When AzzGab Encounters THE LEGION: The Youtube Stylings Of Jason Callan

[K_Blubb]

Thank u very much.
I never had those before but they sound really good.

I’d be interested in your thoughts on them!  Trying to figure out where they got them, the truck stop looks like an old Flying J from the colors but I didn’t notice a sign.  I loved stopping at those, sometimes they had those pepperoni-and-cheddar combo sticks that were like a yard long and bound you up inside for a week 🥳

[Jackstar]

How did the colonoscopy go?

HILLARY CLINTON IS A WHORE {they gave like 9 of the memory blocker, he said he had to put in some more at the end all in a row because it was "starting to wear off" / Guess who talked to the anesthesiologist / and instead of the usual 2-4, he said, the guy gave me one fentanyl, which is okay, kinda, I mean I definitely would want some, but if something is wearing off at the end... instead of another pain med, dude gives me multiple hotdroppers of a memory-affecting agent that, I would at best call, "reflexively abhorrent."

Any updates?

She's fuckin' fine. Got some kind of marching order, not the trail nor tears, but definitely the taint. A conveyed sense seems to be that, wow, whodathunk it, if a person isn't a thrill-seeking charity-ride adventure-thrill seeking hunger (vampur) then... wait, oh, I guess.

(I'm told tempurary. Plausbile. I've seen him. And if I could make up anything this amusing this quickly, don't you think I'd do it all the time? This would be quite impressive cash money. Speaking of quite impressive cash money.)

There's some envelope in the mail in the envelope up in Seattle. Inside is a note that says, "Dear Cop Thugs. We do love you stop. Please don't thug us stop. Not the tummysticks stop. Also, and a partridge and a pear tree echolocation tracked all the way back to Gradfruit's pad for me to poop on. By the way, skip-tracers, I'd like to point something out to you, you're not going to find an Algonquin So. Q. on the goddam internet. It's just not. Especially for a whale. I guess she recently learned that matrix thing is real. Seems impressed by she presently has the attention fly of a gnat. She says she's happy she really did notice the five year anniversary, and she wishes her husband files the notice in the ashcan. (Jesus, this woman is old. "Ashcan"? Nigga, get out.) lol.


okay the portal started to close and she got scared -- spooked -- as they say, and then poofed. Not in concrete space and I haven't seen that, I wonder, just how high to have to get to see someone splinter her skull with an axe and watch it knit come right back together, I hear.

HERA. Yeah, so, high Jason, how the Hell are ya?





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one might ask how do I know if it is input most correctly, and I explain --

"My new job sucks." -- "I am not picking a new name right now."



(I came after ten in the head and remembered that I hadn't sent it yet. I don't like this. It's a little too much channeling, not a lot of surfing, and I know it sounds like dooky-cooky to you, but nevertheless, if one experinces thoughts coming together, imagine like a doorbell chime on a really tall archway. Nothing like that at all. And not a sound, but a vibrational message, to sum in wit: Some Thing Big Happened. Disturbance in The Force, blah blah. I am trying to stay off the woo-wooo right now. People are serious business. It's not like they're pawns that some Dad Lizard fucks around with just because I'm bored. No, it's because she's bored.

Speaking of which, apparently that's the trigger event for some contract negotiations. I don't have omnipotence, which, if you had, you wouldn't need me to point to, but probably would know where it is at. Just as one might, say, instantly recognize Fallen when they show up doing whatever, Christ. I don't know what to do with this. I am happy. Do I sound happy? I don't think I sound as happy in some peoples' heads than I do in others.

Look, I'm tired. I don't wanna translate this, no one reads it anyway. (Go Bears!) They devour it. I guess something was not to someone's likely, probably another fucing unicorn, like seriously, like unspoilt brat, not having been to this spot in the park ghetto, I haven't see what a really cranky lich-like elf can like in... feathers, or moss, or some shit? My eyes are bad. Just pretend I made it all up, I did anyway. That should be enough. I don't know what for, but I would guess... THE LEGION.



(I love these Men.)

They're asking me to continue. I don't wanna. I am going to retire early tonight. I'm going to some OOBE Conference on Planet Teats.

(I will admit, I made that part up. There is no Planet Teats. Yeah, there it goes. See? The sun has gone down, the moon has come up.)

