How is everyone tonight? Fantastic, as am I. Glad to hear it.
I do, however, bring news of some Bozos with me tonight, and the lack of self-awareness is making me cackle a little. Enter the Passport Bros.
If you’re not familiar with this particular group of asswipes, please allow me to share with you the word vomit they’re constantly spewing everywhere women happen to congregate.
Passport Bros are guys who lack personalities, height, degrees, and usually hygiene, thus no woman in America will touch them with double gloves and surgical tongs.
“Well, what do the asswipes do then, Queen?”
Hold your fucking horses and I’ll clue you in, my impatient little chatterboxes. Fuck.
As I was saying, they have no redeeming qualities, and refuse to do the work to better themselves. Instead, they go to third world countries, locate a desperate 18-year-old girl, and drag her back to The States as a “trophy wife”. If by “trophy wife” you really mean indentured servant and sex slave, then, yep. They’re trophy wives.
They brag all over social media about their conquests in other countries, taunting women who never wanted them in the first place and wouldn’t touch them with a set of Go Go Gadget hands, if we’re being honest.
Ew. So much fucking ew.
But wait. What’s that on the horizon? Is that reaping? It seems something must have been sown.
In Columbia, at least 8 Passport Bros have been murdered, and the U.S. Embassy has told these fucking Bozos to stop going to the Cocaine Cowboy capital chasing literal teenagers. Are they listening?
Fuck no, they’re not. Because who better to know the lay of the land than some pimply faced incel who hasn’t left his mother’s basement in 17 months? Certainly not a government agency in charge of keeping dumb ass fuckers like this from walking into dating scams and death plots.
What a bunch of fucking idiots.
I find the complete lack of self-awareness mildly hilarious, but what do I know? I’m just an American woman with a career, a dog, and zero ability to pretend like I’m into nerdgasmic activities in exchange for a green card.
The nerve. Someone should put me in my place.
Won’t be one of these fuckfaces though. They’re getting picked off by some womans pimp, and I don’t feel sorry in the least. Leave the U.S. to go try to buy foreign teenagers with the intention of virtual enslavement, get what the fuck they serve you.
Now, stamp that shit in your little book. Dick.
Ah, Passport Bros, the inbred cousins of the MGTOW gentlemen.
Gunboat diplomacy... without the gun.
It’s terrible of me, I know, but OMG, how can I not laugh? Talk about just desserts! Sweet, sweet, sweet!