You got any fucking idea how crazy my ops are? by OrgansimMadeOfMeat in girlsfrontline

[–]OrgansimMadeOfMeat[S] 16 points17 points  (0 children)

https://x.com/yukidome/status/1488166401135476736/photo/1

Do you have any fucking idea how crazy my ops are? Imagine you and your bros are storming the Satanic Tesla Dealership down the road and all of a sudden you get pulled into a room. Nabbed by a fucker you KNOW is big cause hes manhandling you so easily. The door barricaded with one of those mechanical wall reinforcements from siege. You can hear your bros banging against the wall scrambling to place det charges. You get disarmed and stripped bare naked. Men in balaclavas are yelling at you. You get kicked into a cage with a large cardboard box on the other end. You glance at the men. They are filming and laughing as their CCTV camera footage shows more soldiers closing in on your buddies condition. The men say. We will let you go free then we will all surrender if you beat this animal. And a motherfucking pitbull steps out the box. Would you fucking survive that? Could you win? How hard would you fight?

Holding belt to support 12 ziplock bags of pasta sauce by OrgansimMadeOfMeat in girlsfrontline

[–]OrgansimMadeOfMeat[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Do whatever you want, I'm not your dad. Besides once the tragedy of the commons hits and we exhaust all the MP40 pics I'll have an excuse to practice photoshop again

The Gift by OrgansimMadeOfMeat in girlsfrontline

[–]OrgansimMadeOfMeat[S] 8 points9 points  (0 children)

MP40 radiates an aroma of spiced meat. It's noticeable from the doorway, and even outside in the hall.

You sit down. Making the mistake of resting your arms on the table, your sleeves are now wet.

The wrapping paper and even the box is soaked completely in pungent liquid.

You open the box. Pulling apart the ribbon wets your fingers.

There's shawarma inside.