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Dedicated to: Kirk Loco (44)
 
Has it ever occurred to you that even the least educated jungle-bunny has more to offer Ireland than you have, Jimmy?

Why do you bother breathing, eating, walking, or crawling?

You could as easily be replaced by an empty crisp bag.
 
EUROPEAN leftist politicians now openly advocating for The Great Replacement!

France:


Spain:


You can watch a short commentary video about it here:

 
Most 'white Irish' girls have no idea what's in store for them..




I saw that PJW video last week. The girls were all singularly pissed as newts. Not that that warrants them being raped or shuttled off to some gang-bang, but slappers are slappers in any culture. Islamic women in full headdress and body-tent are hardly attractive to regular white blokes because there's nothing under their hoods and black body-tents that can be seen. They could have crossed eyes and nose warts for all we know.

White English slappers in greyhound mini-skirts that leave nothing to the imagination are of course going to garner attention when they stumble out of some late-night club, loaded on bottles of luminous blue WKD and vodka and Red Bull shots. Heels standing nine inches off the ground, unable to walk, all leaning on each other, crouching down to piss in doorways and on the kerb, screaming and screeching like banshees, one can hardly say they're in any way discreet.

If it was your daughter, Jimmy - would you be content to see her heading out on the piss with her girls dressed in little more than a pocket square, heels like syringes, make applied with a trowel, hair even more fucked up than mine, and tits hanging out like melons falling from above? Would you even allow a young girl in your care to wander about in the state the typical English slapper dresses and behaves? Or is that what you refer to as 'British culture'?

Lips fattened up with a bicycle pump, blow-jobs written all over their fat faces. Tempting fate and not giving a flying fuck about what danger they might be putting themselves in, then complaining when some dodgy bloke looks at them? Walks alongside them? Asks them to join him?

You act as though these twats have no responsibility to take care of themselves, that modern England should be so safe for them that they can walk down the street practically naked, skin bursting out of every opening in their miniature clothing - all of which is designed to tempt, to lure, and to attract attention. To make them center of the frame. Then they act as though butter wouldn't melt in their fannies when some creep notices them stumbling along dressed like whores? You see, being selective about their rights as modern women and framing all this as though they have no role in their own safety is a box-load of arsehole. And you know it. Watson here just loves to think he's on the moral high-ground, but how high can it be when it's about cheap sluts dressed like cheap sluts doing cheap slut stuff? Does your own Mam/sister/cousin dress like them and behave like them?

Ireland's woes are slut's woes, Jimmy. If some Clondalkin/Ballymun fuck-bunny decides to step out for drinks dressed for high summer in the depths of winter and finds herself stranded without a taxi and is then dragged down a lane and gang-banged, would you say she had no part in her own downfall? Seriously? Talk about hopping out of an aeroplane without a parachute.

Yes, plenty of rape victims absolutely didn't/don't cause their own rapes by tempting high-testosterone men in public places due to their presentation and attitude. Many are dragged into bushes, into fields, into the van, car, or doorway and are helpless. Add in the demon drink, the stumbling and the screeching in laughter, the milky fat thighs and push-up wonderbras.

Let's say it was a typical sixteen year old of the type you like to post pictures of?

Let's say she had a skinful before going out, which is the norm these days: all the girlies assemble at the selected girl's place, get dolled up, do their little dance, try on various costumes, keep drinking, finally settle for a g-string, push-up bra and see-through dress, then hop into the cab and away to the pub. Lash in another several Red Bull and vodkas, tease the boys with the titty-wank dancing, accept drinks from anyone who offers them, then head stumbling like a weeble for the kebab shop when the lights come up and the music turns off. Stands in the street waiting her turn to place her order, finally gets inside the bright lights of the shop for her shish kebab and chips, starts slurping into them like she's eating pussy, laughing at the blokes eyeballing her, telling them to lighten up, get a life, etc. Sits on the kerb with her g-string visible to all. Her fat thighs glowing in the street lights. Giggling, wobbling, shivering from the cold.

Then along comes Creepy McCreepnuts and spots her.

Are you trying to tell me that it's not her fault that she's attracted the attentions of some utter scumbag stroking a hard-on under his raincoat?

It's easy to point to the extremes, Jimmy - but it's harder to quantify blame when it's some fucking idiot girlie pretty much asking for it.

Yeps, you'll find loads of loaded terms in the above - just cherry pick the ones that suit your narrative, which I'm sure you have already worked out and probably even proofed and made ready to publish as soon as I drop this clanger on your notions. Yes, it's their country. No, it isn't that creep's country. Yes, she can wear what she likes. No, it isn't any of his business what she's wearing, or not wearing. Yes, she has the right to feel safe and protected. No he has no right to even approach her. And so on.

