/8bantb/ - Random Banter

>>4136

My 11-yo niece wore a micro-bikini like this to the beach I took her to last summer… I nearly had a nose bleed, and men were starting everywhere…

>>4406

Yes, not as fun as it used to /b/ though

>>4406

Warning these bad guys want to destroy 8kun and Q boards

POSSIBLE HUGE RAIDS INCOMING

https://fatpeople.lol/b/thread/1078.html#1078

https://archive.md/RR4zq

>>4457

Seems to be the new spirit that people who use board a always want to destroy board b nowadays. Everything is /intl/ tier now, no "live and let live."

please use your tripcode, at least one time

>>4386

Fuck me! Klim is kinda freaking HOT!!! I had no idea!

>a Filet-O-Fish combo with a bacon cheeseburger on the side

surf… and turf?

<an anon with refined tastes

>when she asked, 'why don't you come eat inside instead of in the parking lot where it is cold'.

eat inside… during quarantine/lockdown?

<an anon from another timeline

>>3878

The Cold War happened, and the United States is pretty much the capitalist epicenter - of course this country's government wants to make communism look bad. There are a few communist parties like the PSL, the CPUSA, and the PCUSA, but they're not that big, CPUSA especially due to McCarthyist purges.

I'd say the furthest left that the Overton Window in the United States allows for is social democracy.

>>3878

have you sadly found most commies are fat and out of shape? this is the case in the us. communism is a sort of soft boyfriend that loves them. a hug pillow. a bearded waifu that tell them they casn kill all thier enemies and it will help poor people.

it is even worse amoung the POMs

>>4255

Take your meds, klim, PLEASE!

>>4255

>not posting the bunny

i feel disappointed in you

>>4397

Put yourself in perspective. The whole reason we are here is to have a life well wasted. Don't let anons put you down. Only consider suicide if you'd enjoy it.

I'm the opposite in a way. My mother is white while my father is from Mexico. I don't mind it too much. I'm not over 6' like my uncles on my mother's side, but I'm not a manlet like my dad either. My father's family actually assimilated into America properly unlike so many other spics that come here. Grandma is your classic tiny Mexican grandmother, but she learned and speaks English quite well. It's whatever I guess.

>>3062

No I can't say I do. My grandparents did it the legal way and had no need to claim asylum. Frankly I think it's cowardly to run to a more stable country. Understandable especially when you have a family, but cowardly. On top of that it's completely pointless. Honestly for every Mexican you let in, more will take their place in terms of birth rate. It is a fool's errand to try to make peace in this way. Personally I want a wall. Maybe with their backs against it, Mexicans will take back their country from the cartels and the corrupt.

>>3056

my mom was the blue guy from spawn

of course if you build a Wall, the Mexicans will stand up to the bad guys, the MS13 manlets and corrupt scumbags.

The fact that it is so easy to emigrate to USA is causing a massive brain-drain from rest of the world to USA. If you want to fix your countries problems, best way is to stop the smart people from leaving. In Europe, Romania has the same problem, everyone leaves for better money in Western Europe

>>3199

As i walk into the bathroom the "critical oxygen low" alarm sounds i ignore my crewmates in the bathroom and find the nearest emergency oxygen tank.

>>3204

I check the pressure of said tank and it is low. There is a loose valve and a mere fraction remains. Damn the maintenance crew for not noticing and reporting it in their weekly checks. Maintenance is slow here, it took 2 weeks to get a new door for the janitor's cupboard.

Totally naked, I leave the bathroom to find the corridor lined with unconscious bodies with a miasma of purple smoke lingering at the ceiling. I take the shirt off one and tie it to my face and keep as low as possible.

I heard a shuffling noise by the officer's mess 150 meters from where I am standing. I take a fire extinguisher, getting a sense of the heft in my hands, and enter the room and am greeted by a creature resembling a giant penis with seven finger like legs as long as I am tall.

The penis screams at me, covering me in purple froth before leaping at me.

I flush and then begin to wipe, ignoring the sound of two more faggots fucking around with the oxygen reserve tanks. Probably infiltrators. I take a good long wipe and flush again.

>>3227

Barbed claws embed themselves into the durasteel floor where nanoseconds ago my head had just been.

I swing my fire extinguisher and hit the demonic phallus directly on the glans in a spray of smegma and tiny pointed teeth. One of the teeth embeds itself in the fire extinguisher and it explodes in my hands in spray of pressurised gas.

The decompression of the gas rapidly cools the surfaces that it comes into contact with. The outer skin on the right hand side of the penis is now frostbitten, bleeding and cracked.

The penis monster crawls away to the nearby corner. and begins to examine itself with its forelegs. It makes a whimpering noise like an agitated seal.

>>3349

Just as I am about to put the creature out of its misery, there is a flush from the toilet I had just exited.

I risk turning my head and see that twenty of the creatures are sprinting down the corridor to the toilets.

Noticing my distraction, the being I thought conquered sneaks up behind me. I feel a viscous liquid on my hair and slide down my face. I touch my hand to my face and to my horror I see a purple viscous liquid. I look up and am promptly swallowed,

Moist flesh surrounds me on all sides which ripples, pushing me deeper and deeper.

>>3518

I pull up my space pants and adjust my space blaster on my hip before exiting the stall. I see an englishman writhing on the floor both his hand locked in a death grip around his exposed and erect penis.

"You've got to help me!" he screams. I space blaster pistol whip him on the left temple knocking him out. I pick up his limp form and carry him over my shoulder out of the bathroom, through the security office, and drop him on onto the duty officer's desk. "might want to toss the bunks for Fungus Spice, I think this guy took to many. I'm taking lunch."

I leave the security office and head down the main corridor to the food concourse. I take off my security disc and slip it into my pocket before ordering a jamacian jerk burrito from the first stall on the concourse. I like my burrito without spit.