The Ghost and Molly McGee - Thankful Thanksgiving
to those who can't read the text on this post, here is what it says :
Hi. It’s me, Molly McGee.
It’s Thanksgiving and I wanted to tell you what I’m thankful for this year.
A lot of things have happened and I made a huge mess of things everywhere, but I learned valuable stuff from each and every thing that happened. So,
without further ado, here is what I learned and am thankful for:
1) I met a ghost named Scratch when I moved to my new home. I’m thankful for meeting someone who taught me that ignorance isn’t bliss and addressing the negativity in life is meant to make us wiser, not more foolish.
(Note: he’s dressed as the Holy Ghost right now! It’s really funny!)
2) I also met Andrea and Libby on my first day of school. I’m thankful for realizing that school drama is meaningless and anyone who thinks popularity is actually a thing that controls the school and students is an absolute retard.
3) I went camping with a bunch of head-cases and weirdos thinking that I can be friends with them. I’m thankful for learning that true friendship isn’t something you seek, but rather something you find. No one should go on a friendship quest if they value their sanity.
4) I joined my school baseball team thinking I could make a difference, and all I did was prove that failure is only encouraged through lack of training and lack of will to succeed. I’m thankful I learned that girls shouldn’t play sports unless they are serious and only play it with biological girls only. Girls are weaker than boys physically and should never attempt to mess with the natural order of the genders and delicate social balance.
5) I went on a volunteering thing for false charity delusions I had and I decided a black woman needed my activism to help build a useless bandshell. I’m thankful that I learned kids and teenagers shouldn’t mess with community and town related things since they are far too immature and lack the man power to do anything other than complaining and being a nuisance.
6) I tried to do a concert at that worthless bandshell I moronically helped build (well, it was truly men who built it, but we women took all the credit, since women can’t build things bigger than a bird house after all). Lots of stuff happened and I’m thankful that I learned that taking advantage of being a girl and emotionally manipulating others to get my way is not an okay thing to do, let alone humiliate men in the process and abuse their good will and protective nature toward females.
7) Our Van broke one day and we had to cover the costs to fix it. Me and mom foolishly tried to get the money by doing gigs across town. We failed miserably, and it was Dad who managed to actually get the money by a very clever hustle me and my mom could never pull off in our wildest dreams. Oh, Darrel ( yes, that’s how his name should be spelled, not with a “Y” like some new age nonsense ) was there as well. Not sure how he did it, but he actually fixed stuff around the house. I guess boys are more cut out for things like that. I’m thankful for my dad and brother who not only take care of us, but also tolerate our womanly nonsense whenever our period comes and whining hits the fan.
8) I tried to make a film with my friends, but because of our lack of … well, basically everything, we failed badly. Nothing was truly made, much like how Hollywood now is garbage because of intersectional feminism. I’m thankful that we can fail like that so we can learn to stop invading spaces that don’t belong to us. Also, Scratch warned us all along, but we were too arrogant to listen.
9) I tried to write a presentation about Abe Lincoln, but I failed and I didn’t get any good grades that day. I blamed Scratch for everything and didn’t take responsibility. Not to mention that I smeared the name of Abe Lincoln because he was a white republican who ended slavery. I just couldn’t tolerate the fact that I was wrong. I’m thankful that I have people to correct me instead of posing as an intellectual who knows absolutely nothing other than bitching.
10) My grandma came to visit and I witnessed so blatantly how Thai people can actually be racist and bigoted and even very sexist and narrow minded. I was surprised because I was taught at my school that only white people can be those things. Of course, I idiotically tried to interfere but all I achieved was making things worse, as usual. Luckily it was my Dad who fixed that by telling my mother and grandma that they’re both wrong and they should behave like proper mature ladies. I’m thankful that we don’t live in a world where only women are allowed to be right.
11) I went to my so called friend Libby’s Jewish party. I didn’t like it, so I trashed it without thinking carefully about what I was doing. But you can’t possibly blame me. Libby was inconsistent the whole time about her social skills from the moment I met her. Of course I ruined her Jewish party thing, but the weird part is that she simped for me and still wanted to be friends after all the things I did. I’m thankful I’m not gay. That would make things worse. Though I was technically being racist and sexist.
12) My brother Darrel was in trouble again. In truth, he did nothing wrong, but our teachers who are brainwashed by critical race theory thought he was being a toxic male. Of course I agreed with the teachers since I’m taught to obey them blindly, but my brother decided to defend himself. The teachers made a huge mistake and thought he was gonna do a school shooting. In the end, several teachers got arrested and my brother just went back to his normal life. Which I personally would never do the same if I was him. It’s as if boys can tolerate abuse more than girls. I am thankful that my brother is good and not some bad boy like how everyone thinks boys really are.
13) There was a Turnip festival coming. Me and my dad were told to be in charge of it, but my dad refused stating that knowing how woke this town is, they will never behave properly and will eventually screw him and me over. At first I tried to convince my dad to actually do it for virtue signal points, but my dad yelled at me and demanded that I stay out of it. Later on, he was proved right as the festival turned out to be a disaster. I’m thankful that dad knew how to dodge a bullet and actually stopped me from making a big mistake.
14) One day a bee entered the house. My dad got rid of it while me and mom were scared of it the whole time. I’m thankful my dad didn’t listen to Grandma and held his ground. Also, there was a stupid dare between me and Scratch, but I lost very quickly. Not that it matters.
15) There was a historical statue unveiling in my town. I was furious because it was a straight white male statue, so I did everything I could to discredit him by doing awareness activism and accused him of being sexist and racist and went as far as trying to take the statue down myself by force. My dad, however was called by the police to take me back home. I was yelled at badly and was told that I’m not allowed out of my room until I show some proper respect to American history. I’m thankful for the USA and its historical achievements that changed the world for the better.
16) I tried to force my so-called friend Libby into performing at a talent show. As usual, she agreed to my dumb ideas and simped to me again. She lost the talent show and the prize was given to a white boy I never knew about before. I think I’m in love. Maybe being attracted to white men is something that runs in my family’s blood. I’m thankful I failed at everything that day, otherwise I wouldn’t have met the boy of my dreams.
17) Recently I started growing boobs. I'm so proud of my attractive body and its development and thankful for it. I’m glad I’m not gonna remain a flat chested kid for the rest of my life. Breasts are good.
18) Ever since my chest started to grow, I've felt ashamed whenever I open my legs so wide when I get hyper active. I started closing them more and wearing dresses like a proper lady. I’m thankful that I’m a girl and finally controlling my toxic femininity.
19) Finally, I became Christian after all the mess that happened to me. I knew there was something missing from my life and now I found it. I’m thankful to God, Christ, and the Holy Ghost for showing me the right path. LOL, no, I’m not talking about my friend Scratch, but he is cool though.
and if you don't like this ... LMAO XD ... good ... because I hate this cartoon! ... enjoy your woke shit shoved down your throat!
I'm open for commissions
if you wanna contact me, go here for details : https://www.subscribestar.com/posts/364502