But your games aren't that hard to spot, you shit-eating messenger boy from telegram.
Sometimes it very much IS her own fault.
If she already knows there are potential rapists hanging around, then why the fuck is she tempting fate?
Because there's no law against it?
Correct, not on the statute books, of course not.
But she has to be some fucking dope to think that that's what matters - and you're even worse for taking her side, like JPW, the skin lotion boy.

Have you bought his products, Jimmy?
Do you moisturize?
Like to wear a mini-skirt yourself?
Why not try it?

Lash on a wee dress, some knee-high boots, a wig covering most of your face and a wonderbra with a pair of football socks in each cup. Stumble down the street with a bottle of cider in hand, swinging your hips and ass, laughing out loud and shouting into your phone in a girly voice. You maybe surprised to find that even you start looking like prime game. Even with your knobbly knees, hairy calves, and stubble on your chin. Doesn't fucking matter to Muhammud: he doesn't give a fuck what you look like, you're gonna be face down in the dirt either way while he's busy banging the hoop off you. And when he's done, he'll likely punch you a few times in the chops to put the fear of the bejayzus into you while he makes his happy getaway.

But it wasn't your fault, right?
 
I saw that PJW video last week. The girls were all singularly pissed as newts. Not that that warrants them being raped or shuttled off to some gang-bang, but slappers are slappers in any culture. Islamic women in full headdress and body-tent are hardly attractive to regular white blokes because there's nothing under their hoods and black body-tents that can be seen. They could have crossed eyes and nose warts for all we know.

White English slappers in greyhound mini-skirts that leave nothing to the imagination are of course going to garner attention when they stumble out of some late-night club, loaded on bottles of luminous blue WKD and vodka and Red Bull shots. Heels standing nine inches off the ground, unable to walk, all leaning on each other, crouching down to piss in doorways and on the kerb, screaming and screeching like banshees, one can hardly say they're in any way discreet.

If it was your daughter, Jimmy - would you be content to see her heading out on the piss with her girls dressed in little more than a pocket square, heels like syringes, make applied with a trowel, hair even more fucked up than mine, and tits hanging out like melons falling from above? Would you even allow a young girl in your care to wander about in the state the typical English slapper dresses and behaves? Or is that what you refer to as 'British culture'?

Lips fattened up with a bicycle pump, blow-jobs written all over their fat faces. Tempting fate and not giving a flying fuck about what danger they might be putting themselves in, then complaining when some dodgy bloke looks at them? Walks alongside them? Asks them to join him?

You act as though these twats have no responsibility to take care of themselves, that modern England should be so safe for them that they can walk down the street practically naked, skin bursting out of every opening in their miniature clothing - all of which is designed to tempt, to lure, and to attract attention. To make them center of the frame. Then they act as though butter wouldn't melt in their fannies when some creep notices them stumbling along dressed like whores? You see, being selective about their rights as modern women and framing all this as though they have no role in their own safety is a box-load of arsehole. And you know it. Watson here just loves to think he's on the moral high-ground, but how high can it be when it's about cheap sluts dressed like cheap sluts doing cheap slut stuff? Does your own Mam/sister/cousin dress like them and behave like them?

Ireland's woes are slut's woes, Jimmy. If some Clondalkin/Ballymun fuck-bunny decides to step out for drinks dressed for high summer in the depths of winter and finds herself stranded without a taxi and is then dragged down a lane and gang-banged, would you say she had no part in her own downfall? Seriously? Talk about hopping out of an aeroplane without a parachute.

Yes, plenty of rape victims absolutely didn't/don't cause their own rapes by tempting high-testosterone men in public places due to their presentation and attitude. Many are dragged into bushes, into fields, into the van, car, or doorway and are helpless. Add in the demon drink, the stumbling and the screeching in laughter, the milky fat thighs and push-up wonderbras.

Let's say it was a typical sixteen year old of the type you like to post pictures of?

Let's say she had a skinful before going out, which is the norm these days: all the girlies assemble at the selected girl's place, get dolled up, do their little dance, try on various costumes, keep drinking, finally settle for a g-string, push-up bra and see-through dress, then hop into the cab and away to the pub. Lash in another several Red Bull and vodkas, tease the boys with the titty-wank dancing, accept drinks from anyone who offers them, then head stumbling like a weeble for the kebab shop when the lights come up and the music turns off. Stands in the street waiting her turn to place her order, finally gets inside the bright lights of the shop for her shish kebab and chips, starts slurping into them like she's eating pussy, laughing at the blokes eyeballing her, telling them to lighten up, get a life, etc. Sits on the kerb with her g-string visible to all. Her fat thighs glowing in the street lights. Giggling, wobbling, shivering from the cold.

