by The Evil Overlady
It seems that Twitter has finally, after over FOUR years, decided that maybe, perhaps, they don’t want to host Shitweasel von Zombiefapper’s posts. It seems it took actual calls to violence from the Orange Megalomaniac to make it happen, but it finally did.
Of course his response to this ban has been fairly predictable.
He has gone to every Twitter profile amongst his staff that he can possibly locate in an effort to post his venom, but once Twitter’s Powers That Be figure out what’s going on, the account in question is promptly suspended.
It warms my twisted, cold, and dead heart.
So he’s now trying to find whatever way he can to get in touch with his demented and masturbatory base and from what I have been reading on the subject, he is far more upset at this situation than at what happened earlier this week.
That this is what bothers him most is pretty much what bothers me most about him. Five people died as a result of the bullshit he actively encouraged on Wednesday, but he’s got his lacy panties in a twist because he can’t spread his nasty, vile, and reprehensible venom because privately-owned social media platforms have shown his miserable Depended ass the door.
This motherfucker’s priorities are entirely wrong and seriously fucked up, to say the least.
To those who continue to sup at the remains of his table, licking up whatever vomit or other waste he leaves behind…
…how can you continue to support him and his clear disdain for anything beyond himself?
I just don’t get it.