WelcomeUser Guide
ToSPrivacyCanary
DonateBugsLicense

©2025 Poal.co

I smile when I think about Uncle A, in heaven, not surrounded by the scent of filthy edomites. I imagine they smell like stale bagels and foreskin

I smile when I think about Uncle A, in heaven, not surrounded by the scent of filthy edomites. I imagine they smell like stale bagels and foreskin

(post is archived)

[–] 7 pts

Happy birthday, Adolf! He would’ve been 133 years old today. It’s amazing the ((system)) puts so much effort into hiding the truth and yet millions still adore him. They will never hide the truth enough from people who are willing to look.