“We are Forerunners. Guardians of all that exists. The roots of the Galaxy have grown deep under our careful tending. Where there is life, the wisdom of our countless generations has saturated the soil. Our strength is a luminous sun, towards which all intelligence blossoms… And the impervious shelter, beneath which it has prospered.”

Friday T&A: Doppelthoter edition

by | Feb 24, 2018 | fat girl jihad, Uncategorized

I know we say this every week, but this week… seriously, thank God it’s Friday. It has been a long and in some ways quite brutal week, for both personal and professional reasons. But, once again, we come to everyone’s favourite part of the blog,...

Friday T&A: The Rivalry Edition

by | Feb 3, 2018 | fat girl jihad, Uncategorized

So there I was last Friday, back home from work and contemplating a cold beer while searching for images of hot babes, as is my wont on such evenings. Perchance I came across a South African ladywho is, in fact, an outright model, posted a few pictures of her as a...

Friday T&A: Bushwhacked Edition

by | Jan 27, 2018 | fat girl jihad, Uncategorized

I’ve spent the last few days nose-deep in my e-book copies of the various misadventures of a certain Sheriff’s Deputy within the town of Bugscuffle, Texas, who goes by the name of “Lawdog”. That has gone about how you might expect, really....

Friday T&A: Thot Next Door Edition

by | Jan 20, 2018 | fat girl jihad, Uncategorized

Another Friday, another set of hot T&A to start off the weekend properly. This week’s serving of gratuitous eye-candy comes via an Instagram, er, “model” who plainly has no problem with self-serving exhibitionism. One has to wonder what her...

Friday T&A: Siberian Hussy Edition

by | Jan 13, 2018 | fat girl jihad, Uncategorized

It’s that time of the week again, boys- when all shitlords near and far crack open a cold one and relax after a long week of being awesome and triggering the liberaltards to and even beyond the point of mental breakdown. After all, while we are clearly doing the...

The dog it was that died

by | Jan 13, 2018 | fat girl jihad, Uncategorized

There is an old poem by a chap named Oliver Goldsmith called “An Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog” that contains the famous line reference above. This is especially apropos in light of recent news that one of the Hard Right’s favourite trashy dirty...