
People in Ferndale, Michigan are complete FAGGOTS. Wait, let me just clarify – they are actually COMPLETE PUSSY FAGGOTS.
Ferndale, Michigan is a town directly across the street from Detroit. That street is the legendary 8 Mile Road, the dividing line between utter chaotic savagery and total unbridled faggotry. Ferndale desperately wants to be Ann Arbor, Michigan or San Francisco, California or Portland, Oregon but has neither the resources, money, or natural charisma to be any of those places. Ferndale doesn’t have any decent pizza, coney dogs, Mexican food, OR a good diner. What it DOES have in spades, is, a shitload of entitlement, smug attitude, and an overwhelming need to celebrate so-called diversity and social justice. In other words, EVERYONE IN FERNDALE IS A BOOTICKING PUSSY SNITCH.
5 REASONS WHY EVERYONE IN FERNDALE, MICHIGAN SUCKS DICK :
- They suck DICK. There are a lot of gay men here in Ferndale, and unless they’re all power bottoms, most of these homos suck cock. It’s just a fact. I’m not judging, this is honest reporting. Think of KMBP as real journalism.
- They love to complain. Have any of these assholes had a good day ever? It seems like they wake up in the morning, pour some coffee, and get ready to point out everything they don’t like online all day until the moment they go to sleep. ( EDITOR’S NOTE : We at KMBP do the same thing, but at least when WE do it, it’s hilarious & awesome. And there’s not as much dick-sucking going on. )
- They are all liberal democrats. Yeah, I know you loved Bernie Sanders and convinced yourself that socialism would be successful in the United States but it just hasn’t been implemented correctly yet. But you know what? Biden is now the President, and you’ll have to defend your stupid choice to have voted for that zombified fossil. These soy-munching morons also think Camel-Toe Harry is their friend. She is NOT.
- They LOVE Rainbows and Gay Pride. Remember when being gay meant you were a rebel? Yeah, those days when you’d party all night until 7am at Menjo’s doing poppers and blowing dudes in the bathroom while The Pet Shop Boys and Madonna played at full volume? We don’t, but we’re sure it was a good time for you. Now, every corporate business, small upstart, food truck, brewery, nail salon, barber, and bagel shop has co-opted the gay rainbow as if to say, ” We support your choice to risk taking infected semen into your anal cavity and mouths, and WE LOVE DONUT-BUMPERS AND TRANNIES. So, please, spend your money in our business and don’t cancel us in the future…thank you so much! ” But guess what, it’s not going to work, because the very second that any of these businesses don’t do exactly what the Ferndale gay agenda wants, they get cancelled. Sound like inclusion to you? Nah, I didn’t think so either.
- THEY BELIEVE 100% IN THE CHINK FLU, THE GOVERNMENT JAB, AND THE MARK OF THE BEAST 666. I’ve never seen in my lifetime a bigger display of herd mentality and submission than what’s happened since February 2020. Ferndale is also full of aging punk rockers, rockabilly dudes, hipsters, and blue-haired fat tattooed lesbians that dropped to their knees so violently quick to obey the Coof lockdown rules, it’s sickening. These pussies were once rebels in the Detroit music scene – hanging out at St. Andrew’s Hall, Todd’s, Small’s, Paycheck’s, Bookie’s, and are just falling in line by the dozens every day to get the shot in the arm and waiting for more restrictions from Stretchin’ Titmer ( who they worship ) . If anyone disagrees or has any question whatsoever about the vaccine, they’re immediately called ” conspiracy theorists “, ” Q “, ” Selfish “, ” Stupid Rednecks “, ” Trump Supporters “, ” Proud Boys “, ” White Supremacists “, and other shit I can’t remember. These people are classic snitches and you know what they say about snitches? That’s right – Snitches are going to be rolled over by the Government, too. They came for Alex Jones and you all laughed, but THEY’RE GOING TO COME FOR YOU TOO, FUCKING IDIOT TATTLETALES. And that, at the very least, will be funny as fuck to see.
