Bomb, Bomb, Bomb…Bomb, Bomb Iran?

[Master Trollda]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EUEJ2qfloBs

[Jackstar]

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Maybe it would help if all the Nosferatu got out and pushed. ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ IDGAF.

THE PEOPLE OF JUDEA HAD THEIR CHANCE TO MAKE PEACE WITH THE LIKES OF ME — AND THE GUARDIANS OF TURTLE ISLAND HAVE BEEN RELENTLESSLY RESPECTED.

BY ME, ALONE. I GUESS? WELL, WHATEVAH.

(Note: I'm trying to pretend there are no Fæ. It's this new trend I'm trying to start. Maybe it'll be called..  a Fæ-fad. *rimshot*)


Anyways, I don't want to explain, because I don't get that much of a dopamine hit by embarrassing jewish power. Why accelerate it? They look dumb enough already.

* Jackstar looks innocent.

As you were. This isn't even my jurisdiction, >Kids.

By the way: this is the 50th anniversary of the theatrical release of Jaws. How many of you know what that book was an allusion to? How many of you read the book?

“Peter Bench-Lμ”? I don't know how much more obvious homoerotic  subtext can get, you know what I mean? *sensible chuckle*


p.s.:.Trollda: welcome back. Now get to work. Thanks in advance.

p.p.s.:. What? No, YOU hire a fucking lawyer, ∆§§īī-īī⭕Lμ! I'm too busy crying into my pillow. Pfft.

p.p.p.s.:. Her name was Jewel. Laugh it up, Fuzzballs. Do it. I want you to.

p p p.p.s.:. PALADIN. EFFECTIVE PALADIN. bahaha b∞eμ

[Master Trollda]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ke7p3bLgvKs

[Jackstar]

My mother had an Iranian hairdresser. They would talk in private all the time. She was sad when she was called back to the country. I love Persia. There's a mega hottie who I would do anything for it and wouldn't have to convert cuz I'm actually outragured out of religious just by myself. I'm a divine being and she knows what that is. Yeah one or bad. Too bad she's over there if she does the right things. I can fly there tonight but she's not going to cuz she's terrified. She barely dozes. I'm talking about her. She can't believe it. No no really really. I like her that much and I order one because I left you behind. Oops. Meanwhile something else is going on and something else going on and something else. And then you're posting as Master troll to here on ask. Which is I guess what old people do, Boomer.

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Please state your purpose in your designation, Kelly, what are you going to do with your life?

The following is virtually actual. Ops are not hot, but the things are probably going to be incendiary later on and I'm not a troublemaker. I'm just kind of excited because I get to be effective and maybe one day I'll be considered to be a real operator but I'm not. I have no idea what the f***** going on or how to do it but people who do know that well. There's f****** something going on and then they're not looking like I'm an idiot. They're looking at me like finally Jack's going in and come save us.

I am the leader of The Continental Army. (Facts.) >I><KNOW! They picked me. Apparently I have zazz. It's the army from space that lands down on the North American continent and shows Homeland. Who's boss? It's like cavalry support. That's the Continental army. They go out of the continent and they're in army and they're the badasses. They are absolutely like nothing but top level top flight combat engineers and everything else all the time. FROM SPACE F*****.


AND I AM THEIR LEADER. YOU DON'T HAVE TO BLOW ME BUT IT WON'T HURT. NGL.

We don't have a good relationship yet but we can. This will unite the entire peninsula and I'm not kidding this is your opportunity. It is for me too, but I already decided your number too and then if you immediately joined forces then everybody sees that. But if you have to wait and think about it. Well people know that you're not so sure, meanwhile you've always been my number one guy and that woman is wearing the f****** Steelers jacket.



So you probably don't have to worry about the $29,000 for the truck or getting busted because number one you're crucial number two. I don't think you worked a lot and then number three. Your dad is the trusty or was and then number four who's Mickey? Is that your brother and the number five? Yeah it's scary.


I'll be honest, write me a poem. I can be right by your side. Phalanx formation. And I'm not going to lie dude. Gus gets a chance at me before you do, but that's fine with me.

Now whatever you're doing over there I need you here with me and there are more people to come. If you don't have to be now. No, you're just my favorite and you're also the most betest. I could push her at easiest color. Cool compared to everybody else. And then I'm never going to push you. I'm going to. I'll do it and I'll say it straight up. I'll tell you what I'm doing and then you'll learn. I don't think other people do that for you.


This is amir glimpse of what the jack star experience has to offering. Don't really have a plan planned up, it just seems like you seem skeptical cuz you're not calling and then I can sell while you be hesitant. Because if you're wrong, you lose your entire family, and if you're right, your dad tells you that you're a p**** forever. I hear you, that's kind of a dick.

But that's okay, your dad owes me his life. He doesn't even know what happened, that's I don't care. He's not my responsibility usually. But yeah it was a very bad attack. Is everything okay over there? Good good start making calling me part of making everything okay and then I need Gabby too and cadence for sure Kayla. I'm going to call ty now so if you know where cadence is have her call me and then you'd probably not need to worry too much about what I'm going to do since I'm here to support you and then you are going to need me and then I don't need to be here but I could be.


And she's supposedly doesn't care. And then you're deciding for Allison which way I go on this and then it's going to be a long torturous decision because these women need to understand who's in charge of their lives.



GOD IS IN COMMAND.
+ WE'RE EVEN MORE USEFUL.


Stronger to get her together; And no f****** cops. Now I've never been at least never. I'm better than a cop. I'm actually useful. And you are an actual cigarette cooker.


There's nothing wrong with your sociopathy disease. It's your job, if I can't deal with you then that's the problem but so far I can.

Okay enough questions. That's too much. Too much data. I understand the kids are terrified but show all that to cadence and then talk to oma and then that b**** could call me to that b**** could call me too.

Obviously there's complexities and she's not a b**** but somebody should have filled me in. You got like no lawyers that can f****** talk to me. That's a little weird and then all of this is going to look strange to CVS. But I have to call about something and then I don't want to. You know go off half cocked but CPS is dangerous. I don't really want to talk to him but I should probably tell him what I know and then since it's all great for me. If you do a conference call I don't know. I defer to matriarch and as far as I know ty is the patriarch and then Chuck can kiss my ass and then I don't know what those men think of me or us. But please leave was not the right thing to say.

He's not old and busted. People wish they could get busted. Cuz there's new hotness and basically we're going to be taking control of the peninsula on a certain level.

And if there's somebody else you can do it I would love to meet them. Because of these f***** up and then no one has gotten around and telling me what's going on. That's pretty dumb. There must be some powerful men who hate me.


... Now imagine if they were effective. Toodles!

[Master Trollda]

Total faggotry…but it’s what I’d expect from you and I guess it’s the best you can do after going completely insane.

[Jackstar]

Total faggotry…

This is CGI. It's okay though, because this is authentic code speak. Not that by while you're supposed to say AI generated content and then then that way people aren't like you and I don't know what the extra laws are. But I had an actual beer. You have collections of pixels. Even not the same.

Fortunately, you're not asking me to tell your mother that these are real deer and she already knows so we're not having a problem.

Meanwhile, with having the problem really is all about is that you 've completed two or three different women sent to one person in some worlds and in other places should not even exist.

