Describe pic related in your finest words.

[Anonymous No.14295441]

[Anonymous No.14295474]

Tranny Butterdyke

[Anonymous No.14295503]

>>14295441
The jannie
He has woken up
No
NO
The jannie is out

[Anonymous No.14295527]

>>14295441
the mods of this board are trannies and fucking disgusting old boomer kikes, there
faggit

[Anonymous No.14295546]

>>14295441
The bumbling fool sits on his leather throne in front of his computer, toiling away his hours- for free.

[Anonymous No.14295723]

Dog frog.

[Anonymous No.14295788]

>>14295441
The lone janitor sat at his desk, surrounded by old dishes, candy wrappers, discarded soda cans and hot pockets, a treat he relished the most. Entrance into his bedroom was undesirable to say the least. His habitat was dung infested hellhole, with living conditions that not even the bravest men would venture into. All the windows were boarded up to prevent sunlight from coming in, the ceiling fan was broken due to gross negligence, mold appeared on the walls, as if the room had somehow been flooded, dirty clothing ran aloof, making navigation a task, the bed unkempt, with a sizeable hole in the center and an odor which fused various disgusting scents together. The room, if it could be called that, was not fit for human habitation. It reeked not only of foulness but unachievement as well. No trophies, no pictures of friends, not even something as simple as memory. And then there was him, the so called "moderator", the Fat Fuck of the Land. To describe him is to illustrate a beast. He weighed the size of a small elephant, due to his diet of fast food products, mostly acquired vis a vis his government check. His diet also contributed to facial acne, though it wasn't the only cause. Showering was haram to him, a habit he discarded upon becoming a janitor. After all he never interacted with others in person, not since leaving college with a meaningless degree. His hair touched his shoulders, with a scalp more greasy than the food he ate. He also didn't wear shirts, instead opting solely for underwear, smeared with dung, piss and jizz. And then you had his sagging man tits. When he masturbated, he often grabbed his own breast, envisioning it as a mature female, typically his own mother, a symptom of his Freudian perversions. This was why his family estranged themselves from his presence. And then you had his inflated ego. He awoke at one in the afternoon, to check the only place he had power: 4channel. He quickly self fornicated and scurried to his computer like a rat. He descended slowly into his chair as a king sits upon his throne, making sure not to put too much weight on the chair. It had a weak frame, and could also tip backwards. He turned on the monitor, ready to govern /lit/, despite not reading himself, save pornographic hentai novels. He saw a thread he disliked, and as he moved the mouse cursor to delete the post, he muttered to himself, "Another day, another dollar".

[Anonymous No.14295980]

>>14295788
beautiful and moving

[Anonymous No.14296003]

"MMMM, yes, I am gay." said he, tenting his fingers beneath his mighty chin. "I like the thread that has the photo of the two women kissing. Maybe I will go to it and not read what it is about but instead look at the photo of the two women kissing. Ahh, on second thought, I am gay. I will go do gay things."

[Anonymous No.14296049]

>>14295441
Doggy glasses man looks like based frog lol

[Anonymous No.14296056]

He smirked jewishly

[Anonymous No.14296123]

>>14295441
"JANNIES could be here" he thought, "I've never been in this neighborhood before. There could be JANNIES anywhere". The cool wind felt good against his bare chest. "I HATE JANNIES" he thought. Sweet Dreams are Made of These reverberated his entire car, making it pulsate even as the $9 wine circulated through his powerful thick veins and washed away his (merited) fear of virgins after dark. "With a car, you can go anywhere you want" he said to himself, out loud.