BAD COPS

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UPDATE ON MY SITUATION:

  1. Moving to PA. Rural PA not far from Scranton, but that’s all I’ll say at this point.
  2. Why am I moving to PA? – because the option is between that and being street homeless. I’m hoping it turns out to be ideal in the way Utah was – but I don’t know, and my host really doesn’t know me yet. I believe he’ll find me to be an affable hermit, willing to help where and when he can and to pay what rent he can. This is my theory.
  3. I still need to raise between 400 and 500 dollars for a ticket and extra baggage charges and other items for the journey. I know I’ve asked a lot of you already, and I will understand if you can’t help. Times are tough.
  4. I’ve been told that the “we’re all refugees now” has resonated with some of my listeners. I think I would say this applies to more than just “space” but applies to our un tethered existence, spiritually, in this nation – most especially for Christians. We are refugees no longer having access to that sense of community that once existed, and the Levitt Town / Norman Borlaug world destroyed, nearly.

SAFE SPACE:

“The safest space you will find is in the grave.” – Dr. Freckles

BAD COPS:

  1. Qualified Immunity: is a type of legal immunity that protects a government official from lawsuits alleging that the official violated a plaintiff’s rights, only allowing suits where officials violated a “clearly established” statutory or constitutional right.
  2. There are many who presume a “bad cop” is less problematic, legally and ethically, than a straight criminal – but this is flawed reasoning on many levels.
  3. Even if we ignore the moral component of being a cop, we have to admit that they have resources, alliances, and authority that makes them FAR MORE DANGEROUS than an ordinary criminal. In fact the best comparison is to the cartels or organized crime generally.

CRIME REPORTS from SECTOR-009 ECHO:

  1. STAYGLON-BEASTS are breaking into fidgit-condos near Brinkley and 114th. Stomach beetles have been reported, jellyfish rabies is rampant here.i
  2. Old creeps are pimping out ugly hookers near Stunkton AVE. Caprice Le Roy is in charge of those hooker armies and is clearly making move against DIGLY and his hubba hubba soup gang. We’ll see what happens.
  3. Hijackers have taken control of the STAR SHIP YOOBULON-HORNET and are threatening to launch neutron bombs at the primary or main TACO BELL protein processing facility. They claim TACO BELL is using gammy-beings for it’s new style space taco meat. But these are sentient creatures, and are suffering a holocaust for your belly freak.
  4. The candy-chimp is haunting Dorset Corners. The monster spreads sugar and starch and hooks you on quick carbo-highs. Diabetes-23 is spreading, and the new artificial pancreas pumps cannot keep up. God help Dorset Corners.
  5. The FLYING TEETERS concert was cancelled last night because, at the last minute, TORG RAIDERS took out the stage and began holding people hostage. They claim that the TEETERS never returned their phone calls … and that there are babies … and they need their daddies.
  6. JISTER-WIVES are monitoring the waves between here and sclimpton. Torpedo husbands want to move stiglon-armies to region 7, while the BISHOP keeps his time at dumbah’s castle, where the greasy weasels cut up the meat.