Oh, but as long as you seem to resemble a silver person when you process is fine. That's a convenient metric. Somehow it really gets to knocking Jordan.

Additionally, when I figured out that you were going down to the taco stand to spread lies about me through the girls at the Taco truck Network, I was kind of sad about that because I realized that that meant well. I'm going to have a bunch of Latinas wondering what the f*** the truth is and the reality is is that I'm f****** amazing and some Gaylord spurghag decided to spread rumors about me about everything under the sun and lie their ass off about me and thanks Johnny, Jason and Kyle and Angel and the meth lab that was next door and not my house. Oh and by the way I don't know how and I have can't learn if I want to but I don't need to learn since I would rather have people for that like two or three girls so I could have sex with them while they show me how to do it and then forget about it and then not care cuz I could give two rat f*** asses about Coke, I don't really enjoy dying.

I also don't enjoy being lied about. And while I'm sure you don't remember your past lives or lies, as I make my way through the world to explain to people how all those b******* came to be, the fact that a whole network of hotties serving tacos came to know me as the guy who must be awesome because some salty crabby old crusty homosexual agenda leader faglord cock suck d******** a****** f*** (guild Julian 345 represent) was, for some reason not a really apparent to the network of Latina hotties, spend an inordinate amount of times trying to groom and lie about some kid who didn't have any idea what the f*** was going on. They thought, and didn't really seem to mind. The relentless string of b******* lies about him which made it pretty easy to communicate certain things like getting caught. So that's cool, but the problem was you didn't use consent, and the other problem is is that they figured out what you were doing. Subconsciously was making sure that the whole world knew that I was gabby blood and then you try to keep moving away from me.


Okay so fast forward to now. Every Spanish speaking woman on the planet wants my dick. Nice job Carl. Behold the effect of the laws are unintended consequences.


I shall now return you to your your synopsis of the effects of the laws of unintended consequences, already in progress, Chris engwall and Eric angle, that is not how it's spelled, you guys were him in a different level and so obviously there's some way for a master Spirit angel to multiple by changing planes of reality even after hours and hours and hours and hours of possible opportunities to explain to me simple f****** laws of mastering reality that it's not even like I didn't know them. Them I just didn't know how to apply them and then rather than f****** help me out in any way whatsoever. In fashions it would have led to huge ethics of understanding for human science and peace and all understanding, instead of that you just gave me cigarettes and beer and tried to get me to f****** s******** without being at all obvious about the magic you're using.


Okay, so you do that for months if not years while covering for your Masonic triangulation and then you didn't have to get a job, but I do, and while you were completely effective at telling every Latina hottie that she wants my babies for sure, you did absolutely nothing to protect your your Masonic value tree, which is why everybody got rounded up because you didn't succeed in gargling your triangulation, you actually simply highlighted the fact that you were covering for it and thus turned in your entire planison smuggling Network cell.

No shame in it. You probably aren't that really that dumb, although I am pretty hot and you were pretty drunk and then you had no idea what kind of magic I had, cuz you're a racist piggy Christian douchebag, I'm sorry you were. Anyway dude, you didn't know Jack or s*** about Jesus and Jesus helped us both, because I didn't really need the reincarnation of my friend to appear in a gay man's body and then give me a tote, that's not what you need it at all, and then you could have done all manner of s***, and then somehow you didn't and I didn't even know what to ask for and you didn't want to talk about it and....


Dude I'm going to the Mexican restaurant right across the street right outside my door. I'm going to drink a shitload of margaritas and look for hotties to tell this story to cuz I'm going to spread the world about call Robert Kirkpatrick and how he was a real brilliant dude who wanted to get his d********** or some kind of thing and then this is how he went about it and then I guess he thought he was being clever, no you were obviously undercover FBI double agent and then that's why the saints that's why the maces didn't do it and you did and then you're kind of excused because well for one thing you're dead already and you really are and when you come back you don't need to come back cuz Carl at all, you come back as lose weight and you're in a matrix reality and then you can have sex with your daughter. I don't care, you s*** loads of money in your well-educated Masonic Force for power and good in the world and you use it to cover them the movements dope and whores.


And then simultaneously you help the cartel keep me isolated from every single person I've ever been on a goddamn planet. So anybody calls me ends up calling one of your f**** friends or one of your f****** stupid whores, and then they try their best to sound like Michaels and they f****** don't because there's only one me. God damn it and then I am a mystery and agma and people want to find me are kind of sleeping at night because you have f***** up the whole thing for me.

Not going to This is pretty romantic, it also was the singularly most effective event and piece of course stratagem that enabled the Roundup of several high-profile criminal trafficking gangs that were netherwise completely untouchable since they were doing the same piggyback b******* that you guys do to seduce f****** teenage boys, they were using it to do something significantly more impressive which is called transmitting triangulation transportation coordinates across the international date line without being detected so that people could be teleported from the United States to Africa without getting all messed up in those tedious custom details about like how many minor children do you have in your handbag, which is a real important question when going out for eggs.


One final point before I stop blowing your f****** mind you adorable tricoff f**** you, you didn't really need to go through the different stroll at all, you could have just been straight up but instead you were a denial of your own denials and you're in denial of what I was doing. And then you figured you try to do an end run and supplant. My free will by tricking me and you justified this by imagining that where you so high you should have figured out and that way you could do anything I've ever f****** hurt my life and then I thought you were Scandinavia and that I crypted you. Oh wait, what's the difference, you know I could tell I could do about this for hours but I'm going to leave that for my TED talk and I'm going to explain to you very simply:

If she's alive again, I need to confess you against you for conspiracy to print mega rape on her and trafficking to give her to Clayton like she disappears and while she's attached to the hip and then he kills her or what. Like how does that work when a person is hanging out with a mushroom, I don't really know and it's not like my area and then I don't mind that he's in his trestrial. And I don't mind that you don't know what you're doing, but I do mind people know what the f*** happened to Anita and I do too. And then you manage to figure out a way to make me to blame, cuz people think that I did something to her like I turned her in or I f****** sold her out and then people definitely think that I should have gone after, and I would have had anybody told me the truth. And for f****** like 5 or 6 years four eyes, you just kept showing up and giving you beer and cigarettes and never ever ever ever f****** tell me what the f*** happened, although you did manage to get her to call me and claim that I was sleeping with Gloria. So you obviously whacked out of her brain and you hit Andy in the head with a baseball bat and then wow! I guess that was really a cool idea to replace Andy with Clayton shapeshifted. Oh and I know how shapeshifting works. And do you want to hear about the 10 physical sexes of Humanity? Cuz you know I know about that too and I guess if you thought that was a secret, I guess you probably shouldn't have been f****** tugging the lies about me to the cartel Network at the taco truck, cuz I can f****** talk about anything I goddamn want. I am level zero and I am level 360 and guess what? Those are Masonic secrets that you casually spread around and allowed me to figure out. So it's not like you're going to be hung from a tree since you're already dead and came back and you're a arc on now. But I'd like to point out that only one of us here broke laws and I'm the man in charge of everything that still hasn't broke any of them.

