Many have asked for a pic of LJB and his foid. In many ways this is me. Except I am balding, have a slouch, a growing belly pouch, very sparse facial hair, and the foid is not of this race. Close enough though. Gmlj

No, I’m not. The moment you eat hotpot with a girl like this, it’s like a succubus of tripe and tendon emerges as she doesn’t know how to chew with her mouth closed and your tylenol induced autism from your vaccinated psyop loving mother fucking amplifies the “URMPH CHEW SHNORPH SHNURF” noises to 100db in your mind. You check your phone and you just got wicked out by the daily low on another long. Instead of any care or thought she just starts badgering you thinking it’s yet another KTV girl when all you were doing was trying to figure out how the fuck to get a down payment on an overpriced condo to avoid the permanent bug underclass and the best part, she just threw in another chunk of meat into the Mala hotpot and the oil hit your eyes so at least you have a reason to wipe some tears away. These videos never prepare you for the horrors that can ensue from dating an Asian woman. You ever hear an ABG blow ass like a humpback whale in the toilet? I have. It’s horrific, sends shivers down your spine. Endless flatulence that reverberates past the bathroom door into your hotel room, each burst of air driving you further insane as to how much hot air a digestive tract can hold. Just because a body is petite and feminine does not mean that all its functions are. Venus after all was the goddess that led to Mars destroying itself with the Sun, the ancient scientists talked about this. I once saw a Sumerian text that warned of this in a dream. You think it’s over. No, it’s not. Post copulation one might hope for a quick brushing of teeth and then laying to rest, but you’ll hear the “HARGH….. PUI” of phlegm and guttural throat debrit hit the sink of the hotel (that you paid for). God pray for you if she can’t get the gunk out in one retch. The great spitting sirens of China aren’t the old men blasting out mucus on the roadside, it’s your hopes and dreams of a lovely ABG weekend dashed by a 5’3 Shandong girl with big eyes expunging fire from her lungs as you doomscroll TikTok. Lord help you when the makeup comes off. You thought you were dating a goddess but turns out she was orangie with a healthy BMI with no eyebrows. But it’s too late! The room and flights were already paid for and even if you increased the leverage before bed, you’re not making back the lost time and energy. Thoughts and prayers. The ABG was the evolution of intelligence agencies creating the beast of the Lennon/Yoko archetype gone wrong. Billions of men psyopped into hoeflation. An empty pool of loneliness awaits. There’s a reason why McCartney and Harrison wrote the best songs after the Beatles broke up - they didn’t have Yoko haranguing them daily to write about wealth distribution and communism while buying another New York penthouse apartment. -Hoeflator

Ppl think $ASTER vs $HYPE is about comps and revs and UIs… knn cb it is time for lanjiao to gib u the sedap max QQ alpha lah… CZ is the elder china statesman… he has the Mandate of Heaven… the stars shine upon his Golden Rice Bowl.. many concubines, many sons, many houses and estates… But now, a new chigga has entered the field… JEFF from hyperliquid. He has the jawline, he has the revenue, he has the gates of heaven open to him and countless eunuchs fighting to death for him bc of the airdrop… it is a WARRING state in the kingdom of the blockchain… the general a bit autistic cat fucktard tho but kind of sun wukong ish but more vaccinated. Anw CZ is seeing his concubines in the bedroom… no longer as juicy. He bite into the wagyu… it’s not A5, it’s A4…. And he knows that the ticking of the clock is coming when the young challenger has arisen. The emperor cannot acknowledge the challenger. Instead, it is about creating new opposition… distraction tactics. When KTV girls want to charge u big big they stroke ur kkj soft soft right? Same here. CZ is not going to let HYPE steal all his power level… instead he creates a competitor to power up. When the CCP wanted to take down Hong Kong’s economic power, they did not charge in with guns blazing… They sent in mainland guniang, while building up Shenzhen and Chongqing and Hangzhou… CZ doing the same with $ASTER. To beat $HYPE he does not need to jelly jelly it or try to bad debt…. He has to show the PUMP power he still has… U must study CZ physiognomy vs Jeff… Jeff is the upright new leader of the Sinosphere… strong jawline and good skull development. Impressive. Very nice. But CZ his head is like MEGAMIND… bc he from young thinking non stop…. “How can I RULE the heavens???” Even his eyes… v calculating.. very zhun… cannot hide any details from him. CZ now is at the first act of his war strategy, making $ASTER pump up only… Soon he will use other Chinese innovations… you cannot fade a Chinese boss who sees competition on the horizon. This is not Temuliquid, this is HuangDiLiquid… it is not a game of cards, it is the next act of our long Zhupercycle. Live, laugh, lanjiao -Hoeflatoor

The love (and hate) of a Balkan woman is perhaps one of the dirtiest and strongest drugs on the planet. Smoke filled coffeeshops where she’s had her third coffee in a row and 5 cigs while recounting to you her childhood hiding in bomb shelters and her father shooting his cousins across the border when Yugoslavia collapsed. Gigantic roštlj plates filled with homemade bread, sour kajmak, charred cevapi, she stuffs them into a bread roll with onions, putting it in front of your face with a single word: “eat”. Slow walks down high streets, critiquing the fashion of every other girl she sees. Grabs you by the hand to see the windows of the new boutiques, trick questions of “Will this look good on me?” like a huntress’s trap to ensnare you. Late night drives with turbo folk blasting on the speakers, her friends hanging out the windows, buzzed off a bottle of homemade rakija. Blasting horns at cars that don’t give let her pass till they yield. You can’t tell if your nausea is from the wild turns around city streets or your stomach bursting from all the pastries her grandma sends her but she never eats, since beauty is her strongest weapon. Her sister hates foreigners but warms up to you after you finish a pack of reds with her. She gets into a yelling match with her before you leave for your place. Classic. Quiet tears with a white knuckle grip on your hand as you stumble down cobblestones past the old fortress. Sex like an intoxicating opiate and stimulant all at once, piercing dark eyes that threaten to eat your heart and soul. Bedsheets soaked in sweat, red wine stains in the corner. Sour summer cherries left uneaten in the kitchen. A cheap glass turned into an ashtray. If God exists, the body and mind of a Balkan woman might just be proof that he did not leave Man with nothing on this cold prison planet.

