"GRAVY FOR YOUR BRAIN!" – Conspiracy Theory (1997)
“Synthetic End Times” Theory: the belief, similar to “blue beam” and not mutually exclusive with it, that TPTB or deep state would fake the end-times narrative to hoodwink Christians.
There are a few implications, including God does not exist or God is not Who I think He is …
But I don’t believe God is a deceiver, and I think there are many hurdles to disrupting God’s plan.
And if I believed in this theory? – I’d skip the hump and go directly to “Simulation Theory”.
“Is Peloton shaming women, fat people or the poors this year?” – Dr. Freckles
“The more fake it is, the more likely YouTube will host it.” – Dr. Freckles
“You can approach the world as a game theorist or behaviorist – but not both: both might yield results, one will damage your soul.” – Dr. Freckles
“You do realize you’re NOT anti-central bank if you want your nation to use US dollars?” – Dr. Freckles
(also: not a NEW strategy for South America or Argentina)
Where did Fetterman really come from?
(he looks like he came from some crooked bio-splicing lab)
It makes me think of Lennie from Of Mice and Men …
I’m working on a sequel/fan-fic to Mice and Men …
“Of Mice and Men 2: Lennie’s Bloodlust” …
The premise …
Lennie IS NOT dead … the gun George used was old and had bad ammo … and Lennie’s head was thick, so he was knocked into a deep coma …
But Lennie comes out of the coma, and seeks revenge on Curley and his wife and Slim and George …
“Lennie” is like government …
(it means well, maybe)
(but it WILL crush your dreams, like a mouse in Lennie’s hands)
I don’t know the REAL ORIGIN STORY of Solomon Grundy – but LENNIE’S STORY would be LIT.
Be like: Marvel calls me …
I like: sure, give me a million.
It’s a movie in 2 years … or less.
It do.
“I’m beginning to think that storing urine in jars was another way Howard Hughes was ahead of his time.” – Dr. Freckles
I heard you, my pussy willow … I heard you last night.
I heard you last night, in your bedtime sweat …
You got home late from work, and turned on the “personal massager” …
You thought about our time in Splunkton, and how I ungudoolated your boovula …
I heard YOU harlot woman …
When you spoke your sour words into the phone and broke my heart into pieces …
I heard you when you got that restraining order, and I sort of didn’t hear you … you know what I mean?
But I stay there, in the woods by the river, not far from where you live baby … and I’m waiting.
Waiting for love.
“J6 was an IQ test, if you attended? – you failed.” – Dr. Freckles
If I had an ONLYFANS account?
It would be some fetish site, exhibiting an overweight dude, in his 50’s, eating chili raw from a can, in his underwear, in the darkness of a cold camper.
(and that’s just every night for me)
If I had an OnlyFans account?
I’d wear snuggle-bunny diapers, and have some kind of fucking plastic pacifier in my mouth … as I slobbered over German chocolate cake – and read Nietzsche …
If I had one of those accounts …
I’d shake my booty, for the looty …
If I had an OnlyFans account …
I’d trick old “Wharf Sarah” into being in some “movies”. She’s 70 and has been tricking for decades … our thing? – the “double Santino Oklahoma style” …
It involves 300 feet of abrasive rope, a diesel generator, four long fluorescent bulbs.
don’t do the “double Santino” on a first date
a “single Santino”? – maybe, if you have an emergency defib kit