LEO and Rhonda

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  1. “Corky does magic, I only do tricks.” MAGIC (1978)https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y_uXeqjjkPU
  2. Nasty young hippies, in many cases, became nasty old people – mean, brutal, uncaring. Who could have seen this happen?
  3. I have a plan now … to kill Hitler. TE(X) = ROOT(entropy/spacetime), Given A(X) = entropy/spacetime, A(X) is therefore also the measure of the “causality field”. The Causality Field represents the general combination of space-time and entropy with general choice theory, and one could say the DENSITY of TE(X) is also significant to what is called the trailing edge of the “now” or the present. There is no multiverse, but there is a multi-present. Only in extreme cases of low-entropy causality fields could one say “a moment is a moment”, but in reality, most non-trivial causality regions have a trailing edge of the now that goes back some distant, with a restriction of ROOT(A(X)). We have a multi-present, or an unresolved now, until the trailing edge of the present crosses the events location in time. Only at the moment the trailing edge crosses the event can we definitively say “Schrodinger’s Cat” is dead or alive. Until then, it is in a super-position with respect to the NOW. There may be places on EARTH and in the universe where the TE or Trailing Edge of the Now or Unresolved Present, goes back a hundred years or more. Let’s assume you can either a) locate a region of chaos in the general causality field OR b) generate your own entropy within local space-time to create this noise or chaos within the general causality field. Now you just need a machine to “slip back” in time – traveling forward, using relativity theory, is already known and proven – but going back is the issue. Using a free-positron laser, one can project into an object an equal distribution of negative-energy per the molecular structure of the object – emitting wavelengths and energy that would allow distribution, without shearing or destruction to the subject or time traveler. Of course, you could think of this as inverse holography, but in all the depth of 3 dimensions of matter. Such that the system must be tuned to produce frequencies functional and non-destructive, or likely to cause cancer. This same method can be used to achieve relativistic effects, while holding [X,Y,Z] of the spatial vector constant, while only impacting, in relativistic terms, [T] or time. So the time traveler drifts or slips or sinks back to the 1920’s, and decides to go to Germany to kill Hitler. Fine … you kill Hitler. Problem is: in the 1920’s there were MANY potential “Hitlers”, and we might have ended up with the one that would be easy to defeat. The other issue is this: our present model of super-position is not connected to a multi-verse cosmology, so if you go back in time any distance you are cutting off all future branches of causality in space-time. If you simply go back to Germany in the 1920’s, you will be worse than Hitler or Stalin or Mao or any mass murderer. You will be annihilating every life going forward and replacing it with a new chain of causality. YOU as a time fractor will be conserved, but your “future self” might never exist, or your family, or your friends …. all destroyed. Because you wanted to kill Hitler.
  4. We have neighbors at our camp site in Grinken Town, WA. We don’t know their names, they have a super nice looking bus style RV … they look nervous … kind of suspicious and nervous … as I’m staring at them … just sitting in my chair, in the open, staring at them. We have some theories about LEO and RHONDA … it’s what I call them, and here are my theories about them: A) Mexican pharma drug retailers … they drive down Mexico way, hitting the pharmacies there for major drugs … then truck back up to WA state, to service the “elder crowd” and get them WALMART deals on chemo drugs and OXY. B) Really well designed meth lab, better than Walter White. C) Mobile suicide bus, they have this crossover they drive around, pick up old people, and shuffle them off while harvesting their flesh for bio diesel. D) FEDS … they’re FEDS watching me … spying on me as I spy on them. E) Satanists F) mobile slaughter house because they are harvesting human flesh for taco meat … kind of like what happened to Collin and Benji. G) EXOTIC pet sales, tigers, python, alligators. H) stealthy, camouflaged, IRBM nuclear weapon delivery system … they have that angry, depressed, USAF look to them. I) TERRORIST … F) they’re normal people, keeping to themselves, and they get freaked out that I’m staring at them.
  5. STARING INTENTLY at someone, with a blank face, and try not to blink – this is a very basic kind of mind control, manipulation. It can raise a person’s blood pressure, make them nervous and angry and anxious and even violent. Drones, police helicopters, one way glass interrogation rooms, spy satellites, and ubiquitous cameras add to a general patina of paranoia surrounding us in contemporary society.

I have made a decision to move to a place where there is a place available – this is as much as I want to say right now. I do, however, need to raise some more money for a bus or train ticket, coach. I’m not into flying any longer – too dystopian, too fucked up.

I’ve done some basic analysis, and the price of a bus ride is the cheapest option for me, all other options are unrealistically expensive, given the amount of stuff I have.

BENJI and COLLIN (recorded on 8/28/2023)

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Benji and Collin: a story of loss

The weekly police blotter includes incidents that occurred in the City of Sequim and in unincorporated Clallam County in the Sequim-Dungeness Valley area.

