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Anonymous /lgbt/40090235#40090597
6/18/2025, 12:08:35 AM
>>40090235
I'm 6'2 and would wear heel lifts. I look like this though. Web gear and all
Anonymous /xs/228063#233510
6/10/2025, 3:04:22 PM
just got booted from a game today

>be firefighter
>me and the boys go to a beginner's airsoft dig
>buy some basic airsoft shit; mismatched camo, gun etc
>teams are getting picked
>enemy team has a pic related except wearing a ghillie suit
>is so fucking fat the ghillie suit doesn't cover him properly
>can see his regular clothes through his ghillie
>fatboy has some fucking alien gun GPA sniper rifle with 100m range
>so accurate it's basically a laser beam
>get a thermal imaging camera out my truck that i use for fire safety inspections
>tuck it into my pouches
>game starts
>i know fatfuck is too fucking fat to actually walk into the arena and do objectives
>bitchtits just sits at the back and shoots at random kid with his £2000 gun
>go as wide as i can
>don't shoot any other players
>take out my TIC
>scan bushes
>giant fucking white ghillie blob appears clear as day
>bright fucking white slurmblob
>fatfuck must be sweating like a beast inside his ghillie suit
>sneak to around 10m behind his fatbitch ass
>full auto him in the ass cheek
>he whails in some kind of blubberspeak
>"SNARF SNARF, UHHH HIT"
>waddles off back to start point
>i stay put and hide
>keep tracking him with my TIC
>he wobblewalks back out to the same place
>flumps his fat bitchass back down and starts sniping
>full auto his fat ass cheek in the same place
>he screams and slurmburps something in fatspeak
>waddles back to spawn
>this time he comes back looking for me
>get's fatfatigue and decides to give up the seach
>dumps his fat ass back down in the same spot
>i throw a pyrotechnic grenade at hime
>lands on his fatfolks
>he fatpanics and tries to get up
>can't
>rolls over on his back like a fucking beached whale
>grenade goes off next to him
>full auto him in his fatboy belly for good measure
>he calls the marshal on me for shooting him while he was already out
>lifts his shirt to show marshal all the pellet marks on his blubber
brev i fucking laughed so hard i started crying