Great read on Singapore, will add a few more points as someone that left after NS and has been away for nearly a decade now: - Genius does not grow in an environment hellbent on confucian conformity - Despite the fiat resources that would allow us to dominate most mainstream art forms and the talent to actually do so, the cultural fear of stepping out of norms means it will never happen - It's genetic + societal. The hot weather, rat utopia type megacity cannot inspire creativity as a whole. You are far too busy trying to make your iron rice bowl to paint, write poetry, or spend hours on an instrument for the 0-100 non-linear achievement that blows humanity away. We are heavily fixated on the accrual of material comforts, due to the size of the country and lack of resources. In scarcity, the mind cannot flourish, and the brain cannot bloom. But it is also cultural. With no examples of locals that broke the trend, and were rewarded, our genetic (Sinoid) predisposition to conformity, and being cautious, will only continue to grow over time. We will import genius through the dying corpses of Europe, and supply the manpower through the Mainland. It is often the most obtuse, facetious Singaporeans that tend to do well in our cutthroat society, smiling with one half of the face while concealing a knife of deceit in the other - a sad evolution of British stiff upper lip and Chinese face mentality joining into the classic phrase, "Sinkie pwn sinkie". And it is this obsession with money, with status, that will likely doom our nation to vanish into obscurity, another banking haven turned into an ocean-covered ruin centuries from now, for the majority of our populace does not care for humanity, rather, we worship the god of hoeflation itself - filthy fiat, a dollar sign with no real backing, trusting in our CPFs, our BTOs, our ECs, our freehold properties to be the Iron Rice Bowl for our families and futures, despite our English education, our great academic skills, and unique bridge between East and the West where we could synthesize the best of both worlds, and become something extraordinary. Our dating culture does not foster much innovation, when the majority of women will only date above their fiat leagues and social status, choosing to value their fellow countrymen solely for the monthly cheque they bring in. This creates a facsimile of dating pressures that ensure only the most conforming tend to reproduce (while birth rates drop), though hopefully, religiousity will reverse some of this trend. Men create great things for the women in their lives, for their children, for their village, for their people - but from young, Singaporeans are taught to hate each other. From zip code to Gifted Programme slots in primary school, there is no avoiding the concept of scarcity when you must fight in the books with other 12 year olds for your PSLE examinations - where your entire life's fate is determined if you understand the purpose of mitochondria in a cell, if you can solve this one algebraic equation or tell me how many oranges Faizal has after a harvest season. The issue is also climate. In the hot, humid equator, one does not know the passing of time and seasons, and how Nature works with God to form and create Life, and how the seed of Man can flow from the Air that one breathes, to the Water that falls from the sky, to the green shoots of life that spring forth as the seasons turn. In the humid, swamplike heat, you have one burning desire - escape into your air-conditioned safety, and shut the door to make sure no one else gets in. Otherwise, the room might just get too warm, and calling up the contractor to fix it is yet another bill that you want to avoid. Singaporeans are thus trapped in an anti-hyperboreal time capsule of scarcity, heat, and humidity, where the brain cannot function optimally, where the lights in the school burn a blue LED scar down optic nerves, where the concept of rest, of recovery, of a life outside academic, career or financial pursuits might exist. I have long proselytized how Jacob Collier born in Singapore would have flung himself off a HDB by 12, and I'm not exaggerating. The Singaporean blood HAS the seeds of genius, but the land that it is sown upon chews it up and spits it out, husks of man fed to the mill of monetary growth. It is the unique combination of British colonial history, the Chinese Confucian system of thought, and the selection bias of labourers and migrants who left mainly for economic pressures, that creates the last bastion of Britain's once great empire. Lee Kuan Yew has been praised for many things, but his biggest regret was the upsetting of dating dynamics that he had created with his Stop at Two policies, and pushing the education of the entire populace as opposed to enshrining family and children as the cornerstones of Singaporean society. A non-Singaporean man can't understand the idiocy of finding a good mate in Singapore as a local male - while possible, it can sometimes feel like looking for a Dodo in 21st century New Zealand, one might as well murder a flightless parrot instead. You are cucked of two years of your youth by National Service, only to be thrown back into academia where your female counterparts have 2 years of education/earning power over you, and you have the best of the rest of the world entering the country in order to take advantage of low taxes, and good business laws, thus sweeping up a significant chunk of the dating population before you've even made your first paycheck. Born in the 21st century, you then look at your parents that are sitting on 7 figures of unrealized gains with their HDB, their condos, their landeds, and have the face of an entitled boomer go: "You can pull yourself up by your bootstraps, I did it in the 70s". You step into your local hawker centre, and no longer is it the smell of satay, the smell of bak kut teh brewing, the wok hei of char kuay teow, no, instead it is the flaming sichuan peppercorns of mainland Chinese stores, Xinjiang skewers, the pungency of kimchi, and you watch the very soul of your childhood disappear to the inflation of fiat, sacrificed for the boomer's supermajority vote and continued growth of assets. You meet a nice girl, go home to her parents - they ask you how much you make as a 20 something, they ask you the potential of your career, they ask how will you provide - the Singaporean man is the proverbial golem in the matrix, a Neo without having ever taken the pill, drained of his jing, his energy, his youth, his time, to fuel the growth of a corporation that ultimately he will never enjoy the benefits of, while the nation bends over to higher powers and economies like a KTV harlot, or an escort in Grand Copthorne Hotel on the cock carousel for a stack of dollars. You walk down the streets of your childhood - the local stores are gone, replaced by the globohomogenization, another chain from the USA, another chain from China, another piece of history priced out by the strength of our dollar, and the ever-growing rice bowl of our ministers and politicians. The middle class feasts and fomos into yet another condo development, chasing the fiat pump of their assets, banking on the next generation in line to be the exit liquidity for their purchases, so they can take fancy holidays to Japan, to Taiwan, to take photos of autumn leaves, cherry blossoms, shoving another piece of chutoro down their gullets. There is no greater pride in Singapore than using your own countrymen for exit liquidity. The kampung spirit is long gone. The Emerald of Katong isn't the laksa, it's the 500k profit you can lock in on your unit after inhabiting it for 3 years in a sexless unhappy marriage where your only action is when you tell your wife you finally booked the tickets to Hokkaido and it's with SIA this time, not ANA. Under Lawrence Wong, the nation will suffer. The man has no stake in Singapore's future, only feasting upon the nipple of our Merlion with his lack of children, his SK-II slathered wife, and his cheap, sloppy blues licks on his American-made Fender guitar that he strums in a nice landed property. Meanwhile, the working-class Singaporean teenager is hooked on Kpods in a cramped HDB, praying for a way out of his misery as he stares at an enlistment letter from the SAF. Thus, the classes in Singapore are actually determined by age of birth, and place on the fiat ladder, as opposed to the creation of value, the traits of intelligence and positive impact, cast aside for the almighty Eye of Horus. A man cannot lead a nation without a bloodstake for its continued success. Lawrence marks the start of a clown world for Singapore, where faking riffs and smiles for the laughter of the crowd is key, and brushing away the rot underneath the surface is the go-to strategy to keep your place on the totem pole, to keep the machine spinning long enough as you harvest yet another omokase meal or another quiet trip in luxury from our pot of avarice. Singapore's inevitable decline has already started, for we lack what the Europeans and Americans had to save their nations at crucial moments - geniuses that could innovate and solve the issues that the population faced, buying them more time to figure out the next step, to keep the ball rolling. With a lowered birthrate, we have begun the negative flywheel of immigration to boost GDP, the continued devaluation of the average salary while the inflation of asset prices and women destroy the psychological prospects of any man in the nation to push forward. Underneath the polished floors of MRT platforms, hidden behind the manicured sidewalks and flower pots adorning the roads, is a spiritually bankrupt nation, one that lost its humanity long ago and chose to trade it for modernity. I pray one day our nation finds its way.

