"GRAVY FOR YOUR BRAIN!" – Conspiracy Theory (1997)
A lot of folks accepting earmarks …
Doing curses in groups …
Being led by Pharisees and Satanists.
The Whore of Only Fans sets the mood …
yeah – “family values”
The only difference between the GOP convention and the Democratic Convention? – the Democrats will simply be less elegant in hiding their evil. But it’s still the same SATAN sandwich.
“The American system of elections is a cycle of disappointment.” – Dr. Freckles
It really is like Christmas for a lot of people …
You get a couple months of EVENTS …
Then you get together with friends before and AFTER you “vote” …
Some people are immediately disappointed the day of the election.
Everyone is mostly disappointed a year later.
(then they tell you that it can be “fixed” … if you vote again)
Just like Christmas and Santa. Not for adults.
Stages of Communism:
Stage 1, BUSY BODY HOA: why can’t my neighbors stop playing loud music? – I could talk with them, but instead I’m forming a Klungit-gang.
Stage 2, MINARCHISM: FUCK if only we had a tiny KING to keep us safe.
Stage 3, VOTING: WE CAN VOTE FOR KINGS …
Stage 4, NEO-STALINIST HELLHOLE: fuck
Stage 5, COLLAPSE …
The ULTIMATE WEAPON:
You can accept the core narrative of 7/13/24 and the penny dreadful in Pennsylvania. But you have to also accept the consequences of believing this bullshit. That the US government is so broken that a McPoyle was critical in a CIA plot. Or, worse, that any random McPoyle could do this. In either case, it means collapse.
“Don’t trust the media, unless it makes you feel better about reality.” – Dr. Freckles
Nothing about yesterday adds up – even if you think part of the prank was having a bullet whizz by Trump’s head …
Me? – I simply don’t trust the sources of information that would allow me to judge.
As a Sovietologist? – I am simply asking THIS QUESTION
WHY ARE THEY SHOWING ME THIS?
(that’s the question)
Here’s my NICEST limited hangout TAKE from yesterday’s Penny Dreadful nonsense:
We are winning the WAR against the MACHINES …
If they ask WHY I DID IT?
… tell’em it was a SNICKERS BAR …
Fun fact about me: I’ve BEEN to PENNSYLVANIA … (it ain’t no picnic …)
I was working on my spider egg farm when a couple ladies, dressed in gray flannel, came up to my camper to talk about SEA-FLOW.
“We were wondering if WE could benefit from spider egg nutrients?”, the blonde said, as she massaged her boovula through her classy skirt. She had a case, what looked like a rifle case, and inside was a PLOTON GUN that fired WHALE JIZZ at 34% the speed of 12 million flamingoes … this was getting interesting.
“We will let you rub squirrel oil on our breasts as we ungunjoolate our boovulas, with only underwear on, and you can do a bunch of cocaine … BUT … you need to do this thing …”
And we talked about the THING: schedules and linkups and meetings and midnight phone calls over pay phones … burners and churners … it was LIT. We put on Golden Earring’s Twilight Zone, and that’s when the brunette with the really BIG JUGS unleased them and the coke they had … and then it got crazy …
SPOILER ALERT: it won’t last 10,000 years …
“Great fishermen and hunters are also great ecologists.” – Dr. freckles
“Have you noticed? – nothing built in the last few decades is BUILT to LAST.” – Dr. Freckles