"GRAVY FOR YOUR BRAIN!" – Conspiracy Theory (1997)
MP3: https://planetarystatusreport.com/mp3/20230411_WHITE_SCORPION.mp3
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OATH KEEPERS:Â https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=5376
WHITE SCORPION: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=5356
DARK PRAIRIE, BIG JUMP: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=5353
DARK PRAIRIE, SPRAY PAINTED DOGS: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=5366
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“OATH KEEPERS are ironically named.” – Dr. Freckles
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They used to spray paint dogs on Little House on the Prairie … so many of them died of cancer later … no one cared.
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She was the CASTROL OIL super model spokesperson, she had the sheen of ruby rainbows and her boobs were firm, and soft. She road a HARLEY and she carried 5 switchblades, don’t ask her where she hid them, she’s a lady. When the time of the 3RD HARPY REBELLION began, she was leader of the Kuntry-Klan of husky and thick lumberjack women and their busty scantily clad handmaidens that would rub oils and greases into all the crevices and use soil and mud and clay to re-goomulate the boovula and sprintify the buttux zone.
When she was 22, she dealt a death blow to Kurt ZONE, the lord of Region-55. He had led the monster crew and they were armed with rail guns and hot dice. When he met her, and her platinum blonde hair and her dimples? – he declared her WHITE SCORPION, and her bite was poison. They fought together against the heeblick-folk and the rough-rangers of Death Quadrant-9. They won the gold and trade with the steel merchants, and assisted in ridding the beel-swamp of jinctus-roo carolers … getting ready for the WINTER PAGEANT, that never comes … because Santa is dead.
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MP3: https://planetarystatusreport.com/mp3/20230410_DARK_PRAIRIE.mp3
Donate: https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/doctorfreckles
Soft Landings (revisited again): https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=5346
FUNNY: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=5283
Military Service: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=5267
FIREFLY vs LHOTP: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=5275
DP – Garbage People: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=5285
DP – Dearest Laura: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=5248
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“The soft landing is Powell’s helicopter, landing on the evacuation ship, without incident.” – Dr. Freckles
[curated: 4/9/2023]
MP3: https://planetarystatusreport.com/mp3/20230409_BRIEF_INTERMISSION.mp3
Donate: https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/doctorfreckles
YOLO POSTER: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=5316
A brief intermission: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=5261
We don’t have to blow up the world: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=5265
Spaghetti Westerns: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=5246
Signs of the Times: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=5303
Not every catastrophe: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=5323
“Not every catastrophe is the end of the world.” – Dr. Freckles
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It’s funny, maybe not so funny … If you wanted to prepare the human race for the arrival of the Anti-Christ? – the last few years are about perfect, everything since 2001 … but definitely everything since 2020 …
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“Little House on the Prairie”, Season 7, Episode 21 …
Charles is leading a family through the wilderness, but he makes a pact with a crossroads demon so that he can play the fiddle better … yeah.
So the demon wants Charles to kill the country family, Alvin, his wife, couple kids … And so it simply made sense to start with Ma and Pa …
“It’s alright, bring her down …” – is what Charles chanted, every night after, with a smile …
Bad brake, eh ALVIN?
Tough breaks, for someone in the wilderness … yeah.
OH NO … your hobo repair did not hold …
OH NO … your wife was too scared to jump …
Oh now, our children will be orphans and live like summer freaks feeding the whims of eastern salesman …
“MA, PA, OMG, NO!”
Ma, Pa, oh my God, what happened?
Ma, Pa, is your life in jeopardy?
BECAUSE YOU TRUSTED CHARLES INGALLS …
CUZ YOU TRUSTED CHARLES INGALLS … [choir, 5 times]
Down, down ya go … yer meeting St. Peter …
Your MA and PA are DEAD … welcome to the FRONTIER …
Don’t trust Charles Ingalls …
Charles inspects his handiwork, now the demon whispers “kill the kids …”
THIS IS LITTLE HOUSE ON THE PRAIRIE … (4 or 5 times fucker)
THE END
… maybe, now for the kids?
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“If you’re gonna be wrong, at least be funny.” – Dr. Freckles
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MP3: https://planetarystatusreport.com/mp3/20230408_Anxious_Pondering.mp3
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I have no real notes for this one, mostly a random rant …
“Firefly is a better Little House on the Prairie.” – Dr. Freckles
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Dearest Laura,
I want to …. uh …
Dearest Laura, I need you, you are my ginger-ho.
Dearest Laura, we can strive to be the rulers of the wasteland, our children will live feral lives our mongrel dogs will eat old-English flesh. I will resume my studies, looking into the funeral plan and you can become that HOT TEACHER, filling the spank bank, every boy to a man. And we shall RISE UP like the phoenix after the fire shower and those wolf-rebels will bow to US and be our glower …
I remember you LAURA, when you were young and nice and mild. I remember you when your life was that of a child, and we would fish for big cats and you would mock my pole, and we would laugh for hours, along the meadow creek. I remember that time the whore doctor aborted that kid and we needed to bury little Sam, because no one wanted him, not even his mum. We were free back then, our hearts so light. I remember you that way Laura, a fighter.
It’s like marriage is a dopey thing and if we get tied, our hearts by a string, the minister makes promises with gliding self, and there is no meter by which the organ makes sense. It’s a being stuck with somebody but it’s not a normal trap, it’s the snare of ages – the ancient curse. You are bent and broken by this lost banshee, and yet you call her your wife?
We will have babes, there names will be foretold. Our children will control the Mexican, and the railroad dingo will offer the throne. Beyond our years, as the grey turns to dust and the mind becomes rust, our lives will be rich, you’ll be my BITCH … and I love you …
… dearest Laura …
I need to tell you something, it’s about farmer Jack.
A few years back, after the great storm took out the Haglamite Klan, and the witch-maidens of quadrant-34 relented before the shirtless battle monks of Houston …
A while back when the last king bowed down and the throne was burned and the human spurned …
There was this farmer guy, Jack, and he owed me $50 for a bet we made. Don’t worry about the bet … maybe it was related to your blind sister’s first kid and how long the child would live. Needless to say, JACK lost the bet and owes me $50 … and I’m none to happy about it. So I go by his place with my new colt .45 pistol, and I demand he pay me … but he wouldn’t.
So I killed him and dumped his body out in the woods for the coyotes.
Oh … yeah … dearest Laura …
I have four rape babies … I used to drink … I’m sober now … but yeah: rape babies.
Yours,
ALMANZO : BIG BLONDE SHIT HEAD
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“Perfect is dangerous.” – Dr. Freckles
*** computational hybridization vs genetic engineering
“Beyond all the tradition and fanfare bullshit, the military has been a magnet for lost boys, and some lost girls, throughout history.” – Dr. Freckles
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“We don’t have to blow up the WORLD to understand it.” – Dr. Freckles
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