Lanjiao... observe the hoeflation taking place... in a different life, someone like pasternak would have usurped himself a place among European royals.. he would have raised the interest rates to crash a nation by the danube river and buy its assets at bargain prices and taken over it while silencing his opponents... instead TODAY he is buying BIRKINS for a mid ABG after failing to sell soy nuggets... the depth of man has fallen to no limits... I pray for both of them daily when I bow my head to guan yin at the temple next to the old aunties shaking sticks... pls I implore my sinkie brethren... stop this hoeflationary behavior.... dun reward such piak piak attitude from chabor... Refertilize... refertilize... spread the straits chinese seed and REFERTILIZE the blood of the Earth, one child at a time... live, laugh, lanjiao~

Ugly truths about Singapore: Sinkies think having a nice property in Singapore will make you happy: - Condo: You get annoyed at each floor the lift stops with a private lift, people look into your condo, you see the endless dross of capital running in and out of your city like harlots chasing a Saudi prince. Chinese mafia money. Korean equity wealth. Expats on nice pay packages. Italian tech workers. Supercars in the carpark. It gets old quickly. - Landed: everywhere you go usually requires a car, and/or walking long enough in the humid heat to the point you feel like exploding. Good luck dealing with the mould and damp as well during wet seasons, and ceiling leaks. Also, at least 2-3 helpers depending on the size of the place. Say goodbye to loud, passionate sex with your lovers unless you build a soundproof basement to blackmail people with like Epstein. Sinkies think the country club makes them happy: - it's all boomers gatekeeping their 6-figure memberships for soggy vegetables and a half-decent rib roast that you can get at a butcher and make at home for 1/3 the price and 3x the flavor + the meeting rooms smell like 60 year old unfucked chinese men - unless you like polo shirts you're not getting into the place without breaking into a sweat. Again, the humid heat takes its toll on you. Sinkies think a fat whale sized portfolio makes you happy: - If its thru crypto, expect trouble w banks, and plenty of statements to follow. If thru other industries, need a paper trail and good accountant to make sure it all lines up or MAS gonna come knocking - private bankers will try to feast on your corpse as you lose more hair on your head, your children hating you for being locked in as they grow up, and your blood pressure and receding hairline correlates with your networth (uponly) Sinkies think the tradwife at home makes you happy: - Unless you're good at relationships, most sinkie marriages I've ever seen with money and wealth turn into nothing but a paper marriage and a spiritual and sexual divorce. Both partners basically hate each other but make sure to do niceties in public, church and/or temple in order to maintain face. Always a mistress somewhere. Always a second woman (or multiple). Sometimes Japanese, usually PRC. Occasionally Kazakh if uncle has some balls. (99% of the time, no) - if u make ur wife stay at home, eventually she hates you for taking away her earning power. If she overworks, ur children get into trouble, you resent her for doing that. End of the day, you also headache and full ballsack. cb Sinkies think sending kids to the best schools means they succeed: - Unless they actually are cookie-cutter SG NPC genetics that can stick to the line, usually they end up being ungrateful for expensive primary schools or international schools. They see the wealth their classmates have that you don't, and become jealous and resentful and just want their inheritance and pound of flesh. - Send your child overseas, your son becomes a pothead, your daughter becomes a man, but at least you can brag to your country club friends that you flipped the flat you bought for your then-daughter in Oxford for a nice 6-figure profit while they pitch you a longevity doctor that's just a GP with no real qualifications but a silver tongue for a 10k consultation at some dodgy Orchard clinic. There is one simple solution. The state will not allow your children to die, as we are gradually becoming a liberal democracy. Have as many children as possible, and refertilise the nation. If you are smart, if you have brains, spread the seed. Pinoy style genetic airdrops might be the only way to regain the wealth distribution taken from the millennial generation. The boomers will bear the burden, your children will inherit the little red dot when they have long passed, cremated in Mandai with their tiktok doomscrolling phones. Their ashes coating the cheap urns their children bought for them as an afterthought as they sell off their nest egg to put yet another flower wreath on some mid thai siam bu at a siam diu. This is not a house of cards, this is the sobering reality of a nation that traded its soul for a shiny, shimmering Iron Rice Bowl. Live, laugh, lanjiao.

Congratulations on the sex mr Chad

Having black friends is wild cuz they’ll be 26 posting gym photos and movie quotes then out of nowhere “my firstborn turned 13 love you my son” on IG stories

Glad to have shared the pain

Hi I’m lanjiao! Sg based looking for more kakis in the KTV and siam diu community :) LJ resume >ITE valedictorian, anointed by Josephine Teo >grandfather owned Coney Island but hypergambled his way into the Kampung Elite >sai kang king brudder I see u in the KTV trenches soon, pls sponsor Martell, gam xia gam xia