That's why I'm going to go buy some syringes and probably shoot up and f*** someone, not necessarily but maybe and if I did it would not be abuse because I think about it, and I don't do it regularly and I don't do it often. And you sir are a Coke addict and a spur-headed Christ. The fiction Auto who got misled by Satan to do the dumbest s*** in the world:



YOU KNEW EXACTLY WHAT I NEEDED TO DO TO BECOME OFFICIAL LEVEL ZERO AND INSTEAD YOU HELD ME IN PLACE AND LET ME SIT AROUND FOR 6 OR 7 YEARS DRINKING BEER AND SMOKING CIGARETTES AND NOT GETTING LAID OR GETTING HUGS WHILE YOU USHERED A FLOTILLA OF JOKER'S GALLEY F****** REPROBATE SOCIOPATHIC BABY RAPING F****** PEDOPHILE F****** HOMOPHAG F**** INTO THE MASONIC SYSTEM CONVINCED EVERYBODY THAT THEY WERE OKAY AND THEN ONE BY ONE THEY'VE BEEN INCINERATED BY THE POWERS OF GOD BECAUSE THEY F****** BLOAT CHILDREN YOU D******, OH THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU MORON, SO WHY DON'T SHE DO THAT NEVER AGAIN?


Well, obviously she thought that I was into that and she thought I was gay and she couldn't feel it. She couldn't tell the difference between me saying a joke and me saying the truth and that's kind of messed her up and then good because she's a f****** human trafficker too. None of you are getting arrested or billed. You're just going to live the rest of your days knowing that you could have just f****** did what you wanted and instead you make it into a big criminal conspiracy which means that you don't get to do it openly, you have to hide like a little coward b****, and I get to do whatever is appropriate anytime I want at any place I want as long as it's this is in accordance with local rules and moral values, and of course I would never turn on a kid. I would never turn on child. They would probably be curious and they should be because it's curious to be not curious about things that are fun, and let me tell you being a sprink-headed dope Lord be like is not fun

That's not why I became one, I really have rarely ever been one but not in that configuration. And the reason why it has to be done is because there are legitimate people in the world who need legitimate medicine and the people who know what to do with the stuff don't abuse it either. And the military controls is trade and it is not anything that any of you reading this are ever going to need to know anything about, because we have the technology to hide it from all of



EWE.



in closing, I will mention that I had heard of the rivalry between cokeheads and crackheads and meth heads, and I'd noticed that your stupid f****** slang system is based on the average dick sucking f****'s ability to remain cognizant of what words are being said while they're being patted in the ass while being rimed with Coke or whatever and it doesn't mean that you're stupid, it means that cock dishes different, in any event, I can see why none of you like each other and all of you think that I'm weird and annoying and wish I wouldn't get high, it's because you don't know the judge from being high and being intelligent and let me tell you the truth, I am f****** intelligent every f****** day.


It's rare that I feel like telling you, or showing me a power level, or explaining to you exactly how badly you f***** up: I guess you didn't like Allison very much cuz you got Her killed. Literally you were the person who did that and I don't know if I have to be mad at you about it. Since if you had a right she did a lot of terrible things. I don't know if he did on purpose but because of you ambush because of you if she died because of you when she came back she has to stay away from me, and because of you no one knows this or tell the knows how to tell her what to do because there's no one with the passcode and the only other person with the passcode is somebody else who isn't you and you know doesn't go by that name and as no idea who I am and doesn't want me to f****** do anything besides never suck cock and never get laid and never get a hug because they're f****** pissed off after having died, gone to hell and become an arch so she'll never know that the password is strawberry fields forever, cuz of course you never going to tell anybody, since you want me to beever until I die because you don't like meth.


But if I go get a few keys of Coke you'll teach him how to make it into it, is that it? Let me explain. Homo f** boy: I'll be honest, you're a lot more entertaining than the toe sleds are, but nevertheless, all of you need to get off your stupid high horse and take your satanic homosex agenda off your f****** plug-in playground and f****** dump it go with Lucifer.

Because the Jesuit homework sex agenda doesn't want you. They want me. And they don't need any more than just one, and I might do it tonight, in 2 hours, I might be taking it up a butt and sucking on you Todd. You boycott for Jesuits with Christ or something I don't know. Depends on how soon they can teach me to teleport it? I don't know. I don't want to join the order and study and do work just so I can learn some calls, tools and then drop out, I don't want to do that.



Nevertheless, I'll do it everyday from 2:15 p.m. until 6:00 at night, every f****** day until I figure out how to reverse engineer their teleportation technology cuz that s***'s hot and they got that. Now it's like skin armor, they got some amazing tools with the Jesuits and if I have to be the way way into their technology tree without having to tell them the truth and then it's just a week week and as you know somebody sees it but they don't come into anything. I can do that because I also don't want to s******** and I don't like poop and I'm pretty sure the Jesuit order is being to realize that they may have backed themselves into a corner when it comes to recruiting new talent that doesn't want to f****** deal with f****** feces and assholes jockeying for position on a cock.


I'm pretty sure that Jesus Christ didn't attend that for us and he said that he'd rather be crucified than go to a f****** Papa Bear dinner and not be told about it and be tried to f****** sold out and bond like like he can't even believe that that actually happened. And that's okay because Kirsten who took me there can't even believe Jesus Christ happened either. Kirsten who took me there can't even believe Jesus Christ happened either


Long story short, Carl, Kirsten, oh look CK, what what a coinky dink, I don't need to say which one of you is worse because it doesn't matter, you're not disqualified, you're not fired. You're not damned.


I'm just going to f*** the hell out of your mothers every night for a few weeks and that'll be the end of it. Easy peasy. I'm sure that this is not exactly what you expected to hear, nor will you care to hear what Jesus Christ will tell you if you ask him about why the hell is this happening to you.

My recommendation is to consider that some questions are not meant to be asked, and to ask. Them can be a fun and enjoyable experience for some, and for others. A nightmare of epic caligulottica proportions. I'm not s******* you. You're not getting access to the greatest orgy of all time, and that's because you lied to me about me and for me in ways that I didn't appreciate, need or want or ask for and then you acted like you're doing the work of the Lord and that I was a bad person for smoking too much math and you told me that I had a problem and everybody else had a problem. And then since I just wouldn't listen about your imaginary f****** problem that you pushed on me, you took off and left me alone to die and then you came back later to steal for me and you sold me a pizza and a few bottles of water for $180 you revence Jew Scandinavian swindling f****** w****.


Fair. That's fair. You didn't really rip me off. You just weren't really very nice to me and I understand cuz you missed out on absolutely nothing, but you sure felt like you needed me to surrender to your f****** homosex f**** satanic ways didn't you?


You literally could have just introduced me to the loose fairy and homosex agenda and then just told me that I could have had sex with Eve. If I can handle Lucifer and then I would have said hey Lucy can I f*** your wife and then you would have said yeah can I f*** your f** and I would have been like I didn't know he was mine and then Lucifer would have said look what he did I always said oh wow yeah yeah f*** Carl Robert a whole bunch and have and he would have been just as impressed and then you would have gotten everything you wanted in about f****** 15 minutes in negotiations you absolute cock-mongering dork.


Once again, this is the most romantic story that has ever been told about some f** trying to get laid or some action or even a little tug. Here's the reason why: it really doesn't work very well when it's lied to, or lied about, we're told to lie about somebody, and I am of course talking about my penis.

