President Trump

[Starr Mountain]

[Starr Mountain]

[WORTHAUGERa]

Christmas, Part Two: This Time It's Presidential

I'd like to take the time to thank President Trump, not only for not having me taken out back behind the woodshed and beaten to death for my terrible sense of humor (please don't let/make Tiffany watch), but for taking the hit this time around. Public relations isn't always the easiest part of the job, but honestly on any given day, at some point, it's always going to be the hardest. Busted into his safe, huh? Ooooh ooooh. Into both (2!!!) safes???


But I think the takeaway here that's most important is that it was deemed to be less dangerous to raid The President's winter house, than it was to lay siege to Farmhouse 55. He's probably not anymore of a threat to legitimate law enforcement agents that I am, but is cool the president he is, he's probably not a Level Zero Sourcerur Paladin with psychokinetic shielding fully upgraded with the K.∅.∅. (do you like the new font? it's not nanotech) enhancements to the mirror magick komponent, backed up by Divine Shielding (Thanks God!), and I've got a really nice leather jacket I can throw on too, it's brown, it'll probably provide a little bit of protection to anything that gets through all that. (Putting on the full Armor of God every morning... that just goes without saying, right? I can probably write a script or a macro or something, but I want to get some XP points this time, thanks Dad I mean God whatever he's up there right you didn't eat him yet, did you? he is a Pisces I'm sure he's delicious.)

Now, I know you know what I'm talking about here, because believe me: some of these foggy, thuggy little fuckheads are actually so fucking stupid that the entire notion that my technology IN FACT ACTUALLY EXISTS, blows them away in terms of the brain cells required to manage the cognitive dissonance, let alone the courage that it would take to stand up to me. The douchebag who arrested me last time, he came up on me alone, always a good idea to approach a suspect apprehend them by yourself and his senpaku eyes were rolling into his head like they were... I would just say, if I were going to wait to see the whites of the eyes before shooting, I would have been shooting, but I don't shoot people. Okay, finger pistols, sure.

I fucking teach them fucking lessons. It is what I do. Now that I've completely given up on ever masturbating again, it's all I do. So there.


p.s. by the way, I wouldn't describe a County deputy as a douchebag, at all, under normal circumstances but let's just put this way: I'm pretty sure I fucking recognized him, and I'm pretty sure he didn't have to be such a fucking douchebag. I don't even want to get into it. I think I made my point. And, boy howdy! He sure did, he was protecting the community and everything.

Making himself a goddam laughing stock when he testifies at my second trial, I guess, but I guess he can burn that bridge when they come to it. I don't even fucking know anymore what it is that I'm actually pissed off about, as I truly believe I'm literally lucky to even be alive... Like why even fucking bother? (Hey, I started a trend and I'm supporting The President on this first. Trailblazing, motherf-*click*) The relentless string of fucking Punyling bullshit tends to fucking frame you with fucking false evidence and all this fucking incriminating bullshit like if they find evidence that they want to dig into it that's one thing but when they fucking make up G-d damn role-playing fucking modules for Advanced Other Than Dragons on how to fucking trip and jam me up then it wouldn't fucking fool any kind of reasonably intelligent person, they just do it to deliberately fuck with me coz like, they're fucking annoyed that they got fucking blown out of the water I don't fucking think that's very fucking appropriate and suing them for money isn't fucking good enough. Even if they give me the money, what do I fucking buy with it something they can fucking else tax and fucking confiscate? Fuck them, fucking douchebags.

I want their daughters to masturbate to me every night after the age of 18 every goddamn night, honor system. Of course, I don't want to be creepy.


p.p.s.: Yeah I got a thing for sheriff's daughters now, fucking deal with it.

[WORTHAUGERa]

I have a dingaling.

I've got a stained stock pot that was meant to be used to make stock, and other organic soups, that was only ever used once to die some stupid piece of clothing and then left to sit on the floor of the bathroom for the last 10 months. (I'm looking at it right now, it doesn't look any different than it has for a long time, and I'm certainly not going to cook soup in it, I can't cook anything here the water supply is poisoned, the kitchen is fouled, and the entire house is COMP’d.) Look, I just want to know: is the grill north, or south of here?