Aug. 15

9:25 a.m. — Theft, 200 block of Lake of the Hills Loop

1:11 p.m. — Vehicle accident, 400 block of West Washington Street

Aug. 16

10:46 a.m. — Assault, 300 block of West Anderson Road

Aug. 17

(report not available)

Aug. 18

10:58 a.m. — Vehicle accident, 1100 block of West Washington Street

7:15 p.m. — Assault, 300 block of South Seventh Avenue

Aug. 19

11:38 a.m. — Theft, 300 block of Marshall Road

3:59 p.m. — Theft, 500 block of West Washington Street

11:12 p.m. — Prowler, 100 block of Taylor Cut-Off Road

Aug. 20

1:07 a.m. — DUI, U.S. Highway 101/Shore Road

8:47 a.m. — Burglary, 100 block of Hooker Road

12:15 p.m. — Theft, 200 block of West Bell Street

6:07 p.m. — Vehicle accident, 100 block of West Cedar Street

8:26 p.m. — Theft, near 100 block of South Rhodefer Road

side notes:

listening to my shortwave radio and came across some local radio that transmits old time radio shows – one dealt with an escaped murderer where they say on the radio (in the show) “he prefers killing to eating”.

Starbucks shut down there lobby yesterday. McDonald’s (in Sequim) shut down their lobby today. Then there’s the McDonald’s in Utah that had its lobby shut down for more than a year. Shit is falling apart.

The local hog farmers are in revolt, they can’t get the enhancement drugs for the ribswich slurry. They aren’t getting help from local loggers to chop up the suey.

Scroglon forces are massing near Port Angeles.

H’rimbo’s new style sushi shop was caught selling steeg-flesh to WALMART for sushi, hundreds are now experiencing abdominal distension and one armed croob-spasms.

Teleporting scamsters are sneaking into your home at night to steal your life-protein and ivory-penguin-sauce. They have black lights and will find all the stains.

Angry coffee moms are flocking to Diblo’s Espresso Shoppe off of Zoog Ave. They have frowns and pounds and waddle their angry way past the door. They look for hobos to mock, so be careful. They’re on their way to spin class, to tighten their asses and tone up their boovula.

Stoking the fires, the Devil is dancing right now. Satan is dancing a jig – singing songs of success and drunkenness … he sings songs of real estate schemes, as the homeless pile up at the body dumps. Heroes tell us of “more food for the gunktis folk”, but no mention of shelter … weird right? Weird that homes are not a thin for these freaks.

From Dane’s latest show: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NlAWl-s6xts

Civilization is collapsing.

We might start geoengineering.

NASA says a sunspot is about to cook us.

India banning sugar along with rice exports.

British Columbia is in a state of emergency.

40 million acres in Canada incinerated so far this year.

Trees burning on the inside – soils/root system. Aluminum. Fungal elements are killing core would. UV-C is baking the Cambrian layer.

Villages in northern Greece evacuated.

Aussie bush fire season starts early.

“He prefers killing to eating …”

  1. listening to my shortwave radio and came across some local radio that transmits old time radio shows – one dealt with an escaped murderer where they say on the radio (in the show) “he prefers killing to eating”.
  2. Starbucks shut down there lobby yesterday. McDonald’s (in Sequim) shut down their lobby today. Then there’s the McDonald’s in Utah that had its lobby shut down for more than a year. Shit is falling apart.
  3. The local hog farmers are in revolt, they can’t get the enhancement drugs for the ribswich slurry. They aren’t getting help from local loggers to chop up the suey.

… and they are GONE.

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Hookers and Crypto: https://www.zerohedge.com/markets/i-just-want-sell-titty-pictures-sex-workers-fked-crypto

.. and they are Gone.