National Day tomorrow. Day of pride for our Little Red Dot but we have grown SOFT! I pray for every one of us sinkies that we will rediscover the power of MERDEKA, the grit that LKY used to HARD CARRY our nation from swampland to civilisation. I implore all my brethren who have secured their BTO, EC, landed or GCB this cycle, if ye of enough skill, to IMPREGNATE and spread the straits Chinese seed and to go forth and prosper. The only way our nation will survive is if the SMARTEST of us continue to breed. If you don’t want to raise a child, worst case, do it Pinoy airdrop style. We are island boys, we can be rabak. Better a single mother than a used condom - Josephine Teo herself said this. Pull out? Put it in and go for the jugular - George Soros. Our iron rice bowl is no longer iron or rice. We have transformed into an UNI foie gras quinoa donburi golden bowl. Our sheets are soft. Our nights are safe, our roads are smooth, the only thing that isn’t smooth is the uneven shaving on ur balls bc u never spend money on high quality trimming equipment (rookie mistake). Remember that when the grass is trimmed the birds come to play lah lanjiao. U must cultivate the right environment for success… Jeremy tan himself told me this over whiskey… Singaporean culture is a unique microcosm of British elite level colonials crafting a parliamentary system and some democracy, alongside one great dictator and a bunch of line following ministers sipping nectar from the golden donburi bowl. But in spite of the ROT in the kampung we must appreciate our nation for what it is today. 60 years is a short time! Within 60 years from now the KTV girls u trying to text for extra services will be old AH MAHs. Put it in perspective. We have many problems. But we can strive forward. Now we are just at the crossroads into hard times because of SOFT MEN! I implore you to become HARD. U must embody TONGKAT ALI spirit. In every Singaporean man lies the seed of greatness (and lasting more than one round in bed). SUMMON the spirit of the mythical Merlion without the homosexuality. Just because Merlion dun know which species it is doesn’t mean u need to dye ur hair purple. RETAIN and preserve SG excellence. Some say best is yet to be, others like lanjiao say…. I will not sell for COE, I will only sell for GCB! Our nation has beaten the odds. Whether u were raised in Yishun ghetto or Longkangs of Hougang, there is still a chance that you farmed HYPERLIQUID. Imagine being in the Congo. U farm hyperliquid then next thing u know ur organs getting farmed! We have a safe nation to build wealth in but we must PRESERVE our nation. If u have made it… do NOT brain drain Singapore. I too have once fallen into the temptations of Ang Moh life… the pleasantries of a SIESTA… the crunch of a fresh baguette as a French woman’s perfume clouds ur senses…the body mist layers of a Danish Dubai girl…. the idea of non abusive childhoods and psychologically sound parenting… DISAVOW. Believe in the motherland. We suck on the Temasek titty for BTO… too hooked already Liao. In 60 years our SGD was first BODIED by the Malaysian ringgit.. but with no resources, nothing but the remnants of a buttfucked British colony… our filthy fiat currency is a bastion of what can be done in a single generation. Our SGD was a cheap fish tank vietbu to the GBP… now the pound is the one in the cuck chair! Singapore’s greatest years are ahead of it. Sinkie bull run just getting started. Lanjiao loves you all except the midwits that simp after mid SMU girls and fomo into Canberra condo developments.

This is a trick. Do NOT fall for it my brothers. Retain. Never goon. Pray for forgiveness. Trust in deliverance.

Invest in ladyboy brothels. Few understand.

Hoeflation manifests itself when the modern woman is willing to dig a hole for her partner to jump into headfirst as she throws in the shovel for him to bury his pride and soul into. In harder times, men would kill other men for such slander, and end entire bloodlines in feudal Japan for such incendiary words. Instead, the best genetic stock of Europe has to smile, laugh, and nod to this humiliation ritual, and be content being the 2nd choice to eventually get his partner. We must stand against this dysgenic, dystopian trend. Refertilise.

We may dislike it but this is actually peak Asian performance. His parents will love him, his girlfriend will marry him, and the tea in his cup will be aged, warm, pu erh from a tree that survived multiple empires.

When I was a child, my parents would often beat me senselessly out of nowhere - like my mother taking a stick to my brother and I after a random dim sum lunch with family friends, hitting us like a whack a mole game to take out the angers of an unhappy marriage. On other occasions my father would just snap from the stresses of life and slap me so hard my left ear still hears less high frequencies compared to my right. When you ape in the BSC trenches, remember that these are your counterparties. You may get jeeted on out of nowhere. You have been warned.

Knn lanjiao this is just skill issue nia…. U dun whack $800 bed… u Tolong ur brudder who stay in Little India hdb to let u crash on couch so u stay more central (+ experience solana trenches irl)… To skip lines… have some female friends Lor… but den most of u skill issue cannot Tok to Cha bor… ur BO oso scare them away how can liddat… 700m u just walk Lor… in sg LJB hoeflatoor always drive BMW… bus mrt WALK… U dun go to token2049 for alpha… u go there for degeneracy and for stripper ass to spray fumes in ur nostrils while u double decker zyns and take a hit off kpod lah… Dry sandwiches…Abang hawker centre not gonna eat u up lah… this is not NYC subway or London ghetto sia… $5 get ur mee pok tar Jiak jiak then go to next event Lor… Cb headache sia read all these foreign talent visit my island…but dunno how to use brain…. All the ideas in the world but dunno how to wake up…. Live laugh lanjiao ~~~

兄弟们，听好滥交师傅的话。当女人希望网上赚钱，她们会拍照片，像美女，皇帝姑娘，但这是偏话。不要GOON。保护你身体，别浪费精。不要得到GONGTAO。滥交爱你🫶🫶 -滥交师傅

I’m Chinese and would totally do that bro

I always believed in Kyle being a true sigma male, one who does not bow down to hoeflation; today, we see proof of that with the lines

Late stage hoeflation is defined by the inflation of pussy, a fundamental value of society due to its pleasure and utility (i.e. children), to a level of pure speculation and distortion. The Oxford study couple of CT, aka Evelyn Ha and Pasternak, is a prime example of this phenomenon. I am a firm believer in Tyrogue’s Law: the more inflated the pussy of a society is, the more inflated the bubble and impending collapse of it is. It is in the dying breaths of launchcoin’s chart that a young man of the 21st century learns not to trust CT, but rather, to not trust the ability of a man to function when he is with an ABG. The answer is simple. When a man is with an Asian Baby Girl (ABG), his desire for wealth is diminished. Slowly vanquished by every little nag for a new BIRKIN or trip to the Maldives or god knows whatever island with a mythical pool of gold. Did I mention the truffle dumplings? ABGs love truffle dumplings. It’s like they’re cryptonite. If a materialistic ABG was a creature they might be a truffle sniffing porcine in an Italian (actually Jewish) forest, sniffing for the gems of a man that can provide to the inflated standards of late stage American capitalism. Over half of Asian women in America choose to marry outside their race. It’s simple survival really, but also a desire to marry up and out and to lift themselves into a new economic zone. Thus, the flexing, the IG followers, the adoration, the squeals of the egregious NPC crowd that goes “His eyes are so light and blue WOW!!” with every selfie Evelyn forces poor Ben to take. I wish none of you ever experience the curse of dating an ABG. You can fly one in luxury to a beach resort and instead of feasting on her loins with undue pleasure, you’re a chump just taking her bikini pictures and counting off the days you can kick her out of your life. And yes you paid for the waxing too. (Don’t worry, she’ll hook in the next sponsor through those photos you took too. If not, you’ll find her under a pseudonym that sounds British on Seeking looking for a sugar daddy to placate her expenses) In 20 years, if your son asks you where the good women on earth have gone, simply redirect him to the new Sydney Sweeney sexbot v2 built in a Hangzhou factory that you got off Temu. It might be less painful for man to copulate with a robotic, soulless corpse, than to deal with the modern enigma that is finding a partner to spend one’s life with. Such is the curse of hoeflation. Ever since we removed the gold standard, pussy has never been the same. I wish you all well and hoeflatoor OUT.

