GREG GUTFELD: Gender politics are currently coming to light.

Cheers to Monday. Hello again. Unanimously, yeah. Allow it to cover me like a hot bath.

You may be wondering what happened to the Ontario school teacher who caused the largest outrage in Canada since the man who murdered a moose with a hockey club in his home. She had huge fake breasts. Additionally, does it include skydiving with a conservative porn star? It does. It does. it indicates that is now.

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GREG GUTFELD: The Toronto Sun reports that she, who was originally a man, started identifying as a woman last year and began bringing enormous artificial breasts to school.

GREG GUTFELD: The school board continues to support the instructor. no other options.

GREG GUTFELD: Right now, there have been irate demonstrations, disgruntled parents, and awakened and perplexed infants.

Welcome to Canada, where you can’t spell identity without a titty, says GREG Gutfeld. However, it’s still unclear if this is a genuine event, a hoax, or a hoax gone awry.

The Halton District School Board, where she works, has expressed support for the teacher’s overt obsession. GREG GUTFELD However, how about using some common sense? Women in my fantasies don’t even resemble that.

Dr. Anthony Fauci was prevented from responding to a question on the origin of the COVID by Karine Jean-Pierre, according to Greg Gutfeld.

As a result, I guide you through everything since no one else has. And it’s our responsibility to fill in all the gaps in this story’s coverage. This is where we excel. The instructors’ ariolas are the size of wheels, which also helps. But despite neither I nor anybody else here having done any serious effort, we have discovered some genuine news. The shop instructor was recently spotted skydiving in all her enormous boobies. Local pilots originally described it as a weather balloon crash.

But no humor. She was apparently skydiving with Voodoo, a male porn celebrity. I’m hoping he has breasts. Although some people could also refer to the instructor in that way. Voodoo says he was unaware of her identity until she arrived to leap off the aircraft. He did, however, add that it was difficult for her to participate in a tandem skydiving because of her height and large breasts. He said, “If the chute doesn’t open, you’ll be alright if you fall face down,” to a diver for the first time.

However, this brings up the crucial question that only this program has the courage to pose. Are those breasts hollow, or do they really weigh what they should? The inflatable doll I may or may not have possessed in the 1990s comes to mind. This is important because, if you’re going to transition and make the shift more than simply a craving for attention, shouldn’t it be the genuine weight? If not, is this transgender instructor guilty of breast-valor theft? Huh? I’m grateful.

What about all the beautiful, curvy ladies like Dolly Parton, Sofia Vergara, and this man who endure excruciating back pain? Because if the breasts were really that heavy, it wouldn’t be possible to skydive without using a separate parachute for each breast, providing it doesn’t interfere with the plane’s weight constraints when it takes off. They would need to be placed at the rear of the aircraft with the checked luggage on any typical trip. These breasts may be size Triple Z, but based on the ease with which she moves, you can infer that they are as vacant as Joy Reid’s brain.

Oh you folks. Therefore, she has her own flotation equipment packed. She can also float the whole crew to safety in the event of a water landing. Talk about the Hudson Miracle. The teacher is still on leave, according to The Toronto Sun, because of a foot injury that requires her to wear a boot. How did she damage her foot, then? A journalist would query. Did it get tangled up when she put on her bra? She might have fallen while competing in a wet tarp competition.

But she can no longer instruct shop class. She could skydive but she can’t teach shop class. What does that mean, then? that her Dorito-sized hubcaps and the “on leave” thing are both real. It serves as a synonym for areola. This might be a new variation on the greatest trolling ever.

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You’re saying that educators can impose their own identities on students. Cool. Good day, Playtex. Please give me the double Taj Mahal. And now that I’ve hurt myself, you’re sending me home. Cool. I’ll skydive with my enormous *** on everything. I adore this individual. If my arms were four times as long, I would hug her. The wig, incidentally, came off during the dive much more quickly than Trudeau’s blackface with a toilet brush. You would assume a shop teacher would have fastened it. According to the Daily Mail, which covered this, “it’s not clear what the relationship is, if any, between Voodoo and Lemieux,” the woman who was once a man before becoming a woman.

Therefore, we fully anticipate that Miss Monster Boobs simply chose at random the sole conservative porn star skydiver on Earth to pull off this heist. For once, it’s not me if something smells fishy. But I could care less. I am interested in how fetishism has been embraced by identity. Any semblance of sanity vanished along with the binary nature of gender once we eliminated it. As in the case of Jesse Watters last Tuesday, a man can recognize himself as a cartoon fetish scrawled on a bathroom wall in eighth grade. He continually engages in it.

And if you disobey, you play the role of the villain. even though the truth is staring back at you with nipples the size of shot glasses. By rejecting standards, gender politics is now being exposed. It makes womanhood meaningless because being a woman is more than just being a guy who gets to dress up with planet-sized breasts. It allows anything to be a woman. But the transgender movement contends that it is possible. If I were a lady, I’d be furious. Who is to say that I’m not?