David Wilcock: CAUGHT BY WORTHAUGER (release: schedule and q-determinator)

[Worthauger]

I just want to punch my viewscreen over and over AND OVER AND OVER


(kisses, SUGAR*)

[Laser]

I just want to punch my viewscreen over and over AND OVER AND OVER


(kisses, SUGAR*)

[WORTHAUGERa]

https://amp.theguardian.com/culture/2021/sep/21/arrested-development-why-are-adults-still-playing-high-schoolers-on-screen

[Laser]

https://amp.theguardian.com/culture/2021/sep/21/arrested-development-why-are-adults-still-playing-high-schoolers-on-screen

Sorry for the hurt feelings. Thought you were getting over your puer aeternus.

[Jackstar]

Sorry for the hurt feelings.

You misunderstand—allowable, certainly, as I am rarely so cryptic as I am when it comes to David “Ladyboi” Wilcock.

I was going to address this topic more fully, and surely will later; however cooler heads prevailed last night. So I shuttered production... for now.

Also, I liked the previous topic title more, but I figured if I simply duplicated it, that would be tacky. Bellgab.com can't come back soon enough imho. What are you losers waiting for, Christmas? I'm f****** dyin’ over here.

[Jackstar]

[Worthauger]

He's literally doing an oral book report of King & Straub’s The Talisman. Somebody just f****** shoot me.

[Worthauger]

I think the whole Alliance is really Michael's agenda really, heh heh

*whistles nonchalantly*

[Jackstar]

CARZ! FLYING?? WHEN!!!

[Asuka Langley]

CARZ! FLYING?? WHEN!!!

Tattaima

[Jackstar]

I just woke up, in my inbox: from Wilcock, subject line reads:

LAST CHANCE to join my live Q&A!”

This email was received at 5:19 a.m. Now, dude, f*** you, m***********. Last chance at quarter after 5:00 in the morning on a g-ddamn Thursday? F*** you and the flying car you rode You know I'm, mother f*****, don't give me this last chance b******* Even slick and slain hash for 30 f****** years


Okay f*** this I don't even have any coffee and I'm not even going to f****** try to f****** proofread this instead of a b****

I bet he has a butler. He looks like a butler boy, doesn't he? It isn't really Elizabeth just some kind of domestic server? Come on. Check the visa in her passport.

F*** this, f*** the coffee and go back to bed. Least I know I'm getting f***** screwed there. LAST CHANCE MY ASS

tl;dr: G.F.Y.

[Jackstar]

tl;dr: G.F.Y.

Safety interlocks (PROT). Prepare for saucer (PROT). (What a tedious tradition. Can't you Punies just, like, get an app for this kind of thing? Sad!)

THE SHAPE OF THINGS TO COME IS A WHOLE.

[Jackstar]

Good catch—contested mother approved.

Yeah, she's fine. Looks defeated.

Heh heh. Love to fam

[Jackstar]

Yeah, she's fine. Looks defeated.

Looks ain't everything, Kids. Solis solid. Elmer says “go,” which I suppose is a bold, declarative statement from a crew chief of a nanobot team: but he might also have been saying “know,” or “no,” and I tell you what, I know what the answer is going to be if I ask again, if it'll be, “SITUATION ABNORMAL ABORT ABORT ABORT.”

I'VE HEARD ENOUGH OF THAT DAMN SIREN FOR ONCE THIS WEEK. LET HIM GO. SPARE HIM THE MADNESS.

Wow, cool. This is some good weed. No wonder I don't usually take it like this. I can barely remember one of my 32 names. What topic is this? Are there girls reading it and masturbating to it yet?

At this point, telling them I'm “not available” isn't really going to help any. What does that even mean anyway? “Master Baiting.” Sounds like a curriculum. *ding*

Love to fam

To your health.

[Jackstar]

(What a tedious tradition. Can't you Punies just, like, get an app for this kind of thing? Sad!)

And one more thing: I was originally going to type three whats before three aborts, but I got warned off.

I didn't want to be typecast.

THE SHAPE OF THINGS TO COME IS A WHOLE.

It's in the hole! Ready to fire on my mark.

Your mark is a strawberry. GO.



KLAP.