Then along comes Creepy McCreepnuts and spots her.

Are you trying to tell me that it's not her fault that she's attracted the attentions of some utter scumbag stroking a hard-on under his raincoat?

It's easy to point to the extremes, Jimmy - but it's harder to quantify blame when it's some fucking idiot girlie pretty much asking for it.
Yeps, you'll find loads of loaded terms in the above - just cherry pick the ones that suit your narrative, which I'm sure you have already worked out and probably even proofed and made ready to publish as soon as I drop this clanger on your notions.
I lost count of the number of alternative, generic descriptions you gave for rapey brownoids. Other than that - Wow. You really hate white people

Yes, it's their country. No, it isn't that creep's country. Yes, she can wear what she likes. No, it isn't any of his business what she's wearing, or not wearing. Yes, she has the right to feel safe and protected. No he has no right to even approach her. And so on.

But your games aren't that hard to spot, you shit-eating messenger boy from telegram.
Sometimes it very much IS her own fault.
If she already knows there are potential rapists hanging around, then why the fuck is she tempting fate?
Because there's no law against it?
Correct, not on the statute books, of course not.
But she has to be some fucking dope to think that that's what matters - and you're even worse for taking her side, like JPW, the skin lotion boy.

Have you bought his products, Jimmy?
Do you moisturize?
Like to wear a mini-skirt yourself?
Why not try it?

Lash on a wee dress, some knee-high boots, a wig covering most of your face and a wonderbra with a pair of football socks in each cup. Stumble down the street with a bottle of cider in hand, swinging your hips and ass, laughing out loud and shouting into your phone in a girly voice. You maybe surprised to find that even you start looking like prime game. Even with your knobbly knees, hairy calves, and stubble on your chin. Doesn't fucking matter to Muhammud: he doesn't give a fuck what you look like, you're gonna be face down in the dirt either way while he's busy banging the hoop off you. And when he's done, he'll likely punch you a few times in the chops to put the fear of the bejayzus into you while he makes his happy getaway.

But it wasn't your fault, right?
 
Obviously you frame nationalism as 'Hate' as per your brainwashing but here's a thing, which makes more sense to you;

What are you nationalistic about, Jimmy?

Your country is a falling apart shithole, heavily in debt, torn asunder by the drizzle, high streets lined with bodies, with liars and chancers on every corner.

What exactly are you proud of in all that?

A white person hating black people

Not I.

Or

A white person hating white people

Not I.

In case you hadn't noticed: I left your falling apart shithole island for what's probably the whitest country in the EU zone.

Not to mention the happiest.

Yeah - think about that.

Predictable

Inevitable.
 
What are you nationalistic about, Jimmy?

Your country is a falling apart shithole, heavily in debt, torn asunder by the drizzle, high streets lined with bodies, with liars and chancers on every corner.

What exactly are you proud of in all that?



Not I.



Not I.

In case you hadn't noticed: I left your falling apart shithole island for what's probably the whitest country in the EU zone.

Not to mention the happiest.


Yeah - think about that.



Inevitable.
Forget about yourself (and me) for a second

Which makes more sense to you?
 
But I am highly amused by your refusal to even acknowledge that English slappers are in part responsible for their troubles by virtue of their own behaviour.

It makes me think that your love for white skin includes boning slappers who smell like pissy lane-ways and look like melted plastic dolls.

But then again, the unemployed Irish can't afford to be too choosy, now can they?
 
Forget about yourself (and me) for a second

Which makes more sense to you?

What makes sense to me is that if some slapper dresses herself up like a cheap whore and then goes out and gets pissed fucking drunk and continues to attract as much attention to herself as she can only to find that the only males taking any interest in her are desperate immigrants dying for shag, then she is in fact, pretty much a whore asking for a bruising.

Now, I can accept that blokes like you also need womanly attention, but given what's on offer for your pay grade, it's still hard to stoop that low, innit?

So why not take it out on Lornell and Jamal instead of your own fellow countryman?

Is it that you're afraid of them, Jimmy?

You act so tough online.

Or is that all lies too?
 
It's hard to imagine how you think that that wouldn't apply to you. In the last couple of days alone you've shown that you'll go to the ends of the Earth to defend a bunch of Somalis trashing a restaurant and blame white girls for being raped by them
 
Here, if you really need a white Irishman to blame for hating white Irish people, try this culchie knobhead:



Hates the Irish.
Fucking loathes them.
How come you're not all over his comments stream, Jambo?

Oh, yes: you mentioned a bunch of Somalis trashing a restaurant:



Let's just leave that there, shall we?

You mentioned me going 'to the ends of the earth to defend them' isn't it?

