“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.
More building …
“The world would change for the better overnight if there was a LOT LESS bullying and a LOT MORE building.” – Dr. Freckles
Medicine/Anthropology: Fuck-Ups/Scams
“Between medicine and anthropology, it’s hard to determine WHO had the biggest fuck-ups or the most diabolical scams.” – Dr. Freckles
Look for their strengths …
“Don’t look for their weaknesses, look for their strengths.” – Dr. Freckles
What I intend to do over my 2 week break …
I’ve set some lofty goals for this break; goals so dangerous my mind splits.
Why can’t I do this buddy? I’m not helpless?
So you know what …
- I’m going to try to finish the first draft of BIGFOOT WAR ONE, that’s only about 3,000 words a day.
- I’m going to get my SHORTWAVE JS8 receive-station for NOTES up and running, this shouldn’t take more than a day, but we’ll see. I need to make the script available and simple to set up. And maybe I start doing more dev work on the notes app again, and get it from BETA to … I dunno … just fix some things and start adding features.
- I need to put in 20 hours of training, mostly reviewing assignments for Algebra 1, 2, and Geometry. This should be relaxing. I’m falling in love again with perfect squares and radicals.
But the break starts and I buy two or three boxes of beer and cigarettes and whiskey. I dunk it all in 3 days and then enter a 10 day rampage. I give myself one day to recover … in jail … and then I get fired in the New Year. Maybe?
The break starts and I put forth good effort with the writing bullshit and the various STEED duties of NOTES and GOATS and polynomials. I’m doing GREAT, but the harlot queen DESDRA shows up with love oils and romance-squirrels and arsenic soda. She’s only wearing a black trench coat, all naked and tingly underneath. She grabs my powder-monkey and I stroke her boovula, as she moans and groans the night becomes morning. This could happen, with a likelihood of 1/3.5BILLION … but it could happen.
I should “knuckle down” and get some shit “done”, but will I be the ESCAPE ARTIST on TV, screaming into a hot mic demanding room service, or will I stand majestically upon the mountain of COMPLETION and GOALS MET? – I’ve said too much already, and the target audience is tired of toilsome concerns and the burns from radiation.
I cancelled my DISCOVER card, and left the bard at Stratford by Avon.
I closed down SHOP, like the “RUG WAREHOUSE” from 1986, working on its 8th consecutive “GOING OUT OF BUSINESS SALE”. Who knew bankruptcy was so TIGHT. We tuned into UP ALL NIGHT, and Gilbert calmed the storm of youthful torment with his Tromaville flicks and his dickish voice. LET US REJOICE the forever “going out of business sale”, evergreen and clear.
So we move ON this CHRISTMAS SEASON … because we got special presents …
FROM SPECIAL FUCKING PEOPLE …
Giving us pause for CLAUS if the cause is made of bras, with BIG BOOBS and a story to go with them; red fishnet stalkings and a bit of the “reveal” so you can steal a LOOK.
Nope …
The grope game is SO JAPAN 1987 … and that’s over, it’s basic.
I see you on a Tokyo subway platform in 1999. You’re wearing coal-black slacks and a Pierre -AS-IF-I-CARE blouse. The louse next to you is drunk and angry, and he see’s your butt and takes a grab. Like a slab of meat, you look into his eyes, and he sees his principles and his backwards lifestyle and decides to make seppuku soup for the ELVES at the POLE. That’s Christmas too, in a bonded world of regret and torture.
So yeah, I’m going to try to get some shit done this CHRISTMAS TIME BREAK, but I’m not going to try too hard.
I represent the WINNERS at the end of the rainbow.
I represent the COOL TRIBE of TRIPE-FILTERS and alley catfish boulder hockey.
I will make a steam bath for you.
Can you swim?
This Christmas?
I drink alone …
Y’all want to go down to Scoblies after work? – sure man, I’ll go down there and sit right next to your millennial ass … all smelly and crumbly … flakes of gray and decaying skin, discarded from my head and face as I scratch, dropping into your pint of 9 dollar beer …
You want me to come?
“I drink alone because it’s too expensive to drink in public.” – Dr. Freckles