Butch Catgirl Appreciator

Bet it feels good as fuck to be disassembled, cleaned and then reassembled as a firearm

If you can’t accept that the stomachs gonna be bigger than the ass and titties than you don’t deserve it

the year is 1999. the local nonbinary glam rocker is holding a concert and the local christofascist cult commander is slinging transphobic rhetoric at them over loudspeaker while his troops march in to shut the venue down. suddenly, a medieval french priest zooms in on a motorcycle, backflipping off of it before it explodes in a glorious ball of flame. the priest looks one of the commander's cameras dead in the lens and says, "you are a heretic. god is genderfluid, and fascists go to hell. also, the voices in my head say you're a little bitch." he then whips himself twice with a thurible, pulls out an assault rifle, and mows down the remaining troops, yelling about penance and suffering all the while. just another tuesday in the zombie apocalypse