When I told her that I wanted to be going to cook rabbit in it as its virgin breaking in flambé, and when she told me she was all sweating that I was actually talking about killing her birds and eating them, it really wasn't really all that funny to her, because, number one, because she's FUCKING BRAIN DAMAGED (not just a retread covert asset with retried tricks up her sleeve, no she's been through way too many fucking tricks, whether or not that's something she ever did for money), she can't even imagine the smells. Number two, some thuggy piggy fucking strike team was deliberately fucking torturing her and fucking laughing about it and now I'm laughing about it too coz like this is pretty fucking funny. HAH! I rather thought she probably didn't deserve it but I guess I was biased and then I wasn't doing it anyway so I don't even know what happened but I don't feel real good about mercilessly torturing a blind, stupid, limping, woman of any nature, who was lying to me every minute of every hour of every day that I ever knew her for. Five (5) years. Oh, that was a good idea, huh? Maybe you should name the place The Star Chamber. Although I suppose that might represent a pretty serious conflict of interest if you go around naming stuff after... O fucking never mind, I just can't even. I was doing pretty well and then because they lost their star witness they gave themselves another four months to do whatever they wanted, I'm glad it worked out great, and I'm almost ready to be accustomed to the feeling of never feeling a moment's safety or peace ever again. I don't even know if you know what I'm talking about before!

So maybe you could do something about that. How about you raise her children for her? That should save me a lot of time. I bet the big one could beat the shit out of you, if you didn't have my double (both!!) shields, WHICH YOU DON'T. You'll have to wait for Taiwan to copy it and sell it to the National Guard like everybody else in your unit’s ilk.

[WORTHAUGERa]

“Storm into the president's home and he can't do anything about it.”

Well, maybe he'll take some notes, because I've been working on this for a while, and by this I mean transferable psychokinetic shielding.  Like to actually achieve such a feat, I would obviously give the first 10 copies to the military, and then leave the area immediately, and then I don't even know if it's possible I might just be you one off so, maybe it's a great idea to fucking destroy my goddam social life (maybe you did me a favor!) and completely annoy the shit out of me (O, I owe you a favor), what do you g*ys think, huh? It's an EMERGENCY and all, you/they might as well just go whole hawg.

By the way yeah this fucking story on the news is actually fucking triggering me. I'll get by. I am a Sourceror Paladin. I need a little triggering he's a big deal, it's just interesting that it's not even talking about anything like that but I keep on hearing phantom words where I think they're talking about something they're not and then my mind fills in the blanks and then I start getting distracted and then I'm like oh my God I got to chew off my own fingernails, except I don't it's really not that bad.

Far, not too far off. After I go to Court three more times and they still don't get their shit over with and I have to keep on showing up so I can somefuck another person with privilege who can fucking act like an asshole, idk, but you know, if I'm not going to masturbate myself, those Sheriff's daughters better get on the weekly conference call right away, yeah that does look kind of bad when I see what I just wrote there, but I'm going to allow it. Jackstar cares. I will authorize up to age 77, which is probably not the age you were guessing but if I said 69 it would be 2 obvious and also there would be too much expectation.

[Innerreach]

I've got a stained stock pot.

[WORTHAUGERa]

I already knew you were compensating for something, but short, arrogant, and awe-inspired is no way for you to go through life, Son. Especially if you were going to not tell me the truth, and then go disappear and talk to everyone privately and leave me alone to get fucking... used alternately as human bait, or the hamster that turns one of those wheels. I suppose both.

paedo needle junkie. Commie trash.

The good news is the rabbit didn't die, and the bad news is completely and entirely inadmissible. I'm just fucking with you! So just a good gag, just to laugh, isn't that funny? Pfftt. (Probably a lot funnier if one actually is immune to addiction cycles, and, by the way, it does appear to work that way.)

See how this goes? Responsibly. G-ddamnit we're talking about a man's shielding here—and not just any man, a Hungarian man.

[Jackstar]

the bad news is completely and entirely inadmissible.

So you were gonna read me in when? It was complicated how? Your daughters are how old now? BRB time travel, you ponce. Relax, don't do it. Don't panic.

I don't even want to come. I was just gonna make this space, because I have all these needles, and use K.O.O. invisble nanotech to put "J*" on their foreheads, cheeks, labia, you know, the usual. Nothing too complicated.

Mic drop? Oh, no no. No no no. Nah man, I think I'll just gently place this microphone here outside the door and back away slowly until I get a baseline on your anger level here. Some of those jokes were time delay.

