“I imagine cocaine as a version of the HIV drug commercial.” – Dr. Freckles
THREAT LEVEL TANGO!
I am declaring a TANGO-LEVEL threat …
A threat to your pocketbook and your dog and your home. On loan from the STUDD’S SOAP COMPANY, TORG-RAIDERS are arming up on the edge of town. They can’t afford food or clean water, their bodies are home to many kinds of parasites.
JIZZ CARTENSON is crawling up your poop-pipes, talking about “cigarette cures” and weird diseases from PANDA EXPRESS. He makes the rounds, prepping the fear engine, getting folks ready for the BIRD-FLU SURPRISE, and darkening skies of poisonous gas. The last STORM RUNNER is lost in the woods and NELLY PARSONS can’t find her underwear steamer.
PAPA BLUMP is rolling up LITTLE MEXICO in TACOMA, ignoring NEW CHINA in Seattle. The busket-beavers crawl off the container ships on Harbor Island, and the GOLDMAN-SACKS GUYS do their TIDE WORK to bargain for ANCHOR BABY TYPES from BEIJING. Sometimes the containers are sealed too well and all that arrives is meat loaf, so they sell that excess to TACO BELL or DENNY’S.
Wedding bells RING LOUD as the PROUD BOYS erect their GYPSUM MONUMENT for JD TRANCE. WALNUT FORCES under the command of SHERGHEIMER are breaking out of CROWN HEIGHTS and BRIGHTON BEACH, the Black Sea pirates do their boogie for RFK JR and the bear carcasses get tossed in the park.
CLOUD GUARDIANS are filling the space with grease-paint-poison. Micro-plastics collect in your liver, as the SKY HAWK SHAMAN stays the course and dumps his LOAD, so your insides can explode. POISON FOG is spreading, and many a FRENCHIE is getting lost out there; their bodies torn apart by squirrels.
TITLE-9 will be replaced with CIDER HOUSE RULES, as the gruel matrons pour out spilt salt-wax and gravy wine. Long before the time of the torn-doves, our LOVE CALDRON overflowed with that crimson glow; junket masters settled cases and wasted themselves in the bars of Saipan and Houston.
AT THIS THREAT LEVEL? – we won’t stop till we reach Moscow … Moscow Idaho.
Far in the hills of CASTLE ZONE 5, we’ll be having outdoor bonfire parties and eating hardy on lay aside cable snake and charred ELK. Delving into the FEAR, we see earnest cowboys rustling up burger-set breakfast matches at the YONG-SAN ELECTRO-MART.
But it’s THREAT LEVEL TANGO, and no one is gonna stop us.
It’s discipline …
“My problem isn’t faith or Love of God, it’s discipline: aka DISCIPLESHIP.” – Dr. Freckles
Over 50? -> 50/50
“Everyday in Boblimptock for someone over 50 is 50/50; those odds only get worse.” – Dr. Freckles
Jesus, tipping the tables over …
“Jesus tipping the tables over? – that was LOVE, not hate. If you saw wrath in that, we are not the same.” – Dr. Freckles
Hate and kindness …
“Hate is a LOT of work, kindness is a warm breeze.” – Dr. Freckles
Imagine THAT book …
“Imagine this book title: ‘PEOPLE I SHOULD HAVE IGNORED, PEOPLE I SHOULD HAVE LISTENED TO’. Imagine that book.” – Dr. Freckles
(some might call it the BIBLE)
COME see MY movie …
Come see my movie …
My movie is about crazy times when some NUKE goes off in Splunkton, so the wheel-whores move up to the hills to live like rifle-kings. Janet BO-GARTEN leads the PACK of mullet bearers, as a tarnished army is left to suffer in Phoenix.
My movie has taco bandits and weird special effects …
And if you PRE-ORDER tickets online? – you get a chance to win a bitcoin and a tiny house …
My movie will reveal the truth of space harlotry and all the alien nutjob shit. You’ll be catapulted beyond the galaxy in a sable-star cruiser called MISTY HEART and bleeding gums style pottery classes will be held on Tuesday. Your FRUITCAKE LOVER is covered in seed oils and the bile creeps from beyond …
And buddy, if you buy the tickets online: you will get a chance to win a BITCOIN and a tiny house and a midget hooker named Leslie …
There will be PEAK MOMENTS of PURE DRAMA when the LEADING MAN takes his flamethrower and sets fire to the illegal aliens, screaming racists expletives and crying loudly over his slain dog. The valley burns, as the chestnut wives yearn for that freckled loving from Sir Gowlain, not refraining from their lusty ways; it’s okay to see this for the wickedness that it is.
And listen …
If you PRE-REGISTER for this AWESOME FILM? – you’ll GET:
- One bitcoin.
- A tiny as fuck fucking house.
- A midget hooker named “Leslie”
- A dog with AIDS …
- Six boxes of 22 LR HORNETS, 100 rounds per …
- A star-fucks gift card …
- Collector’s edition GIRLS GONE WILD on BLUE RAY …
THE ENDING OF MY MOVIE IS TRANSFORMATIVE …
You see some BITCH, wearing cut-off jean JORTS and a flimsy top …
SHE STANDS upon the LEDGE of the GREAT MOUNTAIN, as tigers approach and she fires off her last round of 9mm from her HI-POINT pistol …
She cries the name of her grease-ball husband and the parrot sentinels murmur and whisper: “CANTLOSS”
There is chanting and partying, and all kinds of celebrations …
And the last PUCK is erected as EMPRESS of DUBLIN …
Cheerio to that world.
And if you REGISTER NOW to see this ONCE IN A LIFETIME FILM EVENT, you will get a chance to WIN:
- One dicey bitcoin.
- One really fucking tiny house, located near the cooling ponds of a boiling water nuclear power plant.
- A tinier hooker named “Leslie” …
- Juice Nugget Pasta Steaks (lifetime supply, you’ll live another 5 years)
- An AM radio with flashlight …
- FACES of DEATH, all volumes, on VHS …
- 76 gallons of monkey urine
All of this can be, if you see my movie.
IIWII: it is what it is … life … and it’s an empty fuck without GOD
“Life just is what it is; if you believe in GOD, then perhaps it’s more than that.” – Dr. Freckles
It’s THAT EZ
“Zbigniew Brzezinski once said it is EASIER to kill a million people today than to control a million people. But you know what’s easier than THAT? – to let some calamity take out the millions for you.” – Dr. Freckles
(number one hit going back 7,000 years, especially when the elite are blaming the poors for “burning Rome”? – FAMINE)
FAMINE
Could be a “thing” that they know is coming and are covering up, could be a thing THEY triggered, and they don’t want you to know … could be the THING discussed in Matthew 24:22, who knows …
They are NOT known for hard work, so LITERALLY the easiest fucking thing for them to do is to let NATURE wipe out a shit ton of humans.
Next easiest and most likely historically? – to STARVE a bunch of humans out of existence. Especially if your safe zone for the elite is in Antarctica.
MICRO PLASTICS: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=16495
G.M.F.Y.I.L.Y.