I was arguing with my lovely mother in the car on the way to my grandmother’s cremation and saw the original tweet and drifted into a different time of my life

宝贝。。。你没买币安人生。。。你说你会抄底，但是你已经没钱。。。你不能带我去吃牛排。。。你的钱包好像我的心，破了。。。我会找Ｂｅｎ Ｐａｓｔｅｒｎａｋ买我一个BIRKIN

btc is like the christian trad girl and alts are like the egirl whore that knows the perfect ahegao face and how to touch u just right... u can have a bender with an egirl and blast 6 nuts in half a day but I always recommend prayer and a steadfast faith instead

He was a crypto boy She was a Dubai girl He couldn’t get it up for her ~~

in a puerh-induced haze Ping put this on a 360 surround projector screen as he pumped DMT intramuscularly into my gluteaus maximus... he asked if I felt the drugs kick in, I whispered, "dont know"... in the background was the sound of a cast iron kettle burning at 333c, whistling 8888hz at perfect morphic resonance... he poured it into the teapot, let it steep briefly... dark, radical, humorous tea emerged from the vessel's spout into my cup... I tapped my fingers in fervent thanks upon the table made from a walnut tree from China's antediluvian empire... it vibrated with a resonance I once heard in a fever dream from a 30-year-old wild ginseng root decotion... I raise the teacup to my mouth.... earthy, viscuous, mind-expanding liquid burst onto my palate... the tea was from the 20th century, blessed with the healing hands of monks that had never felt the touch of a woman's embrace... from the tea I was transported into a monastery upon a mountain facing Taiwan... a master monk was chiding me for transgressions in a different life... said "hoeflator, you must release the fish into the river... from the river to the sea... your karma is all the gods may see... 41 fishes, no more, no less" then, all at once, the labubu entities emerged from the corners of my visage... they danced with a delirious intensity reminiscent of a mid goth foid on a hot summer's day in a suburban field of dandelions, stinging nettles and clover... I held one by the hand in a cosmic tango as the sky split open in two... the mountains disappeared as I heard the laughter of gremlins, and saw the glistening feathers of the mythical phoenix as my pineal gland burst forth with tingling electricity... true story

the real quest afterward is then collecting the flags and running the continents: Brazilians: always warm, let you nut 3-4x, don’t treat you like an ATM Chinese: ur an atm chigger, where’s the berkin? Vietnamese: ur an atm chigger; but ur also my honey baby Thai: welcome to the STD zone, chigger Ukrainian: just say the war is bad and don’t pay for extras as a result. Best arbitrage. Russian: just say the war is bad and STILL pay for extras. Davai! Russian subsets: Siberian: poor village girls. Usually good if you whack before they turn 27 St Petersburg: more expensive but usually better conversation than village girl Belarusians: just say the war is bad and pay more than you would for a Ukrainian but less than a Russian. Upwards and onwards! Nigerian: unusually warm and make you wonder why people are racist towards Africans Italians: get them to talk dirty in Italian, say they look like Monica bellucci, get a discount Spanish: avoid, body hair (and odour) Portuguese: Brazilians but less hot, go straight to Brazil, cheaper Lithuanian: the ETH classic of Russian whores. Great pump and dump every 4 years, really Danish: gentlemen’s delight really, rare to find, shiny charizard of escorts Malay: 1000x lev on rollbit. Some do it once and are done, others do it once and do it for a lifetime. Peranakan men understood this technology. Polish: shorter than Russians, similar pricing Romanian: in between Italian and Balkan. Often trafficked. Avoid for ethics. Serbian: a certain PAP member’s favorite. The A5 wagyu of women by far. Moldovan: The Luna classic of Romanian/Russian whores Pro tips: - hot TRC20 wallet. All times. You never know when you gotta funnel cash to a whore. The OG wallet drainer. - detoxify entities that might be attached to SWers by using moxibustion on the main chankras at home - threesomes are fun but once you get 3 girls in you need some tongkat Ali or ur gonna run out of mojo. Costs also rack up. Not worth it. Ur spirit will be overconsumed. Dopamine detox takes a while. - paying for overnight is never worth it. Get her in, get off, get her out, sleep in peace. A lion sleeps alone. - to replenish qi, deer horn, cordyceps and sleep. After you bust 6 nuts in a day, man must recover lest he succumb to an early death never chase the dragon of whores, chase the dragon of enlightenment. Dragons go to heaven even if they are dragged to earth by the semen succubi of fiat money. Ancient Chinese proverb. NFA

Too poor for GCB Too rich for COE Home is the KTV

I will not crash out at mid women on the timeline I will not crash out at mid women on the timeline I will NOT crash out at mid women on the timeline

One may have 100 BTC yet be a spiritual no coiner One may stand in the citadel, yet be an outsider to all One may taste the Longkang water, yet shower in the freshest of springs One might eat Bai fan + curry sauce, yet be richer than kings Few understand this

