I would love to meet some guy’s girlfriend in a room. I would give her the d, all day and all night and everything is blue. Shit, sorry. Music in the background.

Not with a porn that starts this way. I quite frankly couldn’t finish

I shit my bed, too

My name’s not dexerto and stop telling me to fuck off! I’m sick of everyone ganging up on me!

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It’s the same con game

Yea, it’s the confidence that those gentlemen were artists at.

Confidence arts

Con arts

That’s why it’s called that

This is who I am. I identify as a Mormon Occultist, and so I am. But I don’t identify as an alcoholic, so I’m not. I’m gunna get into stand-up with this bit, I think.

Do not bring up how deep fourteen year olds are around me. This is not what I need to be thinking about in my new Mormon life.

It’s two weeks, silly. That’s how you con an entire country. You just keep the people living paycheck to paycheck thinking it’s all going to change if they just work hard enough to push through this next bit. That’s what’s keeping the machine working, where y’all are cogs n gears n shit

Blessed are the bees who make this honey I’m injecting into my eye. It’s blue, but I think that’s because we l9ve right next to an M&M factory.

I would pay seven figures to be the caboose in a human centipede

You are reacting to masses but attributing caricature as if the masses were individuals. You’re being played by the game. On any story there’s X% of people who are fuming over it, but its not the same people. You’re reacting to the system but treating broad categories as persons. By default, you’re strawmanning, and there’s power to that, but until you grow out of that mindset, you are ruled by the strawmen you create for yourself, or rather, who our cultural engineers create for you.

I would, but I know the FBI is watching me from inside my own brain AND from satellite AND wifi