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Stupid stuff you see on Twitter …
Short list of stupid things:
1 – take the covid vaccine
2 – recall local officials
3 – if someone is attacking you with a knife, shoot the hand
“Recall the local officials …” – Some Joker
Remember: OPFOR ULCHI-FOCUS LENS – send the grave diggers south
Remember: 2008 meeting with WA Libertarians
- why do you think there is any local power left?
- where do you think these officials live?
- what do you want to do next, vote?
- why are you wasting our time?
- you think slave masters live with the slaves?
“On social media: don’t follow a psyop.” – Dr. Freckles
“… I heard him/her on a podcast, they must be real …”
“… I saw them in a video, they must be real …”
I am sorry you suffer from autism.
Cryptos and Keynesians …
“Watching a crypto-freak and a Keynesian fight? – like watching a french bulldog fight a skunk …” – Dr. Freckles
Catalytic converter …
“All great looters know, there’s money in catalytic converters.” – Dr. Freckles
COL Kurtz …
Have you ever thought about any real freedoms? Freedom from the opinions of others…even from the opinions of yourself? I watched a snail crawl along the edge of a straight razor. That’s my dream. It’s my nightmare. Crawling, slithering, along the edge of a straight razor … and surviving.
I worry that my son might not understand what I’ve tried to be. And if I were to be killed, Willard, I would want someone to go to my home and tell my son everything … everything I did, everything you saw … because there’s nothing that I detest more than the stench of lies. And if you understand me, Willard, you will do this for me.
I went down that river once when I was a kid. There’s a place in the river.. I can’t remember… Must have been a gardenia plantation at one time. All wild and overgrown now, but for about five miles you’d think that heaven just fell on the earth in the form of gardenias…
We must kill them. We must incinerate them. Pig after pig. Cow after cow. Village after village. Army after army. And they call me an assassin. What do you call it when the assassins accuse the assassin? They lie. They lie, and we have to be merciful, for those who lie. Those nabobs. I hate them. I do hate them.
I’ve seen horrors … horrors that you’ve seen. But you have no right to call me a murderer. You have a right to kill me. You have a right to do that … but you have no right to judge me. It’s impossible for words to describe what is necessary to those who do not know what horror means. Horror. Horror has a face … and you must make a friend of horror. Horror and moral terror are your friends. If they are not, then they are enemies to be feared. They are truly enemies. I remember when I was with Special Forces. Seems a thousand centuries ago. We went into a camp to inoculate the children. We left the camp after we had inoculated the children for Polio, and this old man came running after us, and he was crying. He couldn’t see. We went back there, and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember … I … I … I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn’t know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized … like I was shot … like I was shot with a diamond … a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God … the genius of that. The genius. The will to do that. Perfect, genuine, complete, crystalline, pure. And then I realized they were stronger than we. Because they could stand that these were not monsters. These were men … trained cadres. These men who fought with their hearts, who had families, who had children, who were filled with love … but they had the strength … the strength … to do that. If I had ten divisions of those men, then our troubles here would be over very quickly. You have to have men who are moral … and at the same time who are able to utilize their primordial instincts to kill without feeling … without passion … without judgment … without judgment. Because it’s judgment that defeats us.
We train young men to drop fire on people. But their commanders won’t allow them to write “****” on their airplanes because it’s obscene! The horror … the horror … You’re neither! You’re an errand boy sent by grocery clerks….to collect a bill.
EASTERN SCRONGLIAK TRIBES ARE RISING UP. MUNGIS FREAKS FROM SECTOR 44 ARE FILLED WITH MONKEY HERPES. QUEEN XJ WANTS TO MUTILATE THE WHITE MAN USING HER POISON AND FURY. ALL CLINKTUS SECT FREAKS ARE CONGREGATING NEAR THE NAPA AUTOPARTS STORE, CATALYTIC CONVERTERS.
JORBIC NULL ENTRESLIGATES ACROSS THE SUNLIT SKY, LOOKING FOR PUDDING GREASE. HIS MIND WAS BEAT DOWN BY THAT FED WHEN HIS JIZZ FERMENTED AND CREATED A POISON GAS IN THE HEATER … IN HIS BUSTED UP FORD PINTO. NEIL CARR BROKE THE BARRIER OF CARGO CULT PROPHECY, AND GLUMPY GUSS FED WEASEL TURTLES TO THE KELVIN PRIESTS OF NOORG-8897A.
