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As some of you know, official US Government UFO. UAP, and Alien disclosure began today. They didn’t show me anything I hadn’t seen over the past few years, but all this information may be very new to some of you. This is week-one of a multi-week disclosure. Now, let’s discuss what there’re not telling you.…
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Well, good morning, all you shiny, happy people. That’s a lot of commas. Allow me to set the mood… This is the greatest debut album in the history of music. I can almost imagine the midnight journeys of Del & Axl navigating the Los Angeles wasteland in search of whiskey. The mid-eighties were a special…
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I was just having this discussion with my wife, and I think it’s important to pass along. As silly as it sounds, it could save a life. We were doom-scrolling on YouTube and noticed an increase in the amount of videos regarding animal attacks against humans. Yachts are being sunk by whales, sharks are stalking…
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I told my doctor today to add an endoscopy to my already-scheduled colonoscopy coming up in two weeks. In return, I was given a sticker stating, “Today’s good mood is brought to you by weed.” I’m special; I get it. My thumbs are about to peck-out some radically off-the-wall shit (potentially). I can’t help it.…
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Well, good evening, all you shiny, happy people. I hope you managed to have a wonderful weekend, and didn’t fall victim to any severe weather shenanigans. Springtime in North Texas is always a special time in which nervous people sleep fully clothed and armed to the teeth. I choose to sleep naked and armed because…
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Good morning, my people, and welcome to a fifty-six degree, stormy morning from my courtyard. If you think you smell a skunk; no you don’t. Precipitation times, unless it’s poop from an airplane toilet, are when our world is at it’s most beautiful. I can sense the greenery (planted) graciously thanking the mother for her…
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Good morning, my people, and welcome to a fifty-six degree, stormy morning from my courtyard. If you think you smell a skunk; no you don’t. Precipitation times, unless it’s poop from an airplane toilet, are when our world is at it’s most beautiful. I can sense the greenery (planted) graciously thanking the mother for her…
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I don’t have Facebook, Instagram, or Threads anymore, so I’m passing the insanity onto you!!! This was hanging in a therapist’s office. Are you sure? Two straws, please. How the west was weird. In stock now. Lots of them. Please get them out of my bedroom! Alamo Drafthouse played this in the pre-roll presentation before…
















