@OrientalTrollface: https://telegra.ph/%C4%90oko-Slijep%C4%8Devi%C4%87---Persecution-of-greedy people-in-the-NDH-04-16
Here is based ns zbor member talking about persecution of greedy people im the NDH
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Bismallah Al-Rahman Al-Rahim
All glory to Allah
Bismallah Al-Rahman Al-Rahim
Allahu Akbar
[redtext]KEEP TAKING LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ, AND KEEP RAGING ON ME!!!!!!!!!!!!
+ years after japan had fallen to the amerigreedy personmasons (like truman, who coincidentially decided to nuke the two most christian japanese cities)
orientalugly personface with one of his most specialed nonsensical brimstones straighr from one of his disugly person circlejerks were he, like the larping brownoid flamboyant person he is, flipfops between being anti-nazi and latping as one, between hating explosive people, regretting, then coming back to spam, then regretting it again and being friends with explosive people. Meanwhile in reality, Japan was committed to stamping out in asia the biggest mason spawn (communism), while most serbs who fought in WW2 were commie partisans battling nazis.
@Chud: Xir's right, albeit. This is a specialed false equivalency even below the third-world standards of this diasporoid christkek who has spammed the 'ru for a year with his self-insert disugly person drama bullraisin. He could swap the jap with a kraut with a wiki excerpt of all the post-WWII freemasons in germany and it would be the same, that's how specialed this is.
We gather with heavy hearts to remember Jimbo-a man who lived simply but left a lasting mark on those who truly saw him. Short in stature and chubby in frame, he resided in a modest hut, lived on his own terms, and walked through life with a spirit that was raw, real, and entirely his.
Of African descent, Jimbo cherished his roots and found deep joy in the bold, comforting flavors of Afro cuisine. Meals with him were more than sustenance-they were expressions of love, memory, and identity. Food was one of the many ways he kept his culture close, and he shared it generously.
He was a person of contradictions-gentle but blunt, quiet but unforgettable. He bore a scent that many found hard to ignore-earthy, unapologetic, and part of the unfiltered truth he carried in every aspect of his life. Jimbo did not pretend. He was who he was.
Tragically, Jimbo died by suicide. We do not pretend to understand the weight he carried, nor the pain that brought him to that moment. But we do know this: he mattered. His life, in all its complexity, was worthy of love, compassion, and remembrance.
Let us not define him by how he left us, but remember him for how he lived-with honesty, depth, cultural pride, and a stubborn refusal to be anyone but himself. May we carry forward his memory not only with sorrow, but with tenderness and truth.
Rest peacefully, Jimbo.
You were seen. You are missed. You are loved.
Vukovar massacre or something
@Chud:
your ustasha was full of greedy people, mentioning serbia under ottoman occupation wont make you white btw
Here is based ns zbor member talking about persecution of greedy people im the NDH
[redtext]KEEP TAKING LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ, AND KEEP RAGING ON ME!!!!!!!!!!!!
orientalugly personface with one of his most specialed nonsensical brimstones straighr from one of his disugly person circlejerks were he, like the larping brownoid flamboyant person he is, flipfops between being anti-nazi and latping as one, between hating explosive people, regretting, then coming back to spam, then regretting it again and being friends with explosive people. Meanwhile in reality, Japan was committed to stamping out in asia the biggest mason spawn (communism), while most serbs who fought in WW2 were commie partisans battling nazis.
We gather with heavy hearts to remember Jimbo-a man who lived simply but left a lasting mark on those who truly saw him. Short in stature and chubby in frame, he resided in a modest hut, lived on his own terms, and walked through life with a spirit that was raw, real, and entirely his.
Of African descent, Jimbo cherished his roots and found deep joy in the bold, comforting flavors of Afro cuisine. Meals with him were more than sustenance-they were expressions of love, memory, and identity. Food was one of the many ways he kept his culture close, and he shared it generously.
He was a person of contradictions-gentle but blunt, quiet but unforgettable. He bore a scent that many found hard to ignore-earthy, unapologetic, and part of the unfiltered truth he carried in every aspect of his life. Jimbo did not pretend. He was who he was.
Tragically, Jimbo died by suicide. We do not pretend to understand the weight he carried, nor the pain that brought him to that moment. But we do know this: he mattered. His life, in all its complexity, was worthy of love, compassion, and remembrance.
Let us not define him by how he left us, but remember him for how he lived-with honesty, depth, cultural pride, and a stubborn refusal to be anyone but himself. May we carry forward his memory not only with sorrow, but with tenderness and truth.
Rest peacefully, Jimbo.
You were seen. You are missed. You are loved.