My Life Among the Aborigines
Some of you may notice that I don’t put everything I write on Facebook. What you must understand is that Facebook is a dating service masquerading as a family friendly social club as opposed to Threads which is a gathering center for men attracted to pre-teen girls or Instagram where girl meets girl or boy meets boy. Whenever I have anything of value to write I use a lot of four syllable words which usually slip past the social media algorithms.
Recently I took a body slam for defending Erika Kirk on Threads and Instagram. Since my life does not revolve around anything by that moniker, ie the term “Social Media” or “Sovereign Citizen” are both oxymorons, that didn’t bother me. Social media is a self-induced delusion that replaces life with wishful thinking that makes one think such things are real. Most, if not all you will find in these places is fabricated placebos for life.
I’m easy to find on the net. Hundreds of articles, books, stories and movies I’ve made. If you can’t figure me out there I can’t help you. I’m a Jesus believing Republican with six ex wives and a high school education from Killeen Texas which is about as ignorant as you can get and they still let you drive a car by yourself. Don’t try to scam me because after six ex’s and 74 years I don’t love you long time. I’m grouchy, xenophobic, and don’t trust most Yankees. I like deserts because most people don’t and I don’t like most people except for Mexican girls. I like Mexican girls.
My grandkids hate my guts, and I don’t think much of them either. When I die, I’m gonna be cremated and have my ashes mingled with the body powder in the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders dressing room and if I leave any wealth, I will donate it the the ASPCA for the care of homeless cats of Austin. I thought I had kids, but recent DNA has shown that Mrs Me #2 was a whore, so then there is that. But in spite of all of this in 100 years you and I will have had the exact same effect on humanity. You have a blessed day!


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