Again, Jambo - and I'll write this very slowly and in large print for you to best absorb it:

Little kids of every colour and from every corner of the world make a mess when they eat. This is what keeps Johnson & Johnson, Nestle, and hundreds of thousands of other brand names in business, is it not? Kids enjoy making a mess. I enjoy making a mess. I always encouraged the kids I worked with to make a mess. That was the rule: 'shout louder, hit the drums harder, jump higher on the bed, drag that sofa across the room, and stick your fingers into the paint bucket, this is a creative studio, not a snooty salon serving foie gras and champagne cocktails'

Here's some examples of these 'innocent' young ladies from England stepping out for a wee snifter and a dance with her girls:







You might say they need protection from immigrant males. I would say they need to be protected from themselves. You might insist that they have every right to behave in the manner illustrated and have the right to feel safe and protected. I would counter that and ask 'where are their white English men and why aren't they protecting their ladies?' which would cause you to erupt in pimples and boils.

Perhaps their white English princes are at home jerking off to kiddie porn like Andy Mountbatten?

You seem to think that modern English girls are having it unduly unfair. I happen to think that their absolute lack of any self respect is a big part of their problems. It's not as if they don't know that there are multiple creeps out and about come closing time. Especially where drunken young slappers tend to congregate. Or were you thinking that if there weren't any migrants at all around that their white men wouldn't drag them into the bushes and kick their back doors in?

Who did all the raping before the migrants arrived, Jimmy?

Was the Yorkshire Ripper really a black man in whiteface?

It's really funny watching you lose before you've even shoveled one spoonful of corn flakes down your neck to soak up the Dutch Gold, Jambo.

So far you've claimed that the Somalis pictured above messed up that carpet because they hate white people. I would say that only a fucking Englishman would put a carpet on a restaurant floor and expect it to be clean when the day is done.

Then you frame slappers as 100% innocent victims of immigrant rape.
The three added pictures don't change your mind - even a little?

Have another go - try harder this time.

You're making a complete twat of yourself so far.
 
Here, if you really need a white Irishman to blame for hating white Irish people, try this culchie knobhead:



Hates the Irish.
Fucking loathes them.
How come you're not all over his comments stream, Jambo?

Oh, yes: you mentioned a bunch of Somalis trashing a restaurant:



Let's just leave that there, shall we?

You mentioned me going 'to the ends of the earth to defend them' isn't it?

Again, Jambo - and I'll write this very slowly and in large print for you to best absorb it:

Little kids of every colour and from every corner of the world make a mess when they eat. This is what keeps Johnson & Johnson, Nestle, and hundreds of thousands of other brand names in business, is it not? Kids enjoy making a mess. I enjoy making a mess. I always encouraged the kids I worked with to make a mess. That was the rule: 'shout louder, hit the drums harder, jump higher on the bed, drag that sofa across the room, and stick your fingers into the paint bucket, this is a creative studio, not a snooty salon serving foie gras and champagne cocktails'

Here's some examples of these 'innocent' young ladies from England stepping out for a wee snifter and a dance with her girls:







You might say they need protection from immigrant males. I would say they need to be protected from themselves. You might insist that they have every right to behave in the manner illustrated and have the right to feel safe and protected. I would counter that and ask 'where are their white English men and why aren't they protecting their ladies?' which would cause you to erupt in pimples and boils.

Perhaps their white English princes are at home jerking off to kiddie porn like Andy Mountbatten?

You seem to think that modern English girls are having it unduly unfair. I happen to think that their absolute lack of any self respect is a big part of their problems. It's not as if they don't know that there are multiple creeps out and about come closing time. Especially where drunken young slappers tend to congregate. Or were you thinking that if there weren't any migrants at all around that their white men wouldn't drag them into the bushes and kick their back doors in?

Who did all the raping before the migrants arrived, Jimmy?

Was the Yorkshire Ripper really a black man in whiteface?

It's really funny watching you lose before you've even shoveled one spoonful of corn flakes down your neck to soak up the Dutch Gold, Jambo.

So far you've claimed that the Somalis pictured above messed up that carpet because they hate white people. I would say that only a fucking Englishman would put a carpet on a restaurant floor and expect it to be clean when the day is done.

Then you frame slappers as 100% innocent victims of immigrant rape.
The three added pictures don't change your mind - even a little?

Have another go - try harder this time.

You're making a complete twat of yourself so far.
No, I think you're doing much worse than that. This shit by you is pretty demented, even by your standards
 
So you rate those cheap English slappers pictured above as refined British ladies?

And that tiny little Somalian reprobate in the high chair was sent in to fuck everyone up?

Go back to bed and give it a fucking rest, you slow cunt.
 
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