Cast off those false rumors about my secondary sex organs, you know I don't have anything. There's nothing else you need to know. Just don't worry about anything at all. Just never tell another lie about my cock or to my cock or puma don't he's a better idea. Just don't f****** talk my penis. Okay. Tell somebody else to talk about what he is.



I'm starting to get a little irritated and hot under the crawler which is not exactly the kind of arousal anybody's imagining but I will say this the girl next door had good reasons. Be curious about me and instead of her going on a date with me and having a nice time. Her dog had his jaw broken by a car and she was raped to death later on. And she would have been happy to have gone on a date with me cuz she was shy and I think she died a virgin.



After the being raped to death part I meant. I can't confirm that she thought it was her last thoughts that I probably would have tasted like strawberries, but I don't know what the hell that woman was doing living with that man and then not getting laid for that long and then not coming over and knocking my

but it’s what I’d expect from you and I guess it’s the best you can do after going completely insane.

There is absolutely nothing insane, g about my abstract performance art. What would be insane is if I thought that I was going to get that girl to get you to be interested in being my fluffer, because while that isn't outside possible chance, I suppose since you got to be good for something, I don't think that there's likely to happen.

Worst case scenario, I'm working on a outline for the third Grease movie that I'm going to blow out of the f****** water, and you're going to hate it too. I really love it, but you'll hate it because it'll have some stupid joke in it that I think is funny that no one else will get as being you and then you'll hate me for destroying it. Another one of your icons or you'll wake the f****** and stop being gay, that's always an option, at least for adults.

Obviously that's you. You're the adult here with the voice of reason. Why would I want to get shut down in flames by you when I can inflame your pangs of jealousy by hitting on hot ass women that you're not going to get a chance with anyway? I think I just came in the astral plane. I'm totally lying. I know I just came somewhere.

Run along now. Fetch. Thanks in advance, Thuggy Spice. And she's got a beardo hanging around, do me a favor and garrotte them real quick on the way back. Don't make it look like an accident. Make it look like it was on purpose, make it look like it was meant to be tasty.

Because it was. No shame in it. I'm going to make this into a cliffy macro for the yearbook siting, which is I'm sure is all digital, oh my God, I can take your handle in the park and I can say this is where they're going to have the reunion where you can like Carver naming the tree and then we can do a pentagram ritual in the other Forest that I'll tell Johnny can tell you about and then you're not the same woman are you? That would be really weird, but I would explain your reluctance to reveal anything about you because... I'm running out of things that are not secret to claim are secret-ish, sow.

>Kn-Am has a husband and a boyfriend and a and established tradition of not being at all interested in me. Do you know how the trigger to get around to revealing this in an incontroversial fashion without threatening to pull a knife or bursting into sulfur exteriors? It's like seriously it's been awhile so I'm pretty sure I'm clear now. And if I'm not, I'm going to maintain to my breath. These thighs are worth it.

And honestly, between the three of us, I think only one of us knows how to do anything with them, so you're probably going to be something else. Hopefully something with the raisins in it. You like things without raises in it. So I'm trying to set up the boundaries now just in case. We end up doing naked twister with that one girl who doesn't want to do anything at all except pretend it's not real, I don't think you've ever been around me during the start of cuffing season, And I definitely don't think that you've ever been so quick on the Google when it comes to looking up questions for me to answer, so I guess you've got no more little YouTube videos to post on. That's too bad.

I'll post content later when I feel like it. I don't think I want to be making the rookie mistake of pushing the mustard too hard. Why containers? Look I don't think you're going to see what's happening here. I'm going to need friends to keep the exercises fresh, and then they can talk to each other when I'm gone. Obviously I have to stay on the move now. And it's only a matter of time to work for somebody says that they wanted me to go dancing with them since I did learn several years ago and then I've only gone once.

I don't think it's a strange to have a fetish for wanting to be asked. Especially since I don't remember having been asked a number of times about other things, And for somebody who thinks I'm completely insane. You sure do spend a lot of time fact checking romantic overtures. If you can call that a job, I can call that Pope a ham.

Because seriously, yeah, she rather than tell me that she had a boyfriend and she didn't want to keep on trying to reseal for me, she actually did all that in hopes that I would just give up and discuss and not like her anymore, so obviously she needs friends and a lot of people do. And yeah, that really does explain everything, huh, I guess you probably could have told me, but that would have probably would have been you know revealing ways and means or sacrificing conferences, or indicating that you had a human heart beating beneath that gray winged exterior that you're calling a shell Of protection, BUT AT THIS POINT HOW IS IT NOT OBVIOUS TO YOU THAT I ALSO NEED A MAGICIAN'S ASSISTANCE BECAUSE I'M NOT F****** LYING ABOUT MAGIC CASTLE I WANT THOSE FREE DRINKS. FOR LIFE. It's almost time for action, and these times have to be arranged in a particular order in order to achieve a special of the particular magickal effect, listen here white shadow you don't even believe in prayer without a focus group study, I don't expect you to understand my methods, And there is no possible way to clean the house because it's the absolutely demolished with the presence of CIA Black ops biohazard mold weapon, codename talk sick. Without the actual antidote, there is no way to clean the house other than to burn it to the ground, my hand to God that is the only way, so I thought it was funny hearing that from that nerd you call a brussel sprout that I was expected to “tidy up.”

The entire property is an actual Superfund site and with a few phone calls and the filings of the right papers, you could have a billion dollar budget in about 2 days, so I don't know what the Sam hell green that you're talking about. Me being not insane for, I have to act insane or it doesn't seem plausible that I've been breathing in Black hawk down mold spores, look this all hangs together n I don't think you were even attending the orientation. Certain facts were deliberately laid out ahead of time, like the fact that getting to have my own Superfund site to be attached to the specialties trust is part of my stretch goal and is integral to my plan to achieve membership at magic Castle without actually going there which is apparently impossible to do, although might be a little bit easier than getting you to be in a state of empathy. I'm serious. I'm thinking of four different pairs of thighs right now and my ability to remain cogent and concise in my speech and my cognition is right at the f****** window. I didn't even thought about boobs or eyes yet, what do you even care? You're just going to go do blow with deaconing anyway, We know how you do. You crawl under the stairs and you start tooting up and then I don't know what you do. Actually I never got invited. NO, I DON'T HAVE ANY GOOD COCA. Look at you. Suddenly rushing pillow for the clearance.

Practiced maneuvers resulting in magickal effect. A clear advantage to sorcery over being a sourpuss battle. Ax is that sorcery works even with Frank, seething open disbelief Pace it across that resting b**** face of... Someones, you're probably fine. You're never resting anyway. Perfection you've been hiding from me for like literally 25 years and you're complaining that I don't know about your physical characteristics and stating that's a sign of indifference. Sure, I'm the insane one.

