Entry Submitted by GK at 9:25 PM EDT on September 17, 2020
I am beginning this little ditty at home on the desktop computer where I can more easily insert the pics I want. And because GMAIL and the NSA are nice enough to hold this effort in a drafts folder, I can finish it spiderside, and riverside, while caressing a budlite, a whiskey and a manly self rolled non wacky tobaccy cigarette.
In a parallel universe much like this one Jeff Bezos is really the actor Scott Baio.
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I stopped with the paranoia inducing self hate-- weed-- after I got busted almost 10 years ago. Every once in a while I remind myself how much I hate myself by smoking a little cush. The instant self inspection inducing drug that has you forget everything that matters except for the stuff that makes you mutter, "I'm a terrible person, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."
Who wants to catch a buzz. AWESOME!!!!!
This is the Wisconsin bar of the future, across the street, Jeopardy on the TV, two bodiless deer, and an age appropriate bartender I occasionally flirt with because dammit someone has too.
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Weed is the perfect thing to help people with no conscience think a little bit about other people. Mandatory smoking as a psycho medicinal aid, for socio and psychopaths or your garden variety self obsessed self absorbed selfish self centered center of the universe-- air sucking out of the room dick --who is often a room mate or co-worker or brother... and sometimes me. Actually other than enjoying heckling people on the internet I am better than I used to be,
The elite and their depopulation program are wayyyyy ahead of us. The elite are brilliant. They want to kill at least a billion and now that they introduced BLM and antifa and hysterical liberalism... Who doesn't want to help them?
I've only been smoking tobacco for 3 days, so I'm not sure if I am addicted yet but goddamn if I'm totally addicted to selfies. Whoohooo I look cool.
Here is one of me with a pink straw to show I even look cool with a pink straw.
I am going to walk to the bar. A single mother of two who is wayyyy out of my league is bartending but I have seen her boyfriend and... well... that's a deeper subject for another essay.
She is cuter than a puppy licking a kitty but me... I forget to angle my face to eliminate massive neck and chin... I took one for you guys so you could enjoy her...
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I have to get around to this investment we are in otherwise people write Patrick and say, "why is he even on here?"
Speaking of which, tip your blogtender you cheap bastards. Put the link jar out Patrick. $5 bucks each. He resides over a loosely knit staff of brilliant writers that Charlie Ward would accurately term twats only a mother could love and I accept that.
My mother always laughed at my jokes and read my mind about needing beer money.
God rest your soul Edith.
Where was I?
I need to ease on down the road before I finish this gem. Something unexpected might happen like a brawl or meeting someone who interests me.
Imagine this...
Hi, I couldn't help but notice you look cool with a self rolled cigarette hanging out of your mouth and was wondering... this might sound weird but do you have any 100 trillion dollar zim notes?
Yes, why yes, as a matter of fact I do.
I just knew it. Want to come home with me and speculate? Run numbers? Maybe lay out an outline of a humanitarian plan or two?
Yes, why yes, I was just thinking the exact same thing.
Could happen.
I'll take a fresh selfie for this space shortly. Don't go away.
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I am beginning this little ditty at home on the desktop computer where I can more easily insert the pics I want. And because GMAIL and the NSA are nice enough to hold this effort in a drafts folder, I can finish it spiderside, and riverside, while caressing a budlite, a whiskey and a manly self rolled non wacky tobaccy cigarette.
In a parallel universe much like this one Jeff Bezos is really the actor Scott Baio.
************
I stopped with the paranoia inducing self hate-- weed-- after I got busted almost 10 years ago. Every once in a while I remind myself how much I hate myself by smoking a little cush. The instant self inspection inducing drug that has you forget everything that matters except for the stuff that makes you mutter, "I'm a terrible person, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."
Who wants to catch a buzz. AWESOME!!!!!
This is the Wisconsin bar of the future, across the street, Jeopardy on the TV, two bodiless deer, and an age appropriate bartender I occasionally flirt with because dammit someone has too.
************************************************
Weed is the perfect thing to help people with no conscience think a little bit about other people. Mandatory smoking as a psycho medicinal aid, for socio and psychopaths or your garden variety self obsessed self absorbed selfish self centered center of the universe-- air sucking out of the room dick --who is often a room mate or co-worker or brother... and sometimes me. Actually other than enjoying heckling people on the internet I am better than I used to be,
The elite and their depopulation program are wayyyyy ahead of us. The elite are brilliant. They want to kill at least a billion and now that they introduced BLM and antifa and hysterical liberalism... Who doesn't want to help them?
I've only been smoking tobacco for 3 days, so I'm not sure if I am addicted yet but goddamn if I'm totally addicted to selfies. Whoohooo I look cool.
Here is one of me with a pink straw to show I even look cool with a pink straw.
I am going to walk to the bar. A single mother of two who is wayyyy out of my league is bartending but I have seen her boyfriend and... well... that's a deeper subject for another essay.
She is cuter than a puppy licking a kitty but me... I forget to angle my face to eliminate massive neck and chin... I took one for you guys so you could enjoy her...
***********************************
I have to get around to this investment we are in otherwise people write Patrick and say, "why is he even on here?"
Speaking of which, tip your blogtender you cheap bastards. Put the link jar out Patrick. $5 bucks each. He resides over a loosely knit staff of brilliant writers that Charlie Ward would accurately term twats only a mother could love and I accept that.
My mother always laughed at my jokes and read my mind about needing beer money.
God rest your soul Edith.
Where was I?
I need to ease on down the road before I finish this gem. Something unexpected might happen like a brawl or meeting someone who interests me.
Imagine this...
Hi, I couldn't help but notice you look cool with a self rolled cigarette hanging out of your mouth and was wondering... this might sound weird but do you have any 100 trillion dollar zim notes?
Yes, why yes, as a matter of fact I do.
I just knew it. Want to come home with me and speculate? Run numbers? Maybe lay out an outline of a humanitarian plan or two?
Yes, why yes, I was just thinking the exact same thing.
Could happen.
I'll take a fresh selfie for this space shortly. Don't go away.
______________________________________________________
If you wish to contact the author of any reader submitted guest post, you can give us an email at UniversalOm432Hz@gmail.com and we'll forward your request to the author.
______________________________________________________
All articles, videos, and images posted on Dinar Chronicles were submitted by readers and/or handpicked by the site itself for informational and/or entertainment purposes.
Dinar Chronicles is not a registered investment adviser, broker dealer, banker or currency dealer and as such, no information on the website should be construed as investment advice. We do not support, represent or guarantee the completeness, truthfulness, accuracy, or reliability of any content or communications posted on this site. Information posted on this site may or may not be fictitious. We do not intend to and are not providing financial, legal, tax, political or any other advice to readers of this website.
Copyright © 2020 Dinar Chronicles
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