Other's still, just put him instantly into a state of shock and haven't even hit him yet. Like, THAI HOOKER, MOTHER FUCKER. CAPICE? yeah, he doesn't get it. But he will. Assholes. He gets assholes now. I know, big change, right? Meanwhile I'm considering him as being almost ready now. He's gonna cry when I let him see what I let her bring about the result of. (She really pissed me off.)

Yeah, I really do know how to fix it. Meanwhile, I'm gonna go score some heroin. Fuck you, Buddy. Make sure to tell Azz and his GF. IN PERSON. ulz. (He'll faint. She'll puke. Fair warning.)

[Worthauger]

So you were gonna read me in when? It was complicated how? Your daughters are how old now? BRB time travel, you ponce. Relax, don't do it. Don't panic.

I don't even want to come. I was just gonna make this space, because I have all these needles, and use K.O.O. invisble nanotech. [...] (He'll faint. She'll puke. Fair warning.)

https://truthsocial.com/@KUCZI/108799209007593787


These jokes practically write themselves. Like TruthSocial. Since they are glass, has an hourglass, wait what was Wednesday again? Oh yeah she wanted to send me a prison and she was frustrated that she couldn't so she... Well I don't know actually, why don't you ask her son if she broke her own neck, plan was for you to do that to me? Oh Jesus he's already ready to tooken me over then, Boney M.?




Yeah the military would be boring. Do you have any idea how tedious it would be to learn how to break my neck? Neither do I.

But for her, I would have done it. But prison instead? No wonder I was reluctant to do anything but sit in my chair in my mother's basement and drink blackberry PEAR cider and cry until midnight, then sleep until 5am, and then, for the first time—TIME TO DRINK THE TEXTS OF FIRE FROM THE WALL HOSE. You know Mr Jimmy was probably correct, this is much better than paying for the rapy, just doing it right here in front of God and the client, when were sanitary napkins due to be delivered? Yeah I have sex on my mind now A LOT. Let's see I still have TRYPLEr's number right? Wait, how would you know? You thought you had my number, lol, oh is that like that was like 3 years ago no 4 years ago, heh.

Thank God for Jewel Shaw. GUARDIAN.





Watch this video is just shaped like my house. Remember the house where you were thinking about murdering me at? Yeah, I remember that house. That's where your mother injected drugs without me. Wait, why am I seeing these words appear? Maybe I'm driving. Dreaming. I mean applauding.


Because let's face it if you would be able to do that it would have been worth it and then I mean you didn't do it and probably wouldn't do it again and you probably feel as silly but it's part of the tradition of your people and the traditions of your people must be respected and maintained and it's too bad you didn't get a wardrobe, and I wish I could have your mother's, where is she? I don't remember but her drums are gone.

And are you sure that was another kid too? And I'm supposed to talk yet no contact what the hell day is it wow did I just have a food stick? No not a meat stick a fugue state. O Bother?

Do you want to go through everything? The parts where I think is going to add up to you owe me money? 19 trillion 500 billion. That's how long it feels like going to take to forget about it but it'll probably be as soon as I remember something stupid the two of you try to do oh yeah when you were laughing at me on the phone acting like you were all cool and you're both high as fuck.

I still love you too. Daddy's are funny hey man when you complained about me writing about having to have sex with her and then she walked in on us and then I knew that it was planned because I could hear you two talking in your heads that was fucking funny. And then, I deliberately challenged the rhythm and then she couldn't get off. I mean off of my body, and also she missed her orgasm, God, that pissed her off.

That was my Grapefruit. At that time. As you can see, Adolf Hitler would have been a strict upgrade. Uhm... she had plenty of opportunities in the 3 years before then, if something must have changed feelings: simplify.

That makes sense it was it was you two. What are you scared to arrest me for? Imagination? No I'm not creating this, that's memory—ENCHANTED & ENHANCED BY WORTHAUGER INDUSTRIES, LLC.

(WE CAN ALSO DO MARTINIZING. YOUR SISTER. We basically just give her a martini and fuck her to death) *click*

[Starr Mountain]

[Anniem]

That must be embarrassing for him.

[Asuka Langley]

I am officially back on the Trump Train

[Jackstar]

That must be embarrassing for him.

I doubt it. You will be amazed what a person who has been tortured daily in the public school system can normalize for themselves.

I don't even remember your name. Let that sink in.

[Starr Mountain]

I am officially back on the Trump Train

BRAVO!!! 

[Starr Mountain]