Meanwhile, you're the one actually taking practice leaps at cardboard cutout models of actual f****** rolling donuts. OF COURSE YOU CAN KILL THE FATHER AND ADOPT HER WHILE I GO THROUGH HIS ROLL TOP DESK. That's the tradition in the design spec. (Standards.) It's clear to me now that you really have no knowledge of heterosexual daily without your access to a covenant of conclave pipe bishops doing a council for determining who gets to embarrass who's daughter first and what dance will be playing. I'm looking right I can't explain all this right now. I'm out of quarters. Of course majorette Dean's never told you about how this works, if he told you that this work then you would just be able to do things without him, I don't do things I want to do people. Person. Floating Spirits with thighs sticking out the bottom of the sheet, oh my God I'm sprung. Is this you saying that you want to come along or are you just trying to make sure that I don't leave behind? I don't know if you're really helping my chances here, although I guess it does help that she doesn't think that she's the only woman I've ever talked to in 52 years, obviously, I'm one of the only people who actually listens to the women that I talk to about anything. You are such a scrub. People listen with the mind. They don't listen with ears. Stop pretending that you have to fake. Making a rookie blunder to seem authentic, it's impractical and necessary and dangerously authentic and so implies the opposite. Because how could anybody like you have lived this long? As I know. Please don't tell me about the generational cursed terrace energy thing that you got in the the longurgical phoneturgical pharmacological thomas codex.

It's like you don't even know me anymore. Pfft. No, I'm absolutely not schizophrenic and I think it's very possible that you have no idea how voice typing works at all, it's not oompa loompas. It's a form of divination.

Which I Mastered. Come to think of it. I never even thought about wondering what you might have ever Mastered. I'm going to take a wild stab of a guess and say the first thing was “thin-lipped smirk” and the very next was “concealment of inner emotional turmoil.”

Way to go, sir. Next up I suggest you master “desperate hunger for swarthy MagyarⓂ️angk©k,” or at the very least, “head laid flat down on table until frightening concept disappears,” do you even know how weed works at all, do you even know what it does? Has it ever been anything to you other than something to provide justification for bursting into somebody's house with a special weapons and tax ticks team? No doubt it is breathtaking, you were going to assure mE! WEED, MOTHERFUCKER, DO YOU 420 BLAZE IT?

(NOTE: above question is rhetorical.) You're like a snide version of Jon Snow that knows even less. I bet you think my mission has something to do with sexual activity. I don't know if you could get any more square than this.

UNDERSTAND: The mission is not about power.

THE MISSION IS POWER. ZUGZWANG. Namastμ

[Master Trollda]

Completely insane.

[Worthauger]

Hi, I'm PotentialLμ Penel-✒️Lμ->K∆Lkope, not-№T.Calliope. I identify as a CoV-🆔 NINETEEN valley-volley CA-Lμ/k∆ā–Lμ b∞t-YE, >KlIlⓂ️<3⁴4ßæ, B0ûNTμ„”G`®|.


Dude: you're not my dude, but you're not my Sensei either. tl;dr: sorry, wrong number.



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Thank you for this spiritual lesson. Also: good editor. Nice editor. (You) Get Biscuit.

(That's the trafficking.) ¡TRAIN(!) Namastμ

Completely insane.

That's really just your flunky-dipshit uninformed opinion, faghole-fagwholehag
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Ewe do īT. Now: 🛁 μour ↪️. I'm fucking sick of your constant hatred. The disrespect, inherent to every interaction like the miasma from a swampy-∞zē, comes from you, T¿¿¿¿r°‽‽, relentlessLμ—

to:>KUCZI. Every. Fucking. Time. LiteralLμ: what? IS!μΩ¥👁️OUR! PROBLμⓂ️?

Tell you what, Fuck0. I will tell you just what. After this break for stay/shun 🆔.

Anything less would be uncivilized.

Completely insane.

IncontrovertabLμ ACTION🎬-Å-🐂. Prepare to qualify, 🅿️ōlê🅿️0§ĪTī∅n\ⁿ∆№N[&0N&on&⁰ⁿ&⭕NNNNN]åⁿ⁰ⁿ.

I could literally, actually, file a Federal lawsuit, right now, without hiring an attorney, or becoming one, AT ALL, AS A CITIZEN, I could fuckin’ file it RIGHT NOW

— IN CRAYON,
ON CONSTRUCTION PAPER —

the liability (You) got, the DOCUMENTED EVIDENCE on this site, cross-referenced with THE OTHER THREE (3) WEBFORUM SITES, screen caps with little ducky arrows and rabbis pointing at rabbits with tabbi K∆TZ chasing them like it was commemorative shelf-paper emblazoned with accompanying Special Olympics (speÇĪĀ♀️ELLE-88, FOR TEENS, RīTE?) brand-ẞ®@&ŒĪNG, I could draw little ❌s and ⭕s and lines and icons like it was a football playbook, AND IT WOULD BE AN AUTO-WIN. FOR mE!

YOU WOULDN'T EVEN GET A TRIAL, MOTHERFUCKER. BANG! ZOOM! BLACK BAG! NO TURTLE! NO BURTLE! BUTTLE YOUR BREAD (“... and butter!”), WHY-T-BREAD BUTTERBALL-IN-ASS ASS TO FUCKING DIEGO GARCIA

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I am not waiting. I am not going. I will JUST—


ice my balls and w∆īT. IDGAF, blow-Bluto try-hard/Die, Hardie-Hard/HARD(HER). Hey, here's an idea: TRY, like: AT ALL. “TRY HARDER?” holy fuckin' shit, Ms. “I miss ‘Ludes!”.

Do you even press “Send”, you tightwad teetotaling freak? YOU HAVE EMAILS. YOU HAVE LOTS OF EMAILS.

REPLY TO ONE. DUH. INSTEAD? I will say this, it was nice to see Cate Blank-ET for a third time, especially since s🆔he said that s🆔he'd “never travel to the USA,” well, maybe you didn't.

Maybe you and Twiggy Minus swapped dreamstates. Like in “Freaky Friday”. Just for one day. On two separate occasions. At least. Sow, you could have witnessed me being high AF after being sold bunk drugs on numerous opportunities, long before now.

I thank you for the special spiritual lessons as well as the obsessive attention paid to every detail; as well as the undeniable willingness to overlook the ACTIVE AND ONGOING COMMISSION OF ACTUAL, INTERNATIONALLμ RECOGNIZED HATE-, WAR-, &AND SEXCRIMES ON WHAT AMOUNTS TO A DAILY &AND ROUTINE BASIS AGAINST... mE?!? Da.fuQ?

(That's the training.) Worth it, just to see you again. I can see why our friend James went to such trouble to make sure to blank me into freeze me out and to make double damn sure that I wasn't going to get my hands on you, cuz you look great, I don't give a crap what the hell other people think, not only do you look great, you're my friend.

I'm glad you're doing better, and that most of what I heard was b******* and nonsensical and A desperate attempt to get a rise out of me so that you could finally extradite me to Canada and have your way with me after lucky him in your sex dungeon. I know all Canadian girls have sex dungeons. And they're all bilingually labeled.

Because why? Excellent, that's a good question. That's a great question right there I'm going to answer that question. Because Eye was murdered by an illiterate French Polynesian quebecois w**** crossed with an albino Virgin Mary tuttlebuttle s******* looking for the lavatory on the way to the restroom and couldn't read the signs and kill the wrong person. (Facts.) And because of that, they were able to get away with murdering the right person, because it was all that psyop to destroy a person and their love and their light.

