Ash. Why did you quote me, then post what you quoted from me? Rhetorical question. I made you very angry (or more angry, as you are always in a mood. PCOS?), and so you spaz posted. You are Tommy Robinson support, you are. You sit in a greasy arm chair, with a can of Special Brew, and you shout about der deueeuezzz. Like Alf Garnett.
I know, mocking you is always a lol. Lucky for us, the rest of the internet won't have you. What's that like? The only place that will have you... is a place of "racists" and "anti-poofter" sentiment.
Like the scat porn you posted and is now forever associated with your name. That's who you are. To the people you went to school with, your neighbours. You are the weirdo, who wags the finger at people, while at the same time, posting sick (maybe illegal in certain states) porn and sexually harassing a Jewess.
Ashley should read the Screwtape Letters. She really should, but won't, because it's not cissy hypno fan fic. That's all she reads. Oh, that and the Protocols. She doesn't know who A Dumas is tho. That last sentence will strain Ash's red neck bonce, maybe to the point of having a stroke.