

Beware, Titushkebo—this is how I’m breaking all of you if you don’t man up and realize it on your own.
Don’t you guys hate when Koci Kharebaboys play fake straight-man bravado and deny fucking trans people? When they deny their homosexuality or bisexuality? Aren’t you tired of them hiding behind pseudo-patriotism, projecting their shame onto true Europeans—men brave enough never to conceal anything?
Haven’t you had enough of these people making the world worse for all of us just because they don’t understand basic psychology? Because they don’t have the balls to own their true feelings?
Here’s how I broke this fake jux Titushka. Come on, she is my bitch now. She knows he isn’t a man like us. Come on, let’s call a raven a raven, once and for all, and give them a proper use in our European Georgia.
Send him dick pics. Tribute her. Record for her.
I would call him her, but he isn’t even that. He is just a fake pidarastebis mteri Kharebaboy who I’ve turned into the ultimate meth slut.
All credit goes to your almighty Methinonia. I transitioned from woman to man, and now I’m punishing those who don’t have the balls to do it on their own—those who still play on Bidzina’s dakruli.
Beware, Titushkebo. We all know this is what you want. Admit it—because this is what you’re going to end up as when Bozina leaves for Moscow (pederast capital). Beware, Bozebo. You will end up serving real men like me and Joe Wilson & Co., while we fuck our cute girlfriends in a Khorumi-motif sex march on Rustaveli to celebrate our long-awaited, well-deserved victory.
Yes, there’s nothing wrong or bad about performing a country-scale gf-bf exposition—after all, we want Joe Wilson to know his fight was worth it. Why be average? Why not show him how open we are? He ought not to think U.S. Georgia is more progressive than SexGeorgia.
Come on, the only real shame was these secret boy-on-boy fuckers. What do you think Georgian cops really want? Check the photo for proof—didn’t I post it for the whole world to see?
Listen, I promised my buddies I’d show them the role Kocmutela Bozbanda will play once we are ready for the huge march I so hotly described above. And I am too much of a man of my word not to deliver.
Here’s my pure-hearted, mom-admiring, strong morals warrior boy contribution to my European Kartveloba, yes, I'm one of the Georgians, I'm just as Georgian as King Tamar. Tamar also transitioned from a queen to a king, she had balls to do that. The Ceremony
Bring your girlfriend to Rustaveli as the hot boyfriend you are.
We all bring our girlfriends. And—aaaand—aaaaaand—you guessed it: we put them onto the pedestal of womanliness and give them the entertainment they were too shy to ask for on their own.
Take each Titushka cop and assign them to each of us. Then, feminize them for our girlfriends.
I won’t fuck them—because personally, I don’t enjoy sex with men. But I can persuade my girlfriend (or your girlfriend, if you find that hot—and I know you will) into fucking them. By the very same dick they will cut off from these unmanly Titushkas—as if Freud himself had witnessed the prophecy of dick castration as the ultimate fear of every man.
But a Titushka isn’t a man. You should Akvanshive Motkna them, and let’s not pretend you feel empathy now. Come on.
For Our Girlfriends
Speaking of our girlfriends, I know what you're thinking but no, don't worry, we are not bringing them there for nothing?
Yes, you guessed it—after we do the boy things—toying with dirty Titushkas—we move to the men’s part of the night.
There’s nothing hotter than letting our girlfriends strap the Titushkas only to, fter we spin them on a temporary power trip, remind them the game is over. Now we start the real fuck where they realise who's built for that and who's faking it.
Yes, we fuck them superior. They know it and they are fine with that.
There’s literally nothing inherently shameful about doing this together. What’s there to hide? I want them to be our sex projects. Projects we will invest in. I want them to be our betting horses—where we pimp them into crafting the best possible girlfriend. I want them to compete against each other.
The Aftermath
Oh, and back to this Titushka—she’s our whore now.
Broken into caring for nothing but what my friends think of her.
Have mercy on her insatiable thirst. Breadcrumb them a stingy compliment or something—I don’t even know what these sluts like. Lmao. Any attention is attention, as Brdzeni Eri said.
So, any name you want engraved on YOUR OWN PROPERTY? Want her write your fav Pink Floyd song on her butt?
As already admitted in one of the body texts, he is:
Formerly: KociboyCurrently: In acquisitionSubsequently: Property of the Commonwealth of Joe Wilson, together with mndzreveli bichoba.
She is all in for me. That’s how good a boy I am.
Final Warning
Titushkebo, learn from your own kind. Accept her sacrifice.
Or—well, you already know how you will end up.
I gave you fair warning.
Beware.
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