. You blink, and in that fraction of a second, the scene shifts. Now, standing by the council dais, is no longer the elected official but an immense creature from the depths of legend: the Loch Ness Monster. You stagger back, disbelief rooting you to the spot as the creature’s eyes meet yours, wise and deep as the very lake it calls home. With a voice that rumbles like the rolling highland hills, it speaks, its tone oddly plaintive, ‘I need about tree fiddy.’

  • HopeOfTheGunblade@kbin.social
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    8 months ago

    In 2023, Ureña attended the raising of the Progress Pride Flag, where she was reportedly lunged at by local Rebecca Lemon.

    Lemon, a 43-year-old woman, described herself as “white, Lutheran, conservative Republican, everything they think is hateable.” She called the city’s move to fly the Pride flag next to the Stars and Stripes outside City Hall an affront to U.S. military veterans like her father and grandfather.

    “He’s not a daughter, he’s a son!” Lemon yelled at Ureña’s father, who had been recording her outburst.

    “He’s not a woman! He’s not a woman!” she kept screaming before swearing at the police and kicking Ureña’s father.

    Idk if you’re doing shit like this I feel like you’re maybe the one hating.

  • Moobythegoldensock@lemm.ee
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    8 months ago

    Candidate wears dress and makeup to all campaign events, but uses male pronouns

    Voters: “Seems legit.”

    Candidate: “Oh, and I’m also a woman. Obviously.”

    Voters: “FRAUD!”