Jewsh is a morbidly obese sperg who allows his female moderation team to pussy whip him into doing shit like making Beauty Parlor. Jewsh is paradoxically always broke yet somehow has the money to hire lawyers and indulge in frivolous lawsuits. This is because Jewsh was visited by the FBI in the past and they have him on the rolodex so they can squeeze him whenever they need information on some especially annoying right-winger's potential posting habits. Jewsh has thinner skin than most of the lolcows featured on his website. Jewsh is grossly incompetent and always ends up teased the moment he steps out of his bubble. Like the time Sharty flooded his new imageboard with CP. But because Jewsh is eternally KWABOTY he also allowed Sharty a safe space on his website where they post garbage and constantly shit all over him for letting them fuck his ass and not fighting back. The one time a cow visited Jewsh to fistfight on his front lawn he had his mom open the door while he hid in the bathroom. Jewsh is a faggot. Kiwi Farms is full of faggots. The reason every user on the site is a post 2024 join date is because Jewsh has constant temper tantrums and bans people for innocuous opinions or comments. However because Jewsh's forum has no true community (just A-logs and women) nobody notices these ban habits and would be scared to speak up anyway as Kiwi Farms' userbase are the only people more pathetic than Jewsh. Jewsh seriously believes drawings = real CP because that is what his moderation team of fat women tells him. The only truly free speech website on the western internet is 4chan and that's only because the moderators gave up. Kiwi Farms is one man's virtual Sisyphean boulder that has ruined his life. Jewsh WILL read this post despite pretending not to use the site. Jewsh will think I'm some lolcow or other "jealous person" but he knows deep down how right I am. Jewsh will never self improve the same way he will never lose weight. For Jewsh is KWABOTYAY

>I knew for a long time that Adolf was simply too shy to approach Stefanie. And yet it was not shyness that held him back. His conception of the relationship between the sexes was already then so high that the usual way of making the acquaintance of a girl seemed to him undignified. As he was opposed to flirting in any form, he was convinced that Stefanie had no other desire but to wait until he should come to ask her to marry him. I did not share this conviction at all, but Adolf, as was his habit with all problems that agitated him, had already made an elaborate plan. And this girl, who was a stranger to him and had never exchanged a word with him, succeeded where his father, the school and even his mother had failed: he drew up an exact program for his future, which would enable him, after four years, to ask for Stefanie’s hand.

>We discussed this difficult problem for hours, with the result that Adolf commissioned me to collect further information about Stefanie.