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Posts by TORTILLA

  1. TORTILLA Houston
    try smiling

    also lol §m£ÂgØL has aids
  2. TORTILLA Houston
    Originally posted by Totse 2001 You're saying he reminds you of me, Bill Krozby?


    Dude, California is like any other fucking state except in Northern California's Bay Area we have microclimates. but the greater bay area (inside the bay) is the same temp.. almost every day of the year. unless you're in the fog zone from the gate going east. then summers are cold. You literally drive 2 miles and it's 15-20 degrees warmer. but most of Oakland is the same temp almost every day. 60=72 degrees F every fucking day almost. maybe a few years have more cold snaps in the upper 20s at night but you can live. Problem is this. It's a violent area still. Even neighborhoods that are gentrified are still a little ruff to park your car.

    I'd go to New Mexico if I were you. find the zone that isn't 100 plus in the day, nor 10 or minus at night. I think Albuquerque has areas like this. You might find a job, save money and get a place to live or buy a home one day. San Francisco is a shark tank right now. It's what Manhattan was for the last century and growing.

    do you live in SF
  3. TORTILLA Houston
    Originally posted by HTS If scron comes back here after this I'm beating his ass ti within an inch of his life. hose were all my drugs and I have nothing left. The cunt even took our cigarettes AND the vaporizer. Possibly my backpack too. Scrumfuck rat shit piece of garbage.

    HAHAHAHAHAAHAH

    EMBARRASSING

    PATHETIC

    IMBECILE
  4. TORTILLA Houston
    edit

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  5. TORTILLA Houston
    After finally arriving in the greyhound station of downtown Toronto, HTS and his homosexual tweaker internet lover scronlando finally embraced one another. It was a match made in heaven, HTS swore to god via TC that he would never allow scron into his household. But as all good love stories go, he eventually allowed him into the most vulnerable culdesac of his life: his basement.

    Scron took the bait like a starved fish under a frozen Alaskan lake. HTS sucked his cock, and sucked it good he did. HTS even admitted to scron cumming down his throat.

    Nevertheless, HTS became hurt. Scron and hts had a miscommunication. Scron wanted to find his life in this homeless world while hts had no idea why scron wouold ever want to leave the depths of his basement. HTS became an etiz/RC addict for the next 4 days in which he continually asked me, ''is there any hope for me, tort?"

    Scron went on his way. And during his adventures into a new downtown, he was mugged. But scron soon realized, his best bet at survival was that dark smelly basement that he came from. So, scron, giving no fucks, knocked on HTS' door, his parents answered. but somehow, being the beta parents they are, they allowed him to see HTS. The following video is what happened next.


    Video props go to: Panthrax

    Post last edited by TORTILLA at 2017-09-16T01:12:05.280556+00:00
  6. TORTILLA Houston
    Originally posted by 霍比特人说中文不好 Yeah, your opinion that HTS would not admit to whatever because of TORT is laughable and even tort knows it.


    You're way too easy to troll. Man, I miss malice still posted. Now that was some challenge.
    https://imgur.com/a/QdgjF
  7. TORTILLA Houston
    Originally posted by 霍比特人说中文不好 Again, your athletic abilities is not very good. Never said anything about scron being in TC or not and I'm not sure why you're repeating the same point.

    Anyway I'm not going to get into depth about what HTS told me, I'll just say that this doesn't sound like a healthy relationship at all. Lots of red flags. He gonna get walked on and abused, he's too nice.

    Also lol @ you talking to scron on the regular. Couldn't think of a more perfect friendship.

    it doesn't matter what my comprehension is. ur a fucking faggot lol
  8. TORTILLA Houston
    Originally posted by 霍比特人说中文不好 I didn't say they wouldn't fuck. I just said tort is wrong about them having some kind of deal because again, tort likes to make up shit. It would help to discuss these things if you could actually read, Bill Krozby.

    The problem with TC is that you often don't get to discuss people's intricacies in depth. You go on for 15 minutes and then somebody says something and the room moves on. I've been talking with HTS about this daily since the plan's conception and the jist of it is that he doesn't know what's going to happen.

    This is going to end poorly for HTS though. I guarantee it.

    lmfao dear scrolando/mrtranny.

    how your homosexualism runs deep. how have u and hts even obtained internet thus far? Its like 3AM there lol

    Nevertheless, jesus u guys are victims. have u fucked his ass yet
  9. TORTILLA Houston
    https://vocaroo.com/i/s1IoKXOaqgw5

    https://imgur.com/a/UziwW
  10. TORTILLA Houston
    During times of importance, i find it of the utmost importance to activate my account. I am like FEMA, I am activated during times of emergency, and this my friends, is a time of emergency.

    For the past 3 days, via subversive and obtrusive means, myself and other essential tc members have been anticipating and tracking the movements of scrolando, aka mr.happy. He is a homeless homo-sexual tweaker that has just traveled the entire length of Canada to meet up with HTS.