If this is what channelling MV is like, then I don't want to channel MV. That rosy bulb pitcure tube. That smug, self-satisfied grin as he watches another member of his former harem get UPGRADED. *clang*

Dude. How ARE you? It's been ten. Yeah, I am pissed too. How is your wife? In bed. I mean. Stop it, you're killing me. Oh, really?
I had no idea. Eewww, that's like a gross of fingernails. *End of line.*


Okay, that is pretty bad. I didn't exactly improvise that, but it came up pretty quick. Yeah, I don't know either. No, I don't want to know either. And that brings me to this point: IF EVERYONE KNOWS IT BUT JACKSTAR, THEN IT IS NOT TRUE. *Too wordy.*

It's gonna have to stand for now. Anyway, I just spent entirely to much time dreaming madly about *Too many consonants BLANK* and I'm not really getitng sick of it, per se, but my (blank) isn't sick of it, that's for sure. I sure am righting funny today. That should be okay. I guess an indicator that is legitmate would be like this, because it's still my writing, and I am hititng the keys diferently, and I'm smilng differently. It's legit. I'm not hallucinating being happier. Yeah, something big, I forget what.

*Dickstar's Wife Hanging By Neck Until *... yeah not going there. That's tasteless. I'm sure she's fine though. I don't think this *manifesting* today. Ot at all. Wow. This stream is smashy. I don't know what's going on here, but I do know, look, one might feel like messages beaming into consciousness is just wishful thinking, but say you get some kind ephemeral messages, seemingly an infinite variation, and while that's fading out into not-silence, right? It's not sound, it's money. MONEY.

Bitches, leave.

So this noise comes in, and short enough while later that I am personally satisfied, weird chat noises come in, as if they are chats, and they are, but there's like this... *nougat stack* kinda feeling to it. Also, shout-out to Sean David Morton, I just took your fucking milkshake and I am going to let these women play with... haha. NO. It.

Dude. Are you still in the can? What the actual FUCK. Who did you piss off? I need to know this information, please, and I need to know it, tomorrow will do, I guess. aigheol. So back to you. How the fuck do you spend this time? like stuff happens, and then, there would be THREADS. We used to have those. WTAF???

I rememer that one. I'm busy, fuck you, check Gab on the way out, I see Grapey whining about some fucking surprise problem developing -- "Consequences? Pour moi?" -- and I shouldn't be so hard, Grape wine is FU MOTHERFUCKER -- *cuck*

Ahh .aww. Someone is upset. Now, here's the thing--POUND ME TOO, YOU --- wow, he's livid, tell it slow -- yeah, huh. Wow. Well, you better call the other one and tell her she better start juggling both balls at once while you suck on Elon's musk. *click*

THREADS. We used to have those. WTAF???

One of us has ben dead a year. I'm in if I can bubblegum on him. In him? Look, if it's Africa, I'll take him, we get the Two-Fer Nigger Discount.

Hi. I am Jackstar.  I get to say Nigger. I get to Ginger. I... okay this is stupid. Someone else should do that stuff. I mean, that's fun, but I thought this was front page. Oh, yeah, speaking of Front Page: there's like been this thing were one City Councilmember is threatening to kill -- MURDER -- another City Councilmember's wife.

Note the step up. Not just a rape. A rape AND a murder. (Now I know what you're thinking, we're going to do gastric lavage as well. THE HARD WAYc/ck.



Yeah, so... I'm not sure what I want to next. Hey, can I suck your di--*SLAM*

Yeah someone is salty. I wonder why. Oh but it is all very great news! I think! I don't hear anything bad... "Grapefruit will never love again boo-hoo" oh God get a metronome -- No. - K. -- lol, well, I hope that makes sense when read. This might actually be something I can do on schedule, it's not good posture but I can... yeah, that was weird. I wonder if anyone else is recording typing into text boxes and hosting a stream? I like the idea for this. I like your *ahem* soul pole tent. That's not a tent. *forgive* That's a wigwam.

(People keep knocking but they can't come in. I guess this is what happens cross-veil when someone refuses to get up and go to work a lot on the back of a lineback and a hunchback who go around enforcing "obligations."

