Bottle blonde Jon-Boy (aka Red Indian) Willoughby and Dark Powers Witch, JK Rowling Stone, should get it all on in a typical girlie hair-pulling bout, and scratch each other’s eyes out.
The delusional Willoughby is all bent outa shape, playing his ‘ace-up-the-sleeve’ trans-gender-bender ‘I'm a pronoun victim’ card as Rowling says he’s not a real woman – not so much an act of misogyny, as Miss Bombay claims, but more one of speaking the common sense and logical, obvious Truth – cos a woman he just is not.
Does he menstruate? No. Can he have babies? No. Regardless of whether he’s still got a cock and bollocks - or had them sliced off – (cos real women don’t have cocks and nut sacks) – and thus these folks simply represent a gaggle of deranged blokes playing transvestite games.
Delusional men masquerading as females of the species, indeed. Please, give us all a break.
There are three sexes – male, female, and our rarer than hen’s teeth ‘hermaphrodites’ – and if these dog wankers posing as females have cocks, then they’re blokes - regardless of wearing a bra, skirt and skimpy thong – and enjoying the sodomy side of intimate sex.
Point is this, the Gender Recognition Act besides, does applying for, then waving around, one of these trans-prized Gender Recognition Certificates mean the ‘converted / transformed ‘formerly male’ individual will henceforth commence menstruating each month – and can copulate with a genuine male of the species – or visit an IVF clinic – and get preggers – and have babies?
Let us not forget, Britain might well be Broken, with a large, capital B, and infested with heathen, infidel illegal immigrants, washing up along our south coast beaches with each day’s misgendered dawn - on a hands-out, scrounge-a-thon excursion - but we are still a God-fearing Christian nation at heart – and only God can make a woman – not some gender-bending surgeon charging £14,000 per genital butchery session (as per Ms Madras Willoughby case) - with a scalpel and fancy stitchwork.
And, for the record, as Ms Rowling is involved in this heated debate viz men posing as women – we’ll place a wager JK couldn’t even get her boy wizard Harry Snotter to cast some ‘high magic’ spell that kitted a male trans-creature out with a vagina, fallopian tubes, and womb – and a foetus – even for an exorbitant cash-in-hand payment of £14,000 quid.
https://www.gbnews.com/news/jk-rowling-trans-row-india-willoughby-police-complaint
Well, there yer go – common sense n logic prevail and rule the day, for the Plod Squad have shitcanned Ms Injun’s complaint.
Ergo, thus it is not a crime to call a spade a spade – or a man ‘a man’ – and apparently even a tranny ‘a tranny’ – and, the pathetic power of pronouns be buggered, you cannot be legally coerced into calling a man ‘a woman’ just to massage an inflated ego – on the grounds he had his willy chopped off as part of a rather excessive ‘lifestyle statement’.
https://www.gbnews.com/news/oli-london-trans-rowling-willoughby
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