Is there a greater indicator of hoeflation and general hormonal dysfunction in modern society than our obsession with mid Asian women packaging themselves as 10/10 Gluck Gluck 9000 machines when they’re just 5/10 peggers with no hip thrust power to even hit the male G spot? Lord knows that only an Asian female can have the entire world in the palm of her hand, but complain that it’s small and she wants a bigger one (why she only dates white guys in the USA/EU). This behavior is the “negging” of this female subspecies, because it it through the subtle psychological manipulation that the inflated value and perception of more can be conjured upon the poor receiver of the ABG spell. The ABG spell is a deeply ancient, archaic spell - Western men do not understand the trickery and manipulation of the Asian female that has been developed through royal concubines usurping the throne with poisonings, stabbings, and crimes against humanity for power. They do not know of the curse of Han in Korean culture. They do not know of the hidden psychological battles forged behind the makeup of the pale-faced geishas. The modern Asian foid is the psychometric hybrid of the past, present, and future, turning into a circus-like character, understanding her supposed value, while knowing it too can crumble at a moment’s notice. Schrodinger’s Asian Baby Girl will be studied in the hallmarks of literature, decades from now. The reason why white men are deeply attracted to Asian women is the base level of testosterone being lowest in East Asian races. On all metrics, EA women score highest across most racial groups of men, due to the neotenous features and smaller frame/stature also being markers of femininity and youth. There seems to be a short circuit in every suburban Caucasian male to not understand the mid Asian he is dating is indeed mid (with 60+ bodies post college) and not a cultured, refined, cute hard working immigrant family lady who just enjoys soju and bubble tea a bit too much sometimes. Based on conversations with my white friends and acquaintances, most such families tend to be calm, quiet, in general, the opposite of Asian households - physical punishment, endless nagging, and a deep focus on materialism as well as academic markers to prove the inherent value of being human (a farce, really). In a relationship where one is getting nagged, getting pressure to achieve more, while for most ABGs the nagging is really just a parasitic cuckoo clock ticking to extract value before eventually settling down with a 3 body count Asian male in SF from her family church. It’s not about creating a partner that’s successful - rather, just like how African tribes built planes out of rope in a cargo cult frenzy, Asian foids repeat the same levels of stress onto their Prince Charmings, biological patterns reaping what they sowed. However, the nagging, the gaslighting - it’s new, it’s exciting, and thus, the white male is ensnared into the tendrils of the ABG. There is an exoticism to dating an Asian women. The bits down there are different (statistics skew for innie/vs outie, it’s smaller in diameter so you feel bigger even if you’re average *wink wink*), the new restaurants, the food, the parents that either hate you for 2 seconds or a mother that immediately says you should have babies with her daughter, or the father that says “wow Jennie! Ur new boyfriend very tall!” But behind that exoticism is a reflection of the degradation of dating dynamics, and the harsh genetic betrayal undeniable in the statistics of the ABG against their own race. Asian women outmarry the highest % out of all races in the USA. But do I blame them? No. Most Asian men lack the rizz or charm of a Latino/black/white man, although the cultural tide is shifting. Hoeflation will remain a symptom of fiat currency and modern monetary theory, with the endless sales of birkins and labubus alongside the death cries of launchcoin holders a siren song for our times.

Knn cb wtf u say about me, kuku jiao? Limpeh tell u I graduated top of my class in Chao Keng skill and collect my gahmen coupons over 300 times oredi. Laoban train damn hard in KTV warfare n I am top garland giver at my siam diu. U r nothing to me but just another Bo lampah chao jibai. Limpeh gonna wipe u on toilet seat like no sinkie ever seen before one. U think u can get away with calling sinkie larp sinkie? Wake up ur idea lah bro. We Jalan Jalan talk talk I oredi get POFMA searching for u. I contact SingTel n StarHub give me ur IP address and u better prepare for hurricane, Jibai. The storm gonna whack u till u see hungry ghost then u know. U mati oredi brudder. Limpeh gonna find u anytime anywhere JB Singapore Batam also will find. I not only did my BMT in Tekong but I will call my kakis to throw u into longkang. U confirm dun know what kind of problem ur big mouth kena u into Sia. If u know u confirm diam one. But stupiak bro like u cannot make it one now u pay the price Lor. Limpeh gonna pang sai fury all over u until mati Liao. U strike Toto today, brudder.

Dat punani gonna look like Nagasaki after he’s done with it ngl

8 out of 10 asian men like getting their nipples sucked and idk how to feel about that

impt to know when ur a fish in a small pond, and how big the ocean is... imajin some koi fish tell u its the most pretty in the longkang.... but then got hot orcas in Pacific Ocean and pink porpoise in the China sea... ccb knn ppl ego too big dese days leh... live laugh lanjiao but sometimes lanjiaobin also kena headache from dis delulu labubu behavior leh

We wish him well

chigga what u dare cite my great leader who built my nation from a desolate SWAMP in the middle of TROPICAL RAINFOREST and call Lee Kuan Yew mode??? I SMITE you with the power of LANJIAO. Repent for your sins. Go to church. Pray. Read some Proverbs for wisdom. Consult the Ba Zi readings for inner PEACE. hoeflator out

meditate so strongly that ktv girls text you that they’re thinking about you when a brief memory of them flashes past your eyes like tears in the wind. the ancients spoke of this telepathy, lost wisdom of the past eons

Gentlemen, this is bait. Do not fall for the trap. The best women in web3 are hounding their colleagues to build the next unicorn, and not posting such inane thirst traps. Retain. Let thy will be guided by the universal consciousness and not the succubus. Praying for everyone simping. If you want coffee with a woman, put down the phone and say hi to one at a coffeeshop with some confidence and perhaps a shower. We need not engage in such inane activities in the 21st century. Your ancestors did not suffer for centuries for you to fall for a foid pretending to be a white girl pretending to be black. God be with you all.

Knn cb wtf u say about me, kuku jiao? Limpeh tell u I graduated top of my class in Chao Keng skill and collect my gahmen coupons over 300 times oredi. Laoban train damn hard in KTV warfare n I am top garland giver at my siam diu. U r nothing to me but just another Bo lampah chao jibai. Limpeh gonna wipe u on toilet seat like no sinkie ever seen before one. U think u can get away with calling sinkie larp sinkie? Wake up ur idea lah bro. We Jalan Jalan talk talk I oredi get POFMA searching for u. I contact SingTel n StarHub give me ur IP address and u better prepare for hurricane, Jibai. The storm gonna whack u till u see hungry ghost then u know. U mati oredi brudder. Limpeh gonna find u anytime anywhere JB Singapore Batam also will find. I not only did my BMT in Tekong but I will call my kakis to throw u into longkang. U confirm dun know what kind of problem ur big mouth kena u into Sia. If u know u confirm diam one. But stupiak bro like u cannot make it one now u pay the price Lor. Limpeh gonna pang sai fury all over u until mati Liao. U strike Toto today, brudder.

we do not sell for COE or BTO.... we only sell for GCB!!! my bones were not destined to be buried in bukit brown... CCR for GCR!!

Young men need to work, it’s in our dna Pick something and throw your heart and soul into it and from its ashes, God may emerge in an eternal vine of sweetest fruit

Give me one that looks like Dua Lipa and istfg Singapore's fertility rate will drop to ZERO

Tbh you should see me go to town on some chicken feet

It has become clear to me that refertilisation is the only way to save the nation of Singapore from imminent cultural and spiritual death in 30 years My brothers in kampung Our time to shift the Overton window has arrived.