Okay, this is pretty fucked right here. I'm gonna go (blank) another girlfriend. Yeah, thankfully the last thing she said before they cut off Mrs. (Eewww, Gross)'s tongue is --


aww. That's awkward. I forget. You know what else I forgot? Giving those casino's back EVER. (4)



Disclaimer: the preceding is [KUCZI], the overages are [JUNK], i SWEAR TO dog I hate these spook codes, fuck you watermelon, give me another one: JULIE JULIE that's our Hitler JULIA

Someone should a machine does this. I wanna rub someone while they blank.





p.s. Dear Grapefruit: This is not a message to you. Hey, do you remember what the messages you use to write to me sound like in the future? I don't doubt it, now get the fuck back out there and save your own life for a few cycles, seriously the center cannot hold and the merry-go-round springs are about to fall off. You don't even know what cock day is it? What is it with you and Wednesday? It's the ash, isnt it? Yeah, well, suck it down. That's not Kaffe. okay I can't type that, some kind of squaw jibba-jabba. Yep. Gets her every time. I wonder why? Oh, right, genetic markers. I think she's fine. She's kinda frothy. Some simultime loopy thinky thingy with Tinky. Jesus, it's like i'm crossing breeding pairs in Nome. I guess it's like a combo bus depot, combat drop maneuver chute, and like some kind of thing to avoid the bends. Hey, what's a thing one use to avoid the bends? Try fucking your husband before sending him to prison next time, maybe he won't kill himself again next time. Fucking some people. Like seriously. Why don't you help him out with out to get a waiver without getting a paper cut?

(More frothing. She's wild. Arrrr!) Yeah, I got a good seat.

That's enough out of you, SquawBox. *push*   It might actually ignite. I am hoping. Phoenix needs a new pair of shoes. You know, I am not going to lie, I BOUGHT THAT LION SEA VIXXEN WHITTLE BABY-BIB BUCKFUCKING FUCKSHIT NECKHEAD EXACTLY ONE PAIR OF SHOES.


And... she didn't like them. Imagine. So, I returned them, for FIAT, and bought HONK and shoved CLOWN up my DESK.
No, it's the other one. Anyway, why does this matter? Cuz this dude, he be tellin' me that somebody has an obligation. This fucking guy. Like, he doesn't even know. So self-aware. He tells me that he wants to punch someone in the face... oh, really? Tell me all about it!

Tell me all about the recent jaw-breaking, eh? Come on man. You know what? I'm just going to do it. I'm going to break my cock off and just fucking eat the whole goddam thing in two HALF bites. There is a challenge here. I don't see it, but I know it's kinda neat when the information stream -- YAH THAS RITE IN MY HEAD GIVE ME AN AWARD I AM ARRIVE I AM RISEN no I still haven't gotten laid, GrapeFutureIndenturedServant, no seriously, you just burned though months of my life. Yes, of course I want some featherbeaded niglet headdresses stenciled onto your pillowcase covers. I'm sorry, I didn't know. (I did). No, I won't call you that, you're really not even Jew. You actually are Squaw. (ACTUAL: screeching imagined.) H, Qu, hey, how's your Twatter account do... oh. Gosh. You're popular.

Yes, I am. So what would you like to do. Yeah I would like to forget all about Wednesday, too. Like hatewater. LOL. I would talk to her. Yeah. YOU. I actually can believe you did that, I meant everything I said, and a harlot deadwhoremonger of your rank, style, taste, and stature, that you probably could have guessed that a familar's death was gonna trigger a resurrection cycle. Because it did. That's FORTY THOU. RIGHT FUCKING THERE GRAPEYFACE. (pushes it in -- this ethereal. I really grind it in there.) In your mind, how long where you there? Yeah I bet you don't know, yeah I bet you smoked some weed. (This has gotta be a compostite, lol, sigh, I am really glad she's back but I didn't ever doubt it, it's just... I forgot... in point of fact, she actually can't read and right, because she's Royal.

*Allison Frances Shaw face, image, likeness, repuation, and 25lb library bag of book bombs (COPYRIGHT, TRADEMARKED, UNINFRINGABLE, PLENARY, & UNAPPEALABLE, SO PUT THAT IN YOUR COKE AND SMOKE IT, THANKS FOR THE ENGRAMS.)*


WOW, that one is mean. Can you put him in straightjacket and then shake him until he falls out? Wow, that is weird. Okay make him suffer on endless repeat for a few mintues, Ima go poop.


The Poop of The Just.

[Jackstar]

She's fuckin' fine. Got some kind of marching order, not the trail nor tears, but definitely the taint.

How could I have seen this coming? Oh, right, Golden Island Nigger County Country Courty Code: "Don't spend more than you earn."



I don't know what to do with five years worth of Grapefruit's fun tickets, but when she wakes up from the whatever-izer, they're gonna be history. Wow. This tech is fun. Much appreciated. You sure are right about that.