    He has traveled for 3 days via greyhound. It wasn't until hts blacked out on etziz that he finally decided to take the bus to meet his lover (murderer/downfall), who traveled 1000's of miles to see him.

    It has been confirmed that gay anal sex is going to be the method in which hts pays back scrolando for his efforts. Despite this, hts has ventured off to meet his potential pedophile lover, knowing very well that scrolando has 0 money.

    https://imgur.com/a/2wyYg

    I will give live updates as they come. This is an ongoing story - tortCNN
  11. TORTILLA Houston
    and upon further evaluation, my conclusions remain the same; Bill Krozby is still a fuckboy and a homosexual.I came into tc one night and I was shocked to see Bill Krozby with his cock out. Him and hts were drunk and alone in the room, so I kept myself anonymous, remaining as guest-10532.

    Hts was making demands, Bill Krozby obeyed with sloppy drunk jubilation. It wasn't until hts told Bill Krozby to ejaculate while hts rubbed his benign tumor tits that I had enough. Pic serves as proof. I mean, theres no denying my story with pics like that.




    You've been outted Bill Krozby, no longer you have any right to deny being a homosexual. Sigmund Freud could prolly tell you why a hotdog stand is ur life's goal.



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    Post last edited by TORTILLA at 2016-11-27T20:56:28.682351+00:00
  12. TORTILLA Houston
    When Defense secretary Ashton Carter announced, with the backing of the obama admin, that they were going to open up all combat roles to women, i nearly choked. It will be very interesting to see how the military will try to dodge and subvert this new mandate over the course of the next few years. This piece sums is up best: [INDENT]
    [FONT=times new roman][SIZE=12px]From Antietam, Meuse-Argonne, Anzio, Okinawa, Pork Chop Hill, the Ia Drang, Falujah, and countless bloodied American battlefields before and since, ghostly voices call out to American women, “Welcome to the infantry… but beware!” Though proud of their heritage and sacrifice, the voices know too well the hardships and horrors that come with the rough duty of direct combat. They wonder how such duty will elevate American womanhood.
    “Listen,” they say, “this is not about promotions, nor equality, nor pride in individual ability to compete physically with men. This is not a gentleman’s club whose barriers you are crashing, nor a prize to be won. Infantry warfare means closing with and destroying the enemy, with all the suffering and hardship that is entailed on both sides of that conjunction.” Each from his own era can recall the falsely reassuring words: ‘It will over by Christmas.’
    ‘Why one of us can defeat ten of them.’ ‘They will flee in terror.’ ‘We control the air and the seas — they will be frozen in place.’ ‘It will not be that bad.’
    But it has always been ‘that bad’ — and worse. The warm weather turns cold, then freezing; hands stiffen, feet get frost bitten, equipment fails at many degrees below zero, morale sags, spirits break. Mobility is nullified, the ‘lightning’ campaign becomes a drawn out slog — mud and filth cake the infantryman’s clothing, extreme fatigue becomes his natural state. There is no respite from the elements — jungles envelope, rains soak, winds howl, deserts parch, sores fester, insects bite, leeches chew, bodies smell, minds haunt. Closing with the enemy is not merely a matter of hoisting a heavy pack, passing a physical fitness test, withstanding the comparatively small stresses of pre-combat training. It is total commitment to enduring misery, discomfort, pain, exhaustion, and privation.

    And then comes the combat. What does it mean, after all, to destroy the enemy? The voices know that war has not changed its nature; they do not believe that hand to hand, face to face fighting is no more — a theory so glibly stated by those who will never have to test it themselves. Close combat remains deafening explosions, desperate dashes through onslaughts of cracking bullets, screaming rockets, exploding grenades, and crushing mortars seeking to tear flesh, splinter bones, and shred organs. It is probing through minefields and booby traps designed to disembowel, the violent eruption of a close ambush, and patrolling all night to snatch a prisoner, probe a bunker complex, or steal a march. It is rushing headlong into enemy trench lines or bursting into occupied buildings, numbed indifferent by fear and adrenalin to smashed ribs, broken teeth, and concertina wire gashes. It is holding a position against heavy attack when air power, artillery support, and reinforcements are withheld for reasons known only to those above your pay grade. It is firing your weapon until your eardrums burst, tossing grenades to just the other side of the dirt mound to your front, using any means at your disposal (rifle butts, bayonets, entrenching tools, rocks, hands) to kill until there is certainty that your enemy cannot kill you back. It is living with what you have done and then doing it all over again the next day. Direct combat is savagery, gore, violence, and death — all of it up close and personal.[/SIZE][/FONT]