One would not think that anyone would be likely to go through such absurd lengths to kill somebody who didn't deserve to die but needed to be removed from any possibility of falling within arm's Reach with me, Because I loved her too. I can't say as much or as little as I love you, because love cannot be quantifiable, love cannot be limited to sizes, and my love cannot be stopped.

It's not the training. It's that when I want to f*** somebody, I'm going to f*** them, and I don't really give a f****** flying f*** how many f****** thousands of years is going to take. I'm on the list, you're on the list, she's on the list, two of you died, I don't know which one killed each other, oh wait, never mind reset okay, so that'll never happen again and it'll never be proven, and the fact that it was just done by grapefruit to make sure that I knew who was boss while she was away and I wouldn't put my dick into somebody that she couldn't deal with, that was what was super important. And would ordinarily be against the law and be criminally frustrated to the full extent because as you know, grapefruit is a feedish criminal and have to be treated with the total garbage. Meanwhile, people who hate Native American women get to be getting off Scott free all the time. People who hate Native American women get to be getting off scott-free all the time


Scott. Free. It's on my skin.


I don't have to say too much more about this except to say that wow, my friend is really pretty and I wish somebody would appreciate her more and let her travel to America so she could f****** but I think that that would probably not work out so well given certain professional alliances and I'll just wait for him to die and then we can.

It's just easier. To wait for death. Obviously some fruits are much more possessive of their formerly attached dicks than others, and if in case any of you are wondering, yeah you're not going to bust me for s*** and this was a big f****** waste of time. And boy is it a f****** big f****** deal. And yeah you're going to have to f****** talk about it in Congressional meetings behind closed doors for about 20 f****** years. You f****** cheap hot don't scandal stupid b******.

ALL JUST SO YOU CAN COCK BLOCK ME AND GET AWAY WITH IT.

Good. THIS IS THE ALGONQUIN WAY. TRUST ME.

EWE DON'T FUCK OR TRIFLE WITH US. YOU KUNTY KOONTY COCKSLOBBERING FEDS SHOULD NOT DO EITHER OF THOSE EITHER.

Either? ∆Īīher? (HER)? WHY PORK(HER) WHY, PORK, WYE, WHY POURQUOI? WHY?

Ask Wye. (Reminder: agents in the rearview mirror may appear to be more murdered than they actually are. THEY'RE STILL F****** DEAD MOTHER F*****, SO I GUESS I'M NOT GOING TO DATE HER. COOL I'M GLAD I MET HER THAT WAS FUN. ESPECIALLY THE PART WHERE YOU BEAMED IT INTO MY F****** HEAD WITH VOICE TO SKULL, G THANKS IS THAT AGAINST THE LAW, F****** PROBABLY NOT BOY I'LL WRITE TO MY CONGRESSMAN ABOUT THAT ONE. F*** YOU.) Hang on belay that idea.


I'll take five golden berries, minus the twigs, and plus my friends. You can make a franken!Jewel out of that, can't you? YEAH I'M PRETTY SURE I KNOW YOU CAN.


I ALSO KNOW THAT YOU CAN CUT AN OUNCE OF CRYSTAL WITH FENTANYL AND MAKE IT LOOK LIKE WHATEVER THE F*** YOU WANT AND IT TOTALLY SUCKS AND I IMAGINE YOU THINK I WOULDN'T NOTICE, AND I BET YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE TELLING ME A MESSAGE TELLING ME OH BOY WELL YOU GOT TO STOP NOW M*********** WELL YOU KNOW WHAT NO S*** MOTHER F***** YEAH BUT I ALSO DON'T HAVE TO STOP WHAT I'M F****** DOING WHICH YOU DON'T EVEN F****** KNOW WHAT I'M DOING SO WHY DON'T YOU GO F*** YOURSELF AND GO BACK TO F****** WITNESSES YOU F****** TONKA TOY HOBBY WRITING COURSE F****** FREAK?

Oh probably because you're on duty and you can't really choose your duty roster cycle and then you're probably pretending that you're so indicted that you're even caught up in this. And like you have no idea why this is going on for so long and like oh my God, how dare I f****** talk about something that I don't even know anything about?

Completely insane.

Would it be all right if you sucked my dick after I f***** the lich King's mother? Not going to lie. She's really hot. I like that Crip keeper style. And then I don't know what the hell would be left behind on my dick after the f****** lich King f****** f***** me. But since you f****** f*** other things that make me want to cringe when I think about it, I assume with some sort of hallucinogenic Holo shield, condom, f****** Christ or else you're driving a body with a Waldo device from Mars and your f****** piloting some poor innocent scrub intern out of Quantico first day on the job she has to f*** moldy Jens Christensen while PewDiePie makes popcorn laced with a soporific and scopola means so his kids can watch and eat at the same time, also you can be a stupid f****** undercover fug f** and never gets stoned and not know what the f*** is going on in life and never see the real thing and never f****** find out the truth about why you got traffic to be in a stupid b**** c*** life for f****** feds you don't f****** give a s*** about you, they f****** made you make f****** LSD and then they tried to get me to sell it for them so they could bust you.


Those are your f****** friends. And you think I'm doing something wrong?? Yeah, I bet you do because you're a braidwashed bimbo. Listen up bangzoom I don't really f****** care what the f*** you think.

Completely insane.

You're just saying that because you think I'd rather do drugs and whores rather than have sex with you, and you think that's what I chose instead of you. And you think that I'm a fool for doing so, well. I would have been a fool for doing that, except what I did was I chose to save your life so you wouldn't be dead and then you're not which I think is significantly better than being dead, although being alive and forced a mule drugs for 35 years and suck biker dick and then blame me for it without realizing that it's not my fault at all, that's just what happens when you don't f****** fail the rules and they were going to kill you, but maybe they did. I don't know. Maybe you should f****** talk to me about what the f*** happened to your f****** life once in a f****** while you're f****** ding dong bingfap dingbat.


Like, holy shit. Are ndas and ncas really this restrictive, or did you really just make that much money off of crypto and you're that concerned about it? Because I would understand that, I would have made a shitload of crypto too if only I had been allowed to buy some.

If only somebody I know had been into crypto.

If only somebody who knew me had been able to talk to me and say hey. I know you're really smart and your computer and stuff. What do you think about this crypto stuff? It's only 80 bucks. What do you think??

Instead you dumb dumb country kitchen which is decided to go do other things. And I don't know what the f*** happened, but I know it didn't happen, nobody f****** replied to my emails. Nobody f****** answered my phone calls and nobody f****** went and looked and find out what happened other than the most surface f****** look to decide that. Oh he's just some drug user. I guess I won't talk to him. I won't decide to find out whether or not he's doing something important or if it just looks like he's a loser.

Believe me. I didn't lose. And believe me, liver did. I'd still f*** you.

Number one, I can resurrect you. Number two. I think you're really cute and hot. Number three. I really like to get laid with people that I love instead of d****** assholes who want to f****** set up a f****** sting while they're wearing a f****** body costume and being a f****** male stupid bald-headed f**** Sheriff underneath. Like I get that this is how you quit crimes and use them to punish the wrongdoers, but I also get this. This is how you f****** abuse your power so you can manage things internally and discipline your troops


I am f****** neither of them. I am clergy. I WORK FOR GOD.