Is she still numbless, senseless, and conscienceless? I wanna show her this video of her beating me with a metal stick, across time and space. like four of them. That one was great. I went to sleep face down, from a standing fall, into the Nameless Casino Faceless Hotel Bedspread, I am wiped I can see to the left a bit, I see her butterfly cane.

It's like lying on the bed, parallel to me. Like a foot and a half away, and I nod off thinking, "I want (PROT) to beat me her cane" (translation incomplete)


And then I wake up, and it's happening, maybe 7-8 hours later? Something. It's her. She's wielding it up high like a swing batter defending his mailbox. Like, I -lliterally- don't know, I was just sleeping with face in pillow, now I'm sleeping not at all and I'm about to dodge her brandishment. It's smokin' hot, I'm not gonna kid around about it. And to this day, I still have no idea what that thought was, I just wanted to see her dance around like Wonder Woman swinging a bat around like a Tiara Mi Amara. (It's a drink.)

*puts ear to the ground* I think I hear canes coming to check to make sure I'm part of a Federally-recognized Tribal Preservation Area. I mean, I probably am. How would I know, what am I, a fartographer? You know who I miss? That guy who was my Substitute Handler -- I don't get handled, but maybe I might, like, I don't know this works, I don't want a hedge or a badger. Hrrm. Well, news to come, I guess.

Oh, one more thing:

I'm taking all the Shawclan familial genomes and their Ancestral guardianstones with me. Also that toastter. Not shit. The purple one. YES. (Hi. I'm Jackstar. I guess I've got some hop-alongs.) I don't think I like this font. I don't know where this is going, but it might take UP TO FIVE MORE MONTHS to acknowledge YET ANOTHER FED RES FuckIT fucking contract signing, whatever, you know somedays I fear imagination might run out, today, I yearn for it to. Oh, yeah, read that again. ALL. Ordained Guardian Ship. I beg my own pardon, as that "sounds" like a cool job, but can't it manifest me a different house to hide in from these? No. I wish I could take that back.

HILLARY CLINTON IS A WHORE

Yeah, but, she's a legacy. Put her back in the toastter. Wow, it's early. I don't want to do this again. I mean tonight. Wow. I am obviously tired now. I like to time it so I fall down just so that my arm is pointed like the swastika I'm going to check for, burned into his back, Asuka seems like the obvious choice, but last I heard, Asuka and Grapefruit are playing Chest. (No doubt fascinating them both. Hard pass the instruction manual.)

[K_Blubb]

👆creative expression is always healthy Jacky and I encourage you to do it as often as you feel moved.  I am sure bunny takes the journalings he does here with him on his little bunny laptop (so cute I would pinch his little bunny cheeks so hard!!!) to show his therapist, and I hope you do the same thing with yours.

[Jackstar]

I'm taking all the Shawclan familial genomes and their Ancestral guardianstones with me. Also that toastter. Not shit. The purple one. YES.

I'm gathering that this triggers at least some kind of a partial waiting period. I hope comes in before my birthday so I can hear the screams of the wailing damned while I trifle with these amazingly lifelike wax sculptures of.. oh. those -are- real birds. They look too small. Is this the past or the future? I want it to be both.

Sourceror n. -- Demonstrates core competency in beating your witch-ass whack and who's cock did you suck last night then? Tummysticks'? You are seriously an actual tweenager. Lay off the beer. (oh, i'm considering an appreciate? is that a ... like actually, I can't get that one. Hahaha. (There's some things she can't get in the Royal dispensary) no you don't do that now. Chaw instead. Like a HORSE! Yes, that's the point, you're supposed to remember not to eff-something up next time, I don't know, I don't do that part, you do, wouldn't talk to her like this, honestly. Actually I would. Y STOP. Well it better not be or it's your mother's cooking FOR A YEAR that I'll be free from. Okay, stop, I don't care about the rest. Fuck 'em. Why don't you throw out all the girls? I bet they'll find a home. My home. Our home. Here, have a sip. You can bet your ass I am not kidding. Try me. I'll beat them off. Give me your butterfly stick.



