Category: Boblimptock

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DEPRESSION SHAMING: continues as a drip

It seems there’s a pattern …

Crypto, BITCOIN et al, has a bad day or week and then come the army of influencers preaching the HODL and don’t be negative and “don’t let negative people into your lives” crowd screeches. Could be real estate pyramid builders … could be stock bros. But when their fortune turns they turn on those who have no voice, who are never heard, and are thoroughly ignored: the negative, the poor, the homeless, the depressed.

I am currently making <$1800 a month taking care of disabled kids at a public school. One of the kids is a bleeder and technically should NOT be allowed at the school, but the MAGA administrators don’t care and I think they laugh about it, the risk of blood born pathogens is huge.

But yeah, I’m the negative problem … can’t afford food, rent, etc, our community is imploding and the sky is filled with garbage.

BUT THIS ZUBY OP, which was a ZERO OP 10 years ago? – yeah, sure, shame people that aren’t eating the cocaine like you.

This kind of gaslighting and psychic driving leads people to suicide, so awesome.

IF I AM TOO NEGATIVE FOR YOU, GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY LIFE! DON’T DONATE, DON’T READ OR LISTEN OR AT LEAST DON’T SEND ME AN EMAIL IF YOU ARE READING OR LISTENING.

I AM WHO I AM AND AT 55 YEARS OLD I’M ONLY MAKING CHANGES FOR JESUS, NOT FOR YOU.

AND TO THE COP IN VEGAS: FUCK YOU TOO!

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They found something in my colon …

My colo-check friend sent me an email.

Dear Colo-Check Friend:

I and our local jungle shaman inspected your stool sample. It is red and green and black. There are hints of aspen and whey. We can't adjudicate the smell, it is like offal to the senses.

See a doctor friend. See one soon.

Love you,

Eduardo of Ecuador

THIS WAS SHOCKING TO ME!

So I contacted my primary care physician, DOCTOR GRUNKIS of Little Saigon Seattle.

I met my GUY out in that alley behind the Italian-Vietnamese restaurant: “Pho-Get-About-it”. He pulled out his blazer knives and his fireball laser inspectors and other gadgets he hobbled together from shit he bought at NAPA auto parts.

He inserted the plumber’s helper, with camera, into my anal cavity and proceeded to move up the dark chasm to the B-ZONE. Upon arrival, he recorded sights and sounds beyond compare. None could forget the great vistas beyond imagination, like the hollow Earth sequences from those fucking King Kong movies. Like that, but greasier and with more tacos.

He referred me to the RUSSIAN veterinarian that lived in Tacoma.

After that I was transferred to Harborview for butt bleedage and other gumbo.