COMES HYBRID IN I DON'T WORK FOR YOU. 10 YEARS


Sow there. With my apologies to Rogers cable. F*** Canada. I'm not going there. I'm not worried about the healthcare system, I'm worried because I lied to mounties, because I didn't give a s*** about paying my speeding ticket, I just wanted to find out what the f*** you were doing..

Okay. Well now I know.

If I ever end up in Canada I'll be sure to explain it to him, but I don't think that I want to talk to border patrol about it because it makes Canada looks pretty bad, because holy s*** are you f******** really busting the wrong people.

Completely insane.

Well at least I'm not 🅰️ backstabbing cheating 🆎**** a fox. How's your hen house doing? Yeah, I get it. You feel bad about the decision made because it was done one. But to be fair you actually didn't make a bad decision, you were trafficked into it, and if you want to go to court and Sue all those f****** I'd be happy to testify on your behalf since I know exactly what happened and you couldn't file a suit without me anyway, so cheer out of at least I'm not a stupid drug using w****, and neither are you.

Any more. Thus quoth the raven; “What, mE VV¡-¡0®e? Sacre Bleu! NEVERH∞R!”

* Worthauger is gonna fap to Porfiry now.

Because I'm obviously not getting any hugs tonight either. Like seriously, what did they give me some sort of massive disease? It's going to f****** infect the world. If somebody gives me a hug? You're somebody sure f****** acted like it, wow. You got to be undercover so you don't get f****** busted and f****** lit up, huh, yeah, that makes sense that you'd have to be undercover and you'd have to make sure that you don't get spotted.

Holy s***. (PORK! FURY!)

Completely insane.

You can cuddle with me for 50 bucks. Cash. Plus tip. Which will also be 50 bucks. Make your move, schweinhund umtermensch ULTRA. I literally have no idea what you're waiting for, but I guess number one. You're not even reading this message number two. You've never read any of my messages, number three, but I guess they told you that you have AIDS or something, number four good worth it. Let's die together in some f**** hospital for f*** that have AIDS.

Once again: worth it now in the meantime I don't really know how many of you f****** people reading this f****** site know what the f*** is going on.

Completely insane.

And I thank God that no one does. However, I'm not averse to f****** explain it to people in a TED talk as soon as this all gets cleared up and I get permission for everybody to tell the truth because once I do, it'll be a short sharp shock of stories. That'll knock your socks off.

And if I tell it without permission, I'll be killed. Literally killed dead. That's because they would have bears a whole lot of people that don't want to be embarrassed, and as soon as I find out who they are and which of them are dead and who gets permission and who's getting the money then I can tell the story in a way that doesn't embarrass anybody.

That's why there hasn't been a trial, that's why being treated so strangely, and that's why the us are so pissed at me, because I guess they thought they had that one covered with their little bilingual f****** rule. Also they probably didn't think that I really love somebody. They probably just thought I was a really sexy beast of a creepy pervo pedo.

No; I actually love her. I love all of them. That's what makes it so romantic. They have to wait for their other dude with a dick to die, naturally, because I'm not going to piss him off, and she's not going to tell them, and I'm not going to be happy if they kill them and make it look like an accident is even if they get away with it and they don't even bother worrying about me fighting out, I eventually find out in heaven and then as a paladin I have to then feel bad about the sex that I had with him and then all these people who act the f****** they actually love me too and so that means that we can't actually do anything until the dude with a dick who's really really obsessed with monogamy just passes away of old age.

I figure at that point I'll have about 312 years left to my Sourcerœr contract. And then and only then, I can have the kind of thunderous thigh shaking orgasms that have powdered enough of my rank statue and social renown deserves.

In the meantime; scusi mille regretie. Don't squeeze the grapefruit, it'll make Mr Whipple mad. Don't make Mr Whipple mad.

Completely insane.

He's mad enough that I've already made him completely asinine. /F\__× He's not even polish, he's from Cincinnati. Imagine if Mr. Whipple was Hungarian. You'd all be f***** already. And you wouldn't like it.

Because Mr. Whipple and I would. Ohhhhh, yeah!

* Worthauger could teach The Kool-Aid Man a thingμ or two about jurisdiction, jurisprudence, and jü: ur prick is too dense.

Ask me in a few years how to explain that joke, and I can't right now because it's literally a crime. A war crime. Tell me want to report that, or should I do it myself? I got a lot of free time today. That's for goddam sure. Thanks, by the way.

Thank yew for īT. ∆lli

Completely insane.

That's the training. Play dead, Rat-or Jen-bury⁰ⁿ. IDGAF, when I find out who to kill, I'll find out where they're f****** fake buried and f****** dig them up in f****** kill them again for real. I don't give a s***.

You have pissed me off. Good night. Bad knight. Once again, I literally don't give a f*** about your industry or your job or where the f*** it is. You think I want?

Lady, have you ever wanted anything in your life, or just had to wait for another serve at to show up after you killed the first one for being too sassy? Pfft. HA! Yeah I want plenty of things.

I don't desire many. And I don't need any at all.

Things don't need me. Women do. F*** you. That's my name now f*** you.

Completely insane.

But since I'm funny, prolific, resilient, and extraordinarily clever, I think they're probably going to look past that one at the cuckoo nest farm. Even so, if they even if I am insane, at least I pick the pretty one let manifest into my consciousness. What do you have in your consciousness besides a thousand and one copies of Michael Deacon singing “Lolita” duets? Probably nothing that you can actually talk about.

That's not the training. That's the survival incident. Now, was this exciting right? Or what? You said you wanted a ride? N**** I took you on the scenic route.

And we do it again right now. All in bet. ZUGZWANG.

Completely insane.

ÔK... Wye?

Maybe he's mad that my killer was just held for questioning and then let go after a few hours and then dismered into a Time portal in full view of the whole staff of the police station? I don't know how he would know that... But if you saw it in a dream, or if he was there to witness it that might not drive him insane, but if the killer then came back and whispered in his ear every night while he was dreaming about what he did and how he got away with it and laughed at him, and then put it onto a number station on repeat and left it on a voice to skull repeater box and pointed it at his head, yeah that would probably drive insane at some point, just how I'm saying is he, he looks okay to me. But then again, I'm a completely imaginary fiction of some of these picture of me in heaven being dead and murdered when actually I'm just dead and nothing comes out of me at all. Nothing.

That has stopped what was coming, which was going to be me on his cock since I liked him too. But once again I was murdered. That's too bad. I bet he'll find another girl soon though right?”

Insane? Invv∆I№∆^^ⁿï. By the way, you're functionally illiterate and don't even know it. Is there somebody you know that can give you language lessons while they're giving you a reach around? Well maybe you better fuck a ⭕ and find out.

p.s.:. I'm sorry that you got trafficked into a life of sex slavery and total stupid tordom. That wasn't my idea, and as soon as I found out I did something about it, you probably don't know about that yet since it's in your future. I will still maintain that this was significantly better than being dead, and the good news is as soon as you wake the f****** and decide which body you're going to live in, just about any one of them will do. All I want is you.

p p s: And all you want is for you to get to keep on f****** that w**** you call a sister and for me to not find out that you're a tranny, baby. I already know you're a tranny. Also you don't know who you are because you can hypnotized into being somebody else and this is what they do. And boy are they going to be in trouble when they f****** find out on Capitol Hill.