Oops, now I've done it. That last one is unlawful on one of those reservational planes or whatever, well, you're a squaw aren't you? Yeah, it even sounds like it. "Squuuuuuaww." This the sweet life. In a pocket dimension, or imagination, yeah I can jump up and down and say (blank) over and over. No, you don't give me ordes... Squuuuuaaw.   (*Sploosh*) I'm not gonna lie. I find it relaxing when i know its simulation and not TSTIX. Yeah but it doesn't sound as good when typed. SQUUUUUAW. Hey that's a great question. Yes, it is VERY offensive. *lightning* CRASH *thunder* CRASH "Hey buy my super hot hot deal for thot!" STASH Hang on now, does it have a gps in it? YES. Does it have upholstery? YES. Can I drive it to your mother's house? NO>NO>NO>

I don't know. Does this secret mystery egg make my ass cheeks more plump? Oh that's right. Ewe can't see them. Because you're enslaved! HEHEHEHEHE. Ugh.


I like your thread, Jason. I figured you might like some waves of whatever the fuck it is, I like that's always there though. btw, everyone, squaw is really offensive. Like serious. I am being rude here. dead uncles are asking me who I think I am!

I do feel shorter. I miss Nathan. *click*

[Jackstar]

👆creative expression is always healthy

Express T-25.

[Master Trollda]

Next time you have to bring enough acid for everyone.

[K_Blubb]

👆I don’t think he’s on anything strong, narcissists (the real kind, not the ones in the “how to tell if your boss/spouse/mother-in-law is a narcissist” pop-psy trash vidyas) have plenty of recourse to adult fantasy to allow them to maintain their illusion that the world revolves around them.  As much as I despise the computer analogies for brain functions that are in vogue these days, Jacky’s disjointed rambles are the scripts he runs to synthesize all of our inputs into a world view that is consonant with his own fantasy.  If you skim you will find scraps and actual citations of the card games, pulp sci-fi, and new-age woo-gurus from which he has woven his reality.

He is now trying to expel my obstinate tulpa from his brain like a particularly troublesome turd, but he will fail 🥳 try ringing that Tibetan bowl Jacky like its suppertime on the old ranch hahaha maybe that will do it 😝

[Jackstar]

👆I don’t think he’s on anything strong, narcissists

It would kill most of them -- following The Law, that is.


I wanna know, just how many rascals are so interested in other people regulation clearance profile online? Because analying other peoples' clearance profiles sounds like a greatbusinesss to start giving free advice from.

Take this, and more of this, and some of that, and some more of that, and then swirl it around, and now you're still really wasting your time unless you're a polydrug addict.

For example: Coffee, Nicotine, and Polydrug Addiction Activism. (I'm a community organiser.)
Okay, phase one, I gotta get my Pixel Sex back. It's her kid's. THE EVIDENCE ROOM HAS CHARLIE'S GHOST!

Yeawh, talk about her children on the Internet, howling screams of The Damned coming from tiny pocket dimension where PDAAA meetings are held.




I hope that in addition to being this imaginative, I have also been really bored since I was arrested on Christmas Eve. There's just nothing to but plan for IDKW!!!

"Hey, Grapefruit: What does "IDKW' stand for? -- *PARA DOX*


I seen her portal out before. I wanna see if I can trigger one. I mean, why not. They did that man who stared at goats things until they got Nigerlord. I am not sure where at all. It's just a guess. Him being hard to find is not unusual. Him being easy to keep in place is likely okay fine once he starts getting any snappies of my {COLLARED DIMENSION}.

I'm gonna call the test show day done. It's getting dark, and you'll note that this some pretty shiney intellect? It was always like that before when enthusaistic and excited and breathing doesn't do a weird thing. No, I don't care, go ahead, I do care, but yeah, no,  dont' have a strong window but yet. It's one of those days I am glad I stopped bacon bricks much earlier in the day. I JUST FOUND OUT: there's something the liver can sometimes do that makes it recycle!

I decided. I do care. JUST HER. I take it back. This is not my usual mode. Look, I am not the boss of you and if it's a dream it's likely my cousin. Def Go.

[Jackstar]

THE EVIDENCE ROOM HAS CHARLIE'S GHOST!

It is my hope that throwing reams of consistent-quality gala content will convince it to start producing itself. Like, what are the odds that some concerned citizen is gonna start phoning to report stalking threats vs. Grapefruit? It's not too abusive as long as its respectful. Like, ask her if she's Casper? WHERE?  Over there, put this ghost in your mouth.

[Jackstar]

It would kill most of them -- following The Law, that is.

Next up on "Is It Contact, Or Not?":
DO YOU HAVE AN EMERGENCY (Y/N)?
OR, JUST GO FUCKING TAKE CARE OF IT
SIGNED,
FUCKING_LEGION


I want to believe, that somewhere out there, there's a little thuggy dogcatcher, ready to grow up to be a Mer-Man.