  1. Still hanging on at the park, I will probably fill out some paperwork today for one potential course of action, but I feel exhausted. The sky is smoky here, some days less awful than others – certainly not as bad as 2018 seemed, or at least not as bad in Sequim. For a number of reasons, the weather here is mild, cooler. Not something to think on too deeply, just an observation.
  2. a place where we’ve been using internet has adopted a behavioral strategy of having their lowliest worker spend time near us: folding paper towels, opening and closing the same closet over and over again. I would prefer if someone just asked us to leave. They send by dooley-hoog face, and he slouches over and asks us about our day … but I know what he was saying … “get along cowboys, we see you, we don’t like you … get going”
  3. I get the feeling that locals are on the lookout for “strangers that don’t belong”, and that makes sense too. Not sure if that means this would be a harder easier place than Utah – fact is, where I was in Utah there were not a lot of people. Sure, I had some bad experiences with cops before I left, but that’s just a reality too. It’s not like the cops go after actual crime, abuse, moral decay – no, they, being bullies, go after the weakest person they can find that “doesn’t belong” and target them. “You better go HOBO … you better get lost.”
  4. I have this feeling, especially when I’m in WA state (the last time was briefly before Thanksgiving), that what upsets people the most is a person’s unwillingness to participate in the general corruption. Whether it’s flipping houses, getting shots or wearing coffee filters … the message is: you need to be afraid of what WE ARE afraid of. You need to do the things WE DO. If we are sinning in the sight of God, then Dan what is your excuse. This is Sodomite behavior too – the idea that ALL MUST SIN or there is some imbalance, some friction. Time to get GONE, right?
  5. We spent time down by the wharf last night. We were looking for a fried-crab shack called Erich’s Crab Spot, but instead we found a burnt out shack and no sign of Erich. The hookers and other dingly gents hanging out down there said “Erich had just up and left”, he was going East or West or North or South or some pleasant direction away from the noise of this post-modern swill pit. Kendra, Erich’s girlfriend, wanted to go with him, but he said “I’m not going to a place, but to a spirit … an identity of self separate from the nonsense of this town”. And then he was just gone.
  6. Sally Jed had left recently. She took her travel camper and American Express card and 50 gallons of whiskey – she’s heading up into the Cascade Mountains is what they’re saying. She’s gone …
  7. Kurt Lowery had his full. He had a 3,000 sq foot home, by the shore, a hot tub, and a heated pool. They say he packed his Jeep Cherokee with 40 pounds of dynamite, a few hunting rifles, and a spool of wire … he wasn’t starting a fire … the fire had started a long time ago. Kurt said he would “put the fire out”, and so he’s going some place also.

ZONE REAPER (recorded on 8/25/2023)

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Quick Updates:

still at the park, people seem really angry

this might be the first podcast from inside the tent, cuz we’re getting squalls and wind gusts

I’m glad to have the days here, at the park, to slow down. Yeah, I get weird looks because my aura right now probably screams “stay away from that scary guy”.

I get scared, sometimes, thinking that I’m used up. And worse? – that I don’t care that I’m used up.

I know this is true: I’m living in pretend land right now, make believe. I’m at a nice state park surrounded by “nice” people. I’m being left alone and I’m leaving others alone. I don’t have to worry about being robbed or killed or worse. But here’s the thing – I lived in Little Saigon Seattle long enough to know that there are horribly deeper levels of homeless. They make it sound like “well son, just pull yourself up by your bootstraps …” but at the bottom of the morass of American homelessness, is a slimy pit, with slimy cliffs … and no one, almost no one, ever gets out.

I’m not the commie who says “give me money”, just because. I did beg for help this week, and perhaps that was wrong or not or I still wonder. I have to respect my audience well enough to know that THEY can decide whether to give an old hobo money. But I don’t like the stench of grifting, and begging for help can feel close to that.

One more thing – I wonder if my lack of popularity relates primarily to one simple truth: my message does not resonate, because most people are shit heads and satanists at this point. I had some weird experiences at Walmart again – people who would walk towards me, as if to walk into me, with that very aggressive look on their faces.

“Don’t judge a book by its RV.” – Dr. Freckles

“Sideways is progress is a different direction.” – Dr. Freckles

park notes:

“… you say you listen to me, but you don’t listen to me …” “I try to listen to you.”

“some kids never grow up … she’s very skittish … it’s not your dog’s fault”.

ZONE REAPER: code name ALLEY CAT

He is a descendant of TREBLIQ warriors that live near Mt. Baker. He’s half CANADIAN, and the other half is all GOLD. He dreams of TIM HORTON’S muskrat scooter sandwiches and wishes his long past girlfriends well … all except Tessa.

He has a job of monitoring threg sector 18, where the scoob-raiders eat twembly and migrate monthly to the Duwamish River to refill on whisky stew and scogg-slurry. He keeps a close watch on BARRY the SKY DEMON. Barry flies about in his crop duster, laying down a nice mist of steezick gas and pesticides and other bits of debunkuated chemo goo. Got a keep an eye on Barry …

He’s looking for a room to rent, some place not far from Carrie’s Stew Salon And Tattoo Parlor. He got pulled into a “room for rent scheme”, using that old worn out chest nut: “will you send me the 60 refundable dollars to my random room posting”. The answer is: no … I don’t send any money till I’ve seen a place.

