I had a dream recently that I was transported to modern-day NatSoc Germany. I found myself in a village where people were going about their day. I spotted a flag bearing a swastika, feeling all tingly inside. With me was a group of shitlib redditors who had also been transported there. They immediately started whispering and seething, saying that they were fucked, that they were in the Nazi world — the literal capital of evil — and that the bad guys had won. I told them this is heaven, you guys! Don't you get it? They looked at me as if I had just announced that I had contracted leprosy or something. I rolled my eyes and greeted a local middle-aged woman who was walking by with a salute. She smiled when she realised from our clothes that we weren't locals, and we started talking. It turned out that she spoke English fluently, so it was a breeze. I explained our circumstances to her, and she was a very nice, compassionate lady who promised she'd help us. Then she went back to get us some food. Meanwhile, the soyboys were telling me that she was going to get the SS after us and have us killed. I told them to STFU as a crowd started to form around us. I threw Roman salutes left and right (the villagers thought it was hilarious), laughing and joking and enjoying the spectacle of the libtards having panic attacks as their jewed worldview crumbled right before their eyes. I told the villagers that the people with me were heavily ill and assumed that everyone around them was evil and wished them harm. The nice lady looked at them with pity while I continued to make fun of them. The soyboys were frankly getting mad because they hadn't expected me to demonstrate my power level so openly. They called me a traitor and told me they'd snitch on me the moment we got back. By evening, we were having a party and drinking beer while the lefties didn't touch anything and were starving. Some time later, an officer arrived in a truck, saying he had heard about our situation and would send us back through a time machine the next day. I asked him if I could stay. He looked at me and said, 'Sure, why not.'
Then they realized what they were doing and fucked the ending of the show.
Then they realized what they were doing and fucked the ending of the show.
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I had a dream recently that I was transported to modern-day NatSoc Germany. I found myself in a village where people were going about their day. I spotted a flag bearing a swastika, feeling all tingly inside. With me was a group of shitlib redditors who had also been transported there. They immediately started whispering and seething, saying that they were fucked, that they were in the Nazi world — the literal capital of evil — and that the bad guys had won. I told them this is heaven, you guys! Don't you get it? They looked at me as if I had just announced that I had contracted leprosy or something.
I rolled my eyes and greeted a local middle-aged woman who was walking by with a salute. She smiled when she realised from our clothes that we weren't locals, and we started talking. It turned out that she spoke English fluently, so it was a breeze. I explained our circumstances to her, and she was a very nice, compassionate lady who promised she'd help us. Then she went back to get us some food. Meanwhile, the soyboys were telling me that she was going to get the SS after us and have us killed. I told them to STFU as a crowd started to form around us.
I threw Roman salutes left and right (the villagers thought it was hilarious), laughing and joking and enjoying the spectacle of the libtards having panic attacks as their jewed worldview crumbled right before their eyes. I told the villagers that the people with me were heavily ill and assumed that everyone around them was evil and wished them harm. The nice lady looked at them with pity while I continued to make fun of them. The soyboys were frankly getting mad because they hadn't expected me to demonstrate my power level so openly. They called me a traitor and told me they'd snitch on me the moment we got back.
By evening, we were having a party and drinking beer while the lefties didn't touch anything and were starving. Some time later, an officer arrived in a truck, saying he had heard about our situation and would send us back through a time machine the next day. I asked him if I could stay. He looked at me and said, 'Sure, why not.'