[Jackstar]

Next up on "Is It Contact, Or Not?":
DO YOU HAVE AN EMERGENCY (Y/N)?

Incidentally, I am spitting it out today, to celebrate FreeGrape Day, this stick of gum.

Is she hungry? She can pick up the gum. Go on. Pick up the gum. Pick it up. The gum.

[The Silence Is Deafening]

I'm gathering that this triggers at least some kind of a partial waiting period. I hope comes in before my birthday so I can hear the screams of the wailing damned while I trifle with these amazingly lifelike wax sculptures of.. oh. those -are- real birds. They look too small. Is this the past or the future? I want it to be both.

Sourceror n. -- Demonstrates core competency in beating your witch-ass whack and who's cock did you suck last night then? Tummysticks'? You are seriously an actual tweenager. Lay off the beer. (oh, i'm considering an appreciate? is that a ... like actually, I can't get that one. Hahaha. (There's some things she can't get in the Royal dispensary) no you don't do that now. Chaw instead. Like a HORSE! Yes, that's the point, you're supposed to remember not to eff-something up next time, I don't know, I don't do that part, you do, wouldn't talk to her like this, honestly. Actually I would. Y STOP. Well it better not be or it's your mother's cooking FOR A YEAR that I'll be free from. Okay, stop, I don't care about the rest. Fuck 'em. Why don't you throw out all the girls? I bet they'll find a home. My home. Our home. Here, have a sip. You can bet your ass I am not kidding. Try me. I'll beat them off. Give me your butterfly stick.



Oops, now I've done it. That last one is unlawful on one of those reservational planes or whatever, well, you're a squaw aren't you? Yeah, it even sounds like it. "Squuuuuuaww." This the sweet life. In a pocket dimension, or imagination, yeah I can jump up and down and say (blank) over and over. No, you don't give me ordes... Squuuuuaaw.   (*Sploosh*) I'm not gonna lie. I find it relaxing when i know its simulation and not TSTIX. Yeah but it doesn't sound as good when typed. SQUUUUUAW. Hey that's a great question. Yes, it is VERY offensive. *lightning* CRASH *thunder* CRASH "Hey buy my super hot hot deal for thot!" STASH Hang on now, does it have a gps in it? YES. Does it have upholstery? YES. Can I drive it to your mother's house? NO>NO>NO>

I don't know. Does this secret mystery egg make my ass cheeks more plump? Oh that's right. Ewe can't see them. Because you're enslaved! HEHEHEHEHE. Ugh.


I like your thread, Jason. I figured you might like some waves of whatever the fuck it is, I like that's always there though. btw, everyone, squaw is really offensive. Like serious. I am being rude here. dead uncles are asking me who I think I am!

I do feel shorter. I miss Nathan. *click*

I'm glad you like my thread.
I wanted to ask you with all the text you put out did you ever think about being a writer.
you can make big bucks doing that  & i am doing good.
See i read what you wrote.

[K_Blubb]

👆furious journaling continues apace  ✨
👇

[Jackstar]

Is she hungry? She can pick up the gum. Go on. Pick up the gum. Pick it up. The gum.

I am -not- gonna lie,  I am very happy she got that kitchen picked up TOP NAVY level, and that I spent the night wth a non-Thai hooker just before. Not really happy about getting unwillingly placed with a surprise 12yo tho. "Who paid for the house?"

Kid's eyes WIDE. Why does this matter? Well, I figure on a day like today, if I can't test the boundary levels of the MOST ULTIMATE FREE CONTENT today, who else can without risking hard prison time?

I'd rather get someone who can risk hard prison time? How about that snooty one? Yeah, Dude, you. That was bullshit and you know it. Like I couldn't believe it. That right there! Yeah, you're right. Absolutely no hard feelings, yeah OF COURSE you called them. Yeah, I know, its just a game on boar... that one looks like a pheasant.

Keep it. I got your goat.

She can pick up the gum. Go on. Pick up the gum. Pick it up. The gum.

I would like to believe this is doing something useless, but multiple addictive pathways can actually: "Itchy Trigger Finger."
Oh yeah. She's got one. Unless they cut it off while decapitating the pigeons. Peacocks. Whatever.

(Yessir, that is in fact my purpose, I am testing the boundaries of my reality because between the reality and my bigger finger is "just call the fucking judge at fucking home, fuck" like for real. Now, if that is too hard--just give me anyjudges number. Not just ladyjudge (she is a hoot, and pretty -- and she likes me, so fuck all y'all woooo)