SHAN’T WE FORGET THE WAR OF DLIMBUS, WHEN 12 DIFFERENT FROGGIN ARMIES SET FIRE TO THE WHALE CATHEDRALS AND BURNT THE OLD MAN’S HOME?
REGION 8 NAZIS ARE BURNING THE VILLAGES OF H’IBLIN RAY, AND HIS PEOPLE ARE HUDDLED NEAR THE RIVER, AWAITING THE BOUNTY OF THE JERGIS-GOD RUSTO, AS IF KETTLE NIGHTS BROUGHT HONEY SPICE DAYDREAMS? BUT YOU CAN’T SMELL THE PHOENIX POOP ON THE WARY WANDERER OF TRELLIS.
IN THE COMING RACE WAR I WILL BE KNOWN AS JORVAX THE GREAT. I WILL HAVE 500 HOOKER WIVES AND 900 BASTARD CHILDREN AND ALL MY CLAN WILL WEAR BLACK LEATHER SLICKERS AND RIDE CHOPPERS AND CARRY .50 CAL REVOLVERS AND GRENADES AND LSD AND MUSTARD GAS AND X-RAY CANNONS.
GANDALF AND THE ROOF KOREANS ARE TAKING FIRE AT THE NAPA AUTO PARTS STORE NEAR 13TH AND BOBLIMPTOCK AVE. THRUNGIS GHOULS ARE RUBBING THEIR GRAG-HOLES AND STARING BLEAKLY INTO THE BURGER KING NEXT DOOR … ALL HOPING, SALIVATING, FOR A WHOPPER WITH CHEESE, BACON?
THE 89TH RACIALIST SHOCK ARMY UNDER THE COMMAND OF LORD RAZ HAS BROKEN THROUGH THE SEATTLE DINGUS-LINE. THE COPS ARE BEING STRIPPED AND HUNG UPSIDE DOWN, LEECHES ATTACHED TO THEIR GENITALIA. URINE FILLED WATER BALLOONS TOSSED AT THEM FOR OUR PLEASURE. DAY ZERO.
DEER FLESH CLINGS TO THE MOSS COVERED HOUSE OF SECTOR-77-J. THE CORGAS MONSTER THAT LIVES IN THE SEWER FEASTS ON YOUR CATS, AND YOU TOSS YOUR PUSSY ABOUT NOT KNOWING WHICH DOG WILL LICK YOUR LIPS? YOU CAN’T STOP THE X-RAY DYNAMITE. CAN’T STOP THE BOOGIE JESTER.
CHARLIE IS COMING OVER. HE KNOWS YOU’VE BEEN SCREWING BENNY AND HE HAS PICTURES. HE WILL SET YOU ON FIRE AND STEAL YOUR DIAMONDS AND YOUR HAMSTER NAMED LEN. AFTER THIS IS OVER YOU WILL GET CRABS AND THEN TRAVEL TO MEXICO TO SEE A FAITH HEALER, TO TREAT THE CRABS.
IF YOU COULD SUCKLE THE KAGUUS-FLESH, WOULD YOU NOT? IF YOU COULD MASTER THE WHORE-WOMEN OF REGION-ECHO, WOULDN’T YOU COVER YOURSELF IN X’RIG-OIL AND MAKE YOURSELF KNOWN, WITH LOINS COVERED IN HERPES SORES AND EARS DRIPPING CONGO-ROT AND SALMON-NOODLES. YOU SUCK.
GET YOUR FLAME THROWERS! THERE ARE THROBBING FUNGI BEASTS IN SECTOR-87. THE FUNKEN-FOLK OF REGION-ZEBRA ARE BREEDING RABID MONKEY-DOGS, AND RELEASING THEM INTO THE HUMAN ZOO. DAMN THIS ORB. GET YOUR FLAME THROWERS AND BURN THEM ANIMALS UNTIL THEY ARE ASH, MEMORY.
SECTOR-15 WHORES HAVE BROKEN OUT OF THEIR PENS … LARGE DOGS ON CHAINS, CHAINS HELD BY SWARTHY, DUSKY, TRACKERS, WHO ARE SHIRTLESS AND MUSCULAR AND SWEATY, ARE CHASING THE HOOKERS … INTO THE SWAMPS. ALL OF THIS IS PER ETERNAL RECURRENCE, AND PORNO MIND LOGIC.
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