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I refused to leave all that money behind. I think they wanted it for other things.
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I watched a crackhead remove his tire to change his alternator. Crack; it’s what’s for dinner. Crack, the other white rock.
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Plus, it’s an art installation for the high schoolers nextdoor to autograph. Five minutes in, it already has a couple of antifa slogans. I wrote ’em; I just needed to point them all in the right direction.
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…and then conveniently locks themselves into one of twelve annual, celebratory prisons. I’m so glad there’s no such thing as middle-aged, cracker-ass, thrice divorced, genealogically confused, disabled veteran, retired, on the spectrum, men in horror month. I wouldn’t even know what to write.
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No commentary, no deaths, but a TON of close calls. Enjoy. Happy Sunday. Don’t turn on your television. That’s what they want you to do.
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As I explained yesterday: welcome to WWIII. Actually, we’ve been here for five years already; you’re just waking up. Take your time. I’m a religiously ex-communicated (I married a brown-chick once), Army veteran, hippie who hates war and religion. Mix them? Well, then you get what we have right here. We must stop listening to…
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The dog had his bone…and lost it. 325 dollars later, my pug, Ollie threw up this plastic bone that was on a Cubone Pokémon Lego figurine. Of course he loved on everyone at the emergency vet, while I pulled my hair out. Owning a supremely curious puppy is not for the weak. The culprit at…
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I discovered this musician and this song seven years ago. Had no idea how relevant it would still be. Angry. Share this with your friends. Anthem.
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Actually, my cat woke me up, I have an open floor-plan, and everyone’s still asleep. Let’s hunt witches. Enjoy. I’m monitoring the chat, so feel free to hit me up. Pop in and say hello. Buy books, hear music, and sign up for The Gonzo Wolf.http://revdarecloud.comPreach truths, toke jokes, and shoplift Amazon.
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I’ve listened 5 times today, but the vinyl just arrived. Thank you @robzombieofficial for a fucking beautiful package; music and artwork. Things like this aren’t supposed to exist anymore. https://www.threads.com/@reverenddarecloud/post/DVSJJNCjF_A?xmt=AQF0vepkjOx3NgWDUumXqG1Qcok3keMMcyAeMfAsA70a4NKsJWhG38ZKeUg9mma8N7n1fsM&slof=1
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Take a journey with me…
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The year was 1998. I was a proud member of the Wolfpack, Bravo 369 Fort Gordon, GA. My roomies had a television, a PlayStation, and this game hidden in the ceiling tiles of our barracks room. When the drill-sergeant went home for the weekends, we broke it out…
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…is the best in 20 years, but you don’t have to take my word for it. If you wait until the end of the day, the indie-horror gatekeepers on social media will tell you what you think about it. Poons. Happy Friday!
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