About a week ago @0xkyle__ asked me what makes a good LTR and I said it was not leaving them even when they piss you the hell off In hindsight I think it’s being able to have sex with them over multiple times and not getting tired of their bullshit, that’s an important one. Think if you see a girl over 6 times over a couple of weeks and nutted in her at least 2-3x each time you see her then you can consider a long term relationship. You may think I’m joking but I’m 100% serious. This is extremely important. Chinese men need to follow this modus operandi to save our bloodlines and sire genius sons.

Seems like Pasternak's getting as cooked as the SF SWE Evelyn Ha will settle for after 100 more bodies in her 30s

we made it out of the hood onto reddit fam, wagmi

The lion uses seahorse, pine pollen, deer horn and tongkat Ali for superpowers hitherto unknown to the average sinkie fishtank enjoyooor

Glad you found a good one

shut up and put the kkj in the xmm

$PUMP is like Bonnie Blue in a coin goes down on you the moment you touch it

Hoeflation isn’t just the rampant destruction of the human race via the inflation of the standards of women against the declining wages and value of men, but the inflation of past “traumatizing events” and the gaslighting the boomer generations place upon the future, k-pod addicted youth of today. A 15% dip in on your house is nothing to the nicotine, stimulant addicted memescope watching trencher who has seen years of his wage manifest and evaporate multiple times a year on moonbags and bad trades. Yet the same inflationary pressures and policies that created the 2008 crash remain today, the beast at the core of the gambling youth’s pressure, the desire to retire a nonexistent bloodline, to NEVER GOON to an egirl, drive themselves from the valueless currency that forms the lifeblood of modern society, the language that villages, cities, nations and continents may communicate with. Dr Wilson talks about the parasitic class within societies, and the need for a strong middle class to uphold good societal values and balance for a nation to thrive - yet across the board, in Asia, America, Europe, we see the constant squeezing of the middle class, while politicians continue to reap the plasma of empires long dead for another adrenochrome injection, or a Davos harem party. Humans are driven by incentives, reflexive creatures that create trends either through incompetence or deliberate malice. Know that the reason why we have yet to see several western cities dissolve into civil war is due to the panacea of deflationary technology. It is hard to pick up an axe (or order one off Amazon) when there is another game to play, another MOBA, another gif of an impoverished Eastern European girl shipped to Miami or LA to stare jaw agape to. The pending malfeasance of the youth is evident in any High Street any Western European capital. Man requires purpose. Man seeks out meaning inherently. Without these two at heart, a dark path into hedonistic oblivion awaits. Meanwhile, the boomers have reaped a world in which fiat expansion has fed their cholesterol and blood pressure levels to the moon. To see the most parabolic chart of the 21st century, look not at BTC or Nvidia, but rather the expanding waistlines and bottomless appetites of the boomers that rode the wave of inflation, asset rich from a down payment that took less than a year’s work, now hypnotized by the power of TikTok algorithms and IG reels combined with AI slop and random motivational quotes. God have mercy on the zoomer trencher eating -50% candles while his father sends him Tony Robbins. Or worse, Jay Shetty. The worst part about modernity is the inflation is even in death - how can one hang himself in a flat with false ceilings due to the rising cost of building materials, when one’s weight might break the boards from a noose? Even the nobility of choosing one’s end slowly fades away in a society lost in technological frenzies, taking away Man’s inherent desire to control his fate. The rot of society comes from monetary policy and the loss of God, truth, and beauty in all things. Without a moral barometer for Man to stand upon, he becomes a wavering, quivering organism for demons to inhabit, for entities of other lands and dimensions to occupy and consume and conquer with. The superstitious in Hong Kong once used to knock upon floorboards with their woven shoes, in a desperate attempt to summon spirits for energy, for conflict, for curses, blessings - yet at times, things other than spirits would be drawn to their longing souls. And other times, nothing would come at all.

Why does a Chinese father pay for his son’s KTV budget? Power and control over his bloodline Same shit as $ASTER and CZ The chart is the KTV.

There is a deep joy in a love affair with a woman that towers over you. Many men won’t get it but when you’re raised as a Chinese ricepoor trying to grind from the immortal trenches of imperial exams to ascend to the iron rice bowl, having a woman taller than you keeps the voices of death away for just another day. As a manlet you get immediate access to cleavage and bosom, and your cervical spine thanks you for the ergonomics. No craning down your already desk destroyed neck to suck areola and nipple, instead, easy, clean, access, and freedom of movement. Neutral spine. You save money on both therapist and physiotherapy bills, plus stand a little taller. Some men think a taller woman is undesirable - but a slender, larger woman is like going from simple chateaubriand to aged, grass finished prime rib. Taste, sinew, depth of flavor - take the taller girl pill. Cure generations of the manlet curse by doing what lesser man can’t do. 5’2 SF girl won’t take you because you’re 5’5? Flip the script. Get enough game to get a 5’10 baddie to hang off your arm in a KBBQ restaurant while the local boomers wonder how you nailed that. Height is spiritual, just like race. The Austrian painter knew this, that’s why he had blue eyes. In the 21st century, manlets can have the aura of an ubermensch, if only you believe. You must believe, chud, you must believe. I am a firm believer that psychology shapes physiognomy. Therefore to engage in regular lovemaking with a taller woman and bigger proportions thus psychologically shapes your member to enlarge over time to fill any discrepancies, well, downstairs. Bigger dong, bigger aura, on top of that, as a manlet, you no longer tippy toe to get jars on the tops of shelves, she can do it for you! Plus, your calves eventually explode several inches in size - standing doggy builds stronger arches and lower leg strength when your woman is taller than you. Killer calf workouts galore. It’s like Harry Potter riding a hippogriff, really. The wise ones knew what they were doing when they named women after Venus instead of Pluto. They knew the bigger the better, to produce stronger, larger brained offspring. We once had giants roaming the earth, now buried in fragile dust and hidden in obscure mounds buried with King Arthur’s coins. Revive the spirits of the ancients, date a taller woman. The Annunaki knew this secret alchemical knowledge. If a woman who loves you is taller than you, rejoice. You have tamed the feminine, embraced Lilith and her secrets, kissed Eve in the Garden of Eden, tasted the first bite of fruit of knowledge. God I love tall women.

in Singlish no less

When you walk down Sukhumvit at 11:12pm smoking cheap Chinese cigarettes

The reason why Asian people resemble mongoloids is because soybeans, seed oils, and hypothyroid food and diet + repressive culture destroys the soul and face and does not allow gigachads to emerge from the gene pool They don’t tell you this in college though

I clearly invited too many cryptobros to my wedding based on how many “Please don’t say the N word in public” messages I’ve had to send today

The lion does not concern himself with low liq Saturday shenanigans going into a full moon

This was a good one. I’m probably not topping this one for a while. Back to Singlish shitposting we go.