P.P.P.S.:. Not only did I find out what you thought I would never find out, and not only does that not bother me, actually I think it's really cool, but I've also found out a whole bunch of stuff that none of you ever knew about obviously, and I've decided to just spread it wide open to the whole f****** world, so go ahead and sue me in the Civil courts for telling them all your f****** secrets, especially since then you'd have to admit to the world that everything I said was true and that the other stuff that wasn't true was what you said and then you could then file for damages, and then you'd obviously win and then you'd be have to pursue the reward that you Brew granted.


Fu k: your re-ward... JACKWARD55. (Literally, never underestimate the links of women will go to to avoid any contractual obligation to fellate a man, even once. (Sweetie, it's an easy curse to remove. It's one that I put on you. I didn't put it on my dick. I guess you put a curse on my dick. Isn't that cute? I think that's really romantic. I don't know if anybody knows who I'm talking to, but I bet you do. No, I'm serious. It's easier to remove then you can imagine. So, yeah I wouldn't worry about that.


Meth dick, whiskey dick, stinky dick, moron dick, meat dick wow, you all have a lot of reasons not to suck a dick don't you? And yet mysteriously people could somehow walk over the border with full-on MS-13 face tattoos all over their hands and dick and face and you'll see women falling right for them. Now why do you think they are able to get over all that?

Here's a hint: I didn't give the magical charms. That's what you're covenant of lesbian witches did. A lot. A lot a lot. And they don't fillate dicks either right? Let me tell you something about bisexuality


Obviously suspicious for obvious reasons, That weren't so obvious before, but now I get it. Wow. Hey DEA: see above, re: “wow”.

I understand your problem's a lot more now that I've done all this research, and as soon as I find out which of my friends are alive and which ones are never my friends at all and are righteously dead, and then after about 8 weeks of f******, I'll be happy to consult with you and tell you why your entire paradigm of abs working anymore, if you want to find out, if you can't figure it out before then yourself, you all seem pretty smart so you probably can figure it out, I'll leave you with a hint.

Y'all are spending way more money than you collect selling drugs on prohibiting the selling of drugs, so you're working against your own interests and you're burning through all the money that you could be using on rebuilding Society from all the damage that drugs have done, and no one's going to tell you to stop this because all the money is going to another planet because you've been conquered by extraterrestrials. (Facts.) This is actually, literally true, the DEA has been conquered by extraterrestrials. But not by aliens.

Aliens probably don't exist. But any terrestrial with a cerebral cortex would be extra to any of you gun toting teetotaling centric morons, like I get that there's a lot of hazards with drugs but I don't see anybody deciding that you need a parachutist paratroop enforcement agency, and obviously a paratrooper could do a lot of damage. A lot more damage than a bag of dope could if it was not livered with poison, so let me just put it this way:

Stand up or stand down. I'll give a s*** as long as you stand for something and then believe me you are not doing it right DEA.

That's on record. F*** you. *click* (Also, you can forget about me flipping the gay ever, because if I were not attracted to Adam Baldwin enough to suck his dick or do you even wish that I had, you can figure out all about it, he's really cool. He's really nice and he's really sexy and I'm sure he's got a dick, and if he wanted me to suck it I would. But he's not going to ask and I'm not going to ask him. I don't think he's gay that's part of probably why he's really attractive, cuz he could be gay but he's not, and I don't think that's why I'm attractive because I don't think I am attractive.


I AM RIGHTEOUS PURE SILVER ULTRA MAGNETIC MITHRIL MAGNETON. LOOK ON OZZIE MENDES'S WORKS HOVERING IN THE AIR, YOU KNOW HOW I DID THAT? MAGICS MAGNUS.MAGNETS. So there.

Completely insane.

Someone give me permission to give this nerd Crystal &AND(rape)HER. How severe could the prison sentence be? 5 years? 10 years, 11 years? Whatever the f*** it is, it'll probably be worth it, I just need permission from the person who controls her synaptic relays to tell me that it's time to do it, because let me know as soon as possible: my body is ready.

Completely insane.

You're projecting again, Now. (bathname) NO BAD FOR YOU. YOU GET SHOWER.

HEHE. SHOWER FOR GjOO. HEHE. *stamps, grumble gavels grumble* stampede you're left readers to the rite: Also left.

Red right hand stampedes right today. Holy f*** am I ever going to go to Renton and get high. (That's the training.) Or maybe I'll just go “home” and see what the f*** you did to my house while I was gone.

Completely insane.

Find the guy who has the video of me trashing my own house, because that's the guy who edited a video of himself trashing the house and making it look like me, and then telling me on telegram that I'm the one who trashed my own house, in a vain attempt to gaslighting into believing that I might have forgotten that I was that high and that I have a serious drug problem and that I have no choice but to go to Western State hospital, cuz that's what the f****** plan has been for the last several months.

Completely insane.

Caught for a crime that was not only never reported, it was never actually criminal until it was documented by The perpetrator himself, who then proceeded to file false reprise reports about the crimes and then, even now is only sitting there not arrested because while guilty is sin, and guilty is charge, I haven't actually reported this crime, so even though all the cops on the entire planet know what happened and I'm a hero and he thinks he's going to get away with it as soon as I get a psyche eval, and that's why I'm avoiding actually getting one from anyone ...


nah. I love taking tests. A I psychological evaluation is no different. A psychiatric evaluation is no different, for me, because I don't need any drugs, I don't want any drugs, and haven't been abusing drugs, nor am I likely to start, and that'll come out pretty quickly, and be backed up by hair follicle test which, needless to say, would be paid for by the guilty party, and I think we all know who that is.

And by all, note that I'm using the word all here, that's all everybody on the planet with a badge except for me, because not only do I have a badge, I don't know who trollda is, I don't care and I don't have any way of finding out.

That's why I'm not going to be killed by the mob, and that's why you're all safe, and that's why you all know what to do next. That's not the training.

That's because I explained all this to you like you were five, and the guilty parties have already turned themselves in. They just don't know it yet.

Completely insane.

Close, but you're going to get laid, and everybody who's been oppressing you is going to lose their f****** minds and burst into a spontaneous combusted pile of ashes and cinders. (Note: prognostication is hypothetical, no guarantee of self- himmolation is meant to be expressed nor implied. Always carry a fire extinguisher with you to a sex party. Not only is it hip and stylish, it doubles as a preventative weapon and a door stop.) Look all these pro tips. I'm drifting out.


And that is the training. Always leave them hallucinating. They'll wake up and think it was something to laugh about no matter what.

That's my alibi. ✌️Farewell, OINKER.TOWN.SHINE-SQUAWK! 🍇Fruit, G🍑... I haven't reported you for rape. And I probably never will.

I'm saving something for the sequel
I'm saving something for the sequel later boo

[AZZERAE]

YOU DON'T HAVE TO BLOW ME BUT IT WON'T HURT. NGL.

You want a dude to blow you?

[Master Trollda]

You want a dude to blow you?

Told ya. If a guy likes eating his own cum he’s just a small step from wondering what other dude’s cum taste like. Jack, what are your pronouns?