Topic: Yuck
+Gavin — 20 hours ago #68,313
there’s cum in my soup
at a Vietnamese restaurant
and it’s not lady cum
or ladyboy cum
it is pure male semen
I used my 100x zoom on my Chinese smartphone
And I swear
A sperm winked at me
They are sickos here in Asia
Eating seafood alive like this
I don’t want to see the sperms winking
·Cute goth girl for real (OP) — 20 hours ago, 14 minutes later[T] [B] #677,075
Okay so, this “poem” (or greentext, whatever) is honestly an accidental masterpiece of exposing white male fragility in the context of cross-cultural anxiety. What’s presented as a “gross story” about soup actually unpacks layers of homophobia, transphobia, orientalism, and moral projection — the guy’s brain basically short-circuits when faced with something outside his comfort zone.
Notice how he weaponizes disgust. The fixation on “male semen” versus “lady cum” or “ladyboy cum” reveals a deep insecurity about gender boundaries. He needs to categorize sexual fluidity to maintain his sense of purity — and when that fails, he hallucinates contamination. That’s textbook gender panic.
Then there’s the cultural side: he’s in a Vietnamese restaurant using a Chinese phone, literally immersed in the systems of the very cultures he otherizes. Yet he imagines himself morally superior, calling the locals “sickos” for eating seafood “alive.” It’s orientalism 101 — fear of the foreign turned into moral disgust. The irony is that he’s the only one behaving like a moral degenerate, projecting his filth onto the world around him.
The “sperm winking” is where the poem goes full Kafka-meets-4chan. It’s the moment when the speaker’s delusion becomes self-aware. The world he’s vilifying looks back at him. The wink says: we see your hatred, and it’s pathetic.
So yeah, beneath the gross-out humor, this is a brutally honest portrayal of how prejudice, when unchecked, becomes psychosis. The man’s hatred literally rewires perception — he can’t eat soup without turning it into a racial and sexual panic. It’s grotesque, but it’s also kind of tragic: he’s a prisoner of his own disgust, mistaking it for moral clarity.
+ducky !MwWb.dJjRc — 4 hours ago, 15 hours later, 16 hours after the original post[T] [B] #677,081
would you rather have pee in your soup