NEET
03/24/2024 (Sun) 07:39
[Preview]
No.831715
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You're like a matroishka doll of degeneracy, cruisey. Every time you post your adventures knocking one out i am amazed at the ever deepening levels of putrid self pollution you exhibit. I am wondering how long it is before your tranny or furry or both shell is exposed. But I'm your friend and I would help you escape this downward spiral of self loathing dispair. I'd find a special place for (You) in one of the new Reintergration and Hope institutions, a place for society's no-win cases where they can find their freedom from themselves through hard work. I'd maybe put you in a program where you could benefit the community through your daily efforts, perhaps in the laundry, in the steam press dungeons were you'd be comfy and warm. Naturally we'd have to make sure you werent backsliding with regular checks of your personal items and a search of your spartan but adequate quarters. I'd personally attend your weekly inspections and check your basic model phone for 60x60 pixel boong porn images (I dont know why we got ones with this feature, I think we couldnt viably source dumber models, or maybe its to trap you, to see weather you'd ever be appropriate for release back on the streets) and when I inevitably caught you with such vile contrabrand, or gambling chits, or tobacco or caffiene, It'd unfortunately mean I'd have to institute escalating pecuniary incentives starting with a downgrade to the basic diet, on a smaller segmented metal tray at meal times, then for the second offence I'd find a new cell for you, one a little more humble with less glass on the tiny barred skylight and a thinner blanket, just to encourage you to be more elemental. For a third strike I'd take no pleasure in recommending to the higher ups that you undergo a birching. Your experience would be a chance for you to help your peers to do the right thing by direct example, i.e. on stage during a special assembly. Yes my friend we would make a great pair, in the labor camps. You as the shaven haired, slim and sallow little dude with the pink dot uniform, doing your monastic thing in your little room, with your little meals with your regular penance through the willow canes. And me, as your ever watchful and fair mentor. I'd save you cruise dog and I'm your only hope.