    [FONT=Tiempos][SIZE=17px][FONT=times new roman][SIZE=12px]“Why,” the infantrymen ask of the women, “are you being drawn to this? Why does American society wish you to do this? Are there not enough men who will fight? Will your joining us increase the chances of victory or lessen the loss of life?” They will welcome women to their ranks if so ordered, support them in combat as they would any other fellow soldier. They ask only that the women carry their weight, support them in return, and do their duty — no matter what. Nonetheless, the voices wonder at the wisdom of it all. They know that close combat can brook no modified standards, offer no second chances. In truth, they regret that the gender they have been raised to cherish and protect will now share in the horror — not only those who have eagerly pursued the ‘opportunity’, but very likely those as well who would have preferred to avoid it. And they wonder how our society will look back upon this decision when the casualty lists again extend many pages and we note therein that the genders are equally represented[/SIZE][/FONT].[/SIZE][/FONT]
    [/INDENT]
  13. TORTILLA Houston
    This wasnt solely for his benefit Im writing this, but I wanted him to see it, and being that he will respond in a thread ment to contact other members here. My whole life has been a series of fuck ups and it seems everytime I go and make the right choices in life, to fix those mistakes, to be better… thats when the people I love and care about abandon me. It happened before and I should be used to it by now. The situation with §m£ÂgØL and the gun (I didnt pull a gun on §m£ÂgØL the first time, that was solely my husband), and Itold him after, he needed to leave. He didnt, he just made himself more at home and I never, ever directlypointed the gun at him. I toldhim finally he needed to go along with my husband. Even with me threatening, he refused to leave. I was hormonal, and fucked in the head and was just told by my husband he would shootme in the head as Islept. I just wanted both ofthem togo. After the incident, we tried to make things better and ehile yes, the fighting still occurred with my Exhusnand, I never, ever did anything to hurt §m£ÂgØL. he was only here a short time when the gun came outandI believed he was part of the shit with my husband, hence why I wanted them gone. He did grab me with force on the street when I went to leave and again, Id been drug in vehicles before and it terrified me is why I threatened tomake a scene if he didnt let go of me- if I wanted to have been an asshole, Id have flagged down a car and had him arrested for assult on a pregnant woman, because when someone says leave me the fuck alone, donttouch me, and youtouch them, nomatter if you believe its notassult or not, it is. Isuffer alot of pain, maybe he didnt have a problem with him breaking hard but I did, thats how much shit hurts me, especially when I was pregnant. It hurt when he grabbed my arm and tried pulling me. I have backproblems, little things that seem miniscle to a regular healthy person, it hurts me. He also continued to stay with my husband during this 2 hour escipade to stop me from going to a shelter. Now, beyond that… we worked past all that. Ileft thatsackof shit when I saw him atart totreat my son the way he treated me. I havent known how to manage alone for adecade, especially with a baby I never wanted, especially being single. I said to him I wouldjust go until I ran out of money and my medicine and just… probably die or suicide. He asked me if we could try, but his fear was it being so heavy in the start. I said we could try, but just… I didnt want to lose a friendship over this. He promised we wouldnt lose our friendship.we had a lot of rough spots. Sometimes Id be very depressed and just want to off myself- it was incredibly hard caring for a baby alone with my pain and problems. I saw no hope. At times he would hallucinate me saying I hated him or some such nonesense that I swear was untrue. He hurt me alot with that, and most the time I didnt even know why he was doing it because he wouldnt tell me then when he got a little more sane again what he thought I said or did and it wasnt true but he would believe it until he got more sane. I didnt do anything to hurt him. I just tried to help, tried to be positive when he got low… I had a job call me, where I had applied about 6 months before, before my Ex husband left. I didnt know how Id work and whod watch my son but I did find someone and even through this time he was being paranoid and hopeless for our situation, but I kept going and trying to make shit better for us. When we got going better is when it seemed he wanted to throw it away since it got closer to his ultimate fear.. fear and uncertainly because he was going to come down here to help the situation. I dont know what I did for him to just rip me out of his life. At onepoint last year I was a toxic person, surrounded by toxic people, but at the time he threw me away- I was doing everything right and working my ass off to make it work, being a single mom raising this baby and working damn near fulltime (Ive even worked 60-70 hours a week at my job here now a few different weeks, this week Ive pulled 50). I just needed some help here to make it work with him. point is, the harder I try, the harder it gets and thats when people abandon me, not when shit is fucked and Im fucked, but when I begin to do right, thats when I lose it all. Thats when all the support, and my best friend decides Im worthless- after they get all the drugs Ive mailed and christmas presents, then Im no good to them. After they abuse the shit I begged for them not to. paranoia, schizophrenia and benzos… then they decide Im worthless. It hurts a lot, but Im at the end of my road so it really doesnt matter.

  14. TORTILLA Houston
    This song does a good job at capturing the fuccboi thru song. Good work
  15. TORTILLA Houston
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  16. TORTILLA Houston
    Kek, bonus points for Dasha. I prefer it when she looks happy without smiling though. Smiling makes her face look peculiar.


    Wait so CP girls go by monikers too, like porn stars? lol

    Also, Lanny, im a fellow san franciscan make me mod. I'm ur guy
  17. TORTILLA Houston
    what do u want to talk about?
  18. TORTILLA Houston
    [video=youtube;NwuZV97VlCE
  19. TORTILLA Houston
    agreed
  20. TORTILLA Houston
    The sheer terror that is felt when one's body shuts down. I've experiences this twice, both seizures caused by etizolam withdrawl
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