The last thing you see before cai fan 2 veg 1 meat goes to a $50 floor and your romantic life is sticking it into a 4/10 NTU psychology graduate

Sinkies have lost the iron rice bowl. We wake up in silk sheets in a BTO with a mid SMU psychology graduate larping as a therapist for her day job and think life is done. The Malaysian Chinese knows no such fantasy but the GRIT and GRIND against a country working against him. It is what it is. We reclaim Merdeka in a distant lifetime.

Praying for a final leg to finally make it is like praying the ladyboy in nana plaza isn’t bigger than you as you both pop cialis from a roadside seller

The reason why sinkies are not creative is because our shitting conditions do not inspire creativity. Fact is that the sacred time with a man and his porcelain throne is where he expunges filth, endotoxin, parasites and toxins into the physical realm, clearing his body of the previous day so he may be renewed in the presence of the Lord. If you take a shit in sg without AC in the bathroom you enter clean and exit a sweaty sticky monkey - the brain cannot function at higher levels in such conditions! You ever take a dump post McSpicy in primary school with the humid stink and heat completely drenching you from head to toe? I wish that fate not on my worse enemy. For us to reinstate GENIUS and power into our nation we must install portable ACs in all bathrooms. Socialism, but for our bowel movements. Watch innovation reach new heights with one simple trick. Doctors hate to see the Hoeflator walk up to the Mount Elizabeth reception for a reason. Live, laugh, lanjiao

I’ve never understood why men do this. You had your moment, it passed, breathe and let live. I’ve had so many posts on another account do insane numbers and at the end of the day it was all emotional wordslop. To chase the dragon is to be lost in the sauce.

U may be jealous of one man’s partner in life but he may be pinching his nose each time he does doggy with his Cha bor. important to be aware of such curses in life. The fumes of such experiences are to be avoided! Praying for all my kakis! Gmlj

the lion doesn't care that his teerak has a new boyfriend when he flies into Sukhumvit for a week

Licking armpits and weird fetishes are a symptom of both gestational stress in the womb, and stressful situations on the male organism Will not elaborate further LLLJ

cleanse your mind of previous ATH (All The Hoes) eternal sunshine of the fishtank mind

white boys survived world wars Jews survived the germans vietcongs survived the americans I survived the entitlement of sg women we are not the same

when I go Bak Kut teh I always get the canned abalone on top while u get the cheap ribs We r not da same

U must first conceive, then believe, then achieve... u cannot be caught up in specifics and the hows and whats... start with the THOUGHT... the IDEA will wake up... ur iron rice bowl will manifest... when there is a lj, there is a cb... when there is a flower, there is a siam diu... laws of the universe lah

They are both either men or demons that will destroy your soul through endless birkin demands Seek peace Seek celibacy Seek mental stability in the quiet of one’s mind Live laugh lanjiao

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Man no wonder Hsaka stopped tweeting

One is a slampig, the other one pegs you The choice is simple, depending on your thyroid level and blood sugar/metabolic status

When the moon rose in the sky with brilliance and power in previous centuries men would go insane lusting for power and new lands to conquer and plunder Now they just shill their low liquidity shitcoins instead How far we have fallen as a race

Chad Tom Lee or virgin SMU grad with a penchant for shorting WHICH WAY CHINAMAN

boomers gonna get oneshotted by their kids turning into dark industries like sex work and kpod selling to pay bills and afford a downpayment while bragging about the YoY returns of their condo/HDB/landed but we wish them well!

lmao pings short was on snx, he didn’t delete his acc for that reason (ss from him)

You could caption this NYC crypto bro vs SEA crypto bro and it would still be the same result

Sg Chinese boomers will come home to a hag and an empty home and tell you they’re living the SG60 dream, many such cases

U take this back the negroni is not a girl drink

Sometimes I think about how my mother would have disowned me if I brought back a Malay girl to the house and it all comes flashing back…the smell of nasi lemak at a kopitiam roadside with the charcoal burning and satay getting grilled… the tinkling of old uncles stirring their kopi C siu dai… the slurping of Klang Bak Kut teh as it burned the roof of my mouth… time flies brudder, time flies

Smartest thing I ever did was stop writing about coins and just shitpost

also s/o @0xkyle__ for sending the og tweet to me wouldn't have written this otherwise

Life is all about having a guy. Have a Hokkien tongkat ali guy who has a jungle guy. Have a ukrainian jeweller who has a witch. Have a pianist who has a khmer fortune teller. Have a crypto whale who has a shaman. Unlocks vistas of the world to enjoy. True story.

We call this the curse of the Han btw (among Singaporean Chinese) You can’t unlame the Han scholar tendencies to flash their exam score results to the entire village. We thus suffer the consequences on the timeline.

Okay boomer why don’t you go play with your aluminium tv dinner meals and big fancy newspapers with the other old fogeys

What makes you think I'm not doing that

dishonest eyes on Cheong. You must study physiognomy and be careful of such things. Most Malaysians are lovely, excellent and hard working people. but even amongst the garden of Eden, weeds abound. Caution! I wish you all well on this fine Sunday.

yes i secured the gcb this cycle but yk what lanjiaobin rly misses? my ITE chabor who graduated from TAF school of hard knocks... she wud always get me bai fan + curry sauce every day... would trade everything for one more day with Xuan Ling... miss u so much bb na ka

Pint?

The account formally known as @tyrogued may never return but the spirit of the hoeflatoor lives on GMLJ

Smart Chinese father realizes if he sends his son to art school he’ll come back as a woman and fuck up the entire family empire

wats up with 5’2 chinklets dominating capital markets

Foids will say this shit but it’s true, cooking, playing guitar and singing got me more aura than making figs ever did tbh (sad but true)

Happy Jewish New Year and Solar Eclipse (Shorted everything last night btw)

In the world of hoeflation, u must combat the rot with dickflation… today ah hoe here learned some men have injected botox into their kkj in order to boost flaccid length…. very interesting technology… i shall drink my aged puerh tea and meditate on this with the morning sun upon my face… Live laugh lanjiao