You could take him down by Rachel’s sewer rat bistro and suckle upon skeel-wine, waiting for the ALLEY CAT to furl his brow, and grab a bottle, and break it off in your nasty ass face. Zone reapers don’t have time for quasi-sect wannabes and left-side morgly-types … you see them at WALMART.

After the winter-battle of 2013, and his head was shot clean off? – the Zone Reaper was sent to the hospital at Lewis-McChord and they went ahead and used super glue and fishing line and rusty old hooks to sew the ALLEY CAT’s head back on.

BLISTO-ZIGGINS, the scudge wielder, rode with the Zone Reaper, when the harlots of grid-22 got frisky, and mcnuggins was on sale for 3 fiddy and you could still get non-deconstructed potato at the SKLEEG HUT. They chased the star pirates of XEEB and hunted curled beaver in the hooker region of sector-0098ZED.

“COME FORTH AND WASH YOUR FESTULES!”, cried the time-herald, bringing forth the sunshine day of forever before and ever until. His mind was warped from space dust and kiln-wine. Jester-turds would dance about that haglon, and the ZONE REAPER would mark time upon the clock that freak built, and the safe passage home to yesterday.

A jealous stag-minge from quadrant-MOOGON got caught in the Zone Reaper’s eyes, she fell in love, they connected and had a condo together. they would take weekend trips to the national forests of YOOG-8, and swim naked in the tondo-pools. He would inguzzlate her, using his sheebus-wand, and her boovula would detractify with oil kindness. But Zone Reaper dumped her because she was two timing with a squid-greeder, and maxing out his credit cards. She haunts him, stalks him, keeps track of him using witches and wizards and hyper-technology.

The hoove scoove kept the groove, and Ghendar’s slog wedding …

Jib-zoos were opening soon near the galactic center – the whole zoo is half a light year in diameter … crazy big. They’ll have lemurs … radioactive ones.

Castor creeps lurk between the blackholes and pulsars. Zone Reaper had his run ins with that crew. Those gunkit types carried 12 gauge 5 shot recoil supported revolvers, with mixed ammo, grenade, sabot. The creeps would hunt starships bearing gold and silver and hookers, and cocaine. Zone Reaper would use wop-guns filled with titanium plasma darts … he’d take’m out … and be back to Bregna-Prime for breakfast with his womens.

More STUFF about THINGS

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  1. Still seeing a lot of angry people – at the park, at the WALMART. Angry and frantic, as if they’re running away from something and not towards something. It’s hard to say where this comes from. Could be the general angst of the time, could be the sense of fear among the herd. Could be I am projecting my fear, angst, darkness, on to those people around me.
  2. I am still looking for a place to live, I’m going to talk to one guy today, and maybe that will lead to something. I know I’ve received a few other offers, but in some cases it’s just a question of how far from the West Coast do I want to be? And does it really matter?
  3. I’m hearing whispers around Sequim about the funktus-festival. The old droogs of region-344 DELTA link up and throw a blast. They have some kind of wretched open market where the old crones can sell their zuzz-jelly and locally grown pine-musk. A couple people disappeared from this thing a year ago, and nobody really knows what happened to them. Some think they rented some kayaks and went west to Japan, to find some kind of peace in the depths of the pacific. Others say Juan de Fuca PETE swallowed them up … PETE is an old, almost dead, sperm whale that has been in the straits since the 1970’s … feeding on radioactive waste and gumbo-paste and the still living things down below. They say if you go out on to that accursed sea, Pete will be the last thing you see … so stay away from Pete.
  4. Some old dudes were talking about the NAZIS at SHERMS BREAKFAST SANDWICH place. You can get a sausage mc-grizzle and some de-personified potatoes and some slug-juice, for the morning wake up call. The old dudes kept talking about how the “Germans didn’t know where London was” and “they had these jets and rocket planes”. Then one of the older gentlemen, on an EZ-RIDER scooter, started getting that weird stare … “Ya know, I stormed Normandy … we linked up with some RANGERS near Point de Goog, not far from the ruins of that old abandoned castle …. there were some Germans dug in near a school … and we had that armored flamethrower for smoking them out … it was bad … we fired that thing at the school … turned out the school was empty … can you believe that?” … it was great news, because the next topic among these men were women they impregnated in Berlin.
  5. The ladies were all discussing the upcoming election for ROAD LINE COMMISSIONER of CLALLAM County … the role also requires counting dead raccoon. Some say the commissioner is really just the front guy for the Sherrif’s secret blood dungeon near Guemes Island. No one really knows … it gets shady out here, grey, lots of places for those jinder-freaks to hide, in plane sight, wearing jovey-high clothes and looking for trace meth in a trucker bomb.
  6. One angry space ranger at the park took a look at me – he had tattoos and a subdued outfit, he had those glassy eyes of someone working on their abs and pecks …
  7. the folks in spot 7 were still loading their off road crossover electric cart … they had space for their munyon-pockets and their grigg-pool … they had a piss and poop bucket that they could sit on …. out came queeg skeeth and vrungis … their juice holes hot from summertime thai delight, their stomachs twisted from east coast style dungeness crab cakes … from Tokyo.
  8. Delta 665 gerf-realm soldiers are attacking the key points up near Port Angeles.
  9. Hope is to be had at 78th and Richmond, there’s a hooker named Hope and she has a dog named Freedom.
  10. Vorlian death cake is being shipped in from Seattle. It’s tasty and moist and melts in your mouth … it has candied crickets and ant frosting. There is a stench of lawnmower coming from each horrid bite, as if the person eating had kissed a lawnmower.
  11. hiker biker gerald thrudkins

