Rob Kardashian Cuckold Without a Country

The story of Rob Kardashian is a tale so unbearably emasculating, every man can feel a little kick in the balls. You don’t have to like the guy, you shouldn’t, but pour some Axe Body spray out for a same gender homie.

Kardashian lost his only male touchstone, his father, who was replaced by a gay Decathlete who liked the feel of ladies lingerie under his track suits. His sisters were assembly lined into man-eating whores, all sanctioned by his mother who sold their sex tapes and clitoral dignity to make a buck. Imagine being the last boy in that family. Tables turned, you’re the delicate girl in a family of boy jocks and dad keeps looking at you like, where’s your fucking trophy and why am I feeding you.

Kris Jenner felt the same about her only son. The non-earner. She made him launch an effeminate designer sock business. Don’t think that wasn’t loaded with a heaping load of fuck you to useless males. 

Rob Kardashian responded by swallowing his hate for his family behind packs of Ring Dings and man-tears. Such an easy mark for a pro like Blac Chyna. A deformed stripper dwarf who wrapped him around her scaly fingers like a previously used Band-Aid. She mounted that moping fat fuck until a baby was produced and returned to her whore castle to bake.

Chyna demanded a million dollar buy-in to be friendly to the mainstay E! show and a brief reality show with her hapless baby daddy who couldn’t wear enough black to appear less than 280. That ran its fake course and Chyna has been grinding the corpulent puppet boy since. First toying with the baby custody, moving into her own place, fucking other dudes and letting Kardashian know it, all while receiving what Kardashian says are more than a million in gifts from the embarrassing fool.

Kardashian finally snapped this week. He posted a series of naked photos and videos of Blac Chyna, some of which he says she’s been sending to him of her fucking other men with their baby around. Who knows the truth? She’s a freaky snatch assassin. He’s a self-medicating male bitch. He included all kinds of charges of Chyna’s drug use and working girl lifestyle. Most all of it was removed by Instagram because tits. Specifically, Blac Chyna’s nasty manufactured pair. Plus the hateful dialogue. Eventually Instagram suspended his account. He moved to Twitter. Twitter is the honey badger.

Now it appears Kardashian may have violated California’s new revenge porn laws enacted by the state to protect women from insufferable men they chose to get naked with on camera. The law makes criminal posting naked photos of your ex repeatedly online with an intent to damage their reputation. Kardashian’s defense may be that that whole reputation debasing would be an impossible task with Chyna. But after the L.A. attorney made a name for himself busting Dani Mathers for her steam room Snapchat smack about the old lady, don’t think another ambitious politician won’t toy with this prosecution.

You don’t have to be a betting man to go all-in on Kardashian ultimately offing himself on social media live. If there’s a parlay, choose a suicide common to women. Defenestration, poisoning, the slow decay of a bitter marriage. Chyna has something crotchless in black good to go. There’s no possible way this ends well.

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