Doctor Freckles Story

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Who is Dr. Freckles:

  1. Born in an alley, near Wall Street, on the day of the FLASH CRASH. He burst out of a dumpster like a comet. As FAT FINGER TONY presses the scrog button.
  2. He wandered the lands for several years, looking for hookers, looking for beer.
  3. He spent time on MarketWatch.com in 2012 while working as a software tester for DIGGLIES STUFF EMPORIUM … they had pink noise that would rot your brain, they had the despair of company man living … Dr. Freckles worked there, in Issaquah, for a while.
  4. He ran for President in 2012, and the ninth core realm was formed which would later become CHOP-CHAZ in 2020 … which was ruled over by LORD RAZ.
  5. He was sector general during the first juggalo war. He tore the insane clown posse a new hole, and they smoked a bowl, and made peace.
  6. One day in 2015 Freckles woke up and said: “the milk smells bad” … and he sent a letter to his friends, saying “it’s not the end”, but don’t pretend: in about 5 years shit is going to start hitting the fan … and the hobo … cuz people throw stuff at hobos.
  7. He ran for office in 2016 and he told you, on a poster, that TRUMP IS THIS YEAR’S OBAMA … and what did you say? After you left me dead in that ditch.
  8. He formed D.F.G.T.C in 2016, and the next hooker republic was founded.
  9. In 2017, he formed he first ENFORCER SQUAD ZETA … and took on the crime lords of S’compton.
  10. He remembers the time of sassafras pancakes at McDonald’s old style whale lard
  11. “Success is just one failure away.” – Dr. Freckles used to say, when the rain fell down, and the alleys got busy.
  12. When the monkey herpes came, he went insane, did cocaine … all is well in BOBLIMPTOCK.
  13. He is the SECTOR GUARD.
  14. He is the quandary stird, with hair on fire.
  15. He makes money selling protein the the scord demons in grid-77.
  16. “You can’t be too fast for bad habits.” – Dr. Freckles … he had addiction to YORG-SYRUP
  17. During the age of the Monkey Herpes, Freckles hid in sector-990BRAVO, also known as Little Saigon
  18. In the age of peace D.r. Freckles sojourned with kind folk in a small town and broke his arm and made friends with a dog named Boomer … and then Utah was gone.
  19. He wandered into Squim and went into a store … got himself a six pack and cigs and more … he bought his shit from a Sikh named Dirg, he had a short word “should should have asked for the plastic bag before … ” and Freckles was like “I’m sorry I don’t live on planet bullshit” … and Dr. Freckles moved on.
  20. “The toilet is where shit belongs.” – screamed to Freckles in the night … he looked around and new the GREAT FLUSH was coming … find a crusty on the side and hold on.
  21. “Stuff is not shielded as much as people think stuff is.” – Dr. Freckles
  22. WALMART and the demons …. the coffee filter wearers