This is how I want to die, cranking my hog while maintaining intense eye contact with the grim reaper.

Mines just rehashing it’s old hits, got one of those crook necks that feel like it could snap if I crack it wrong and both my knees are playing up, at least my hips working again, for now.

I hope he’s doing what he did the last time he got taken off air, and just starts wandering the streets screaming about conspiracy theories like the homeless nutjob he was always supposed to be.

That a group of presidents, businessmen and ultra rich people from around the world get together for a secret summer camp in the woods where they worship an owl.

The satanist shit came after he went fully nuts.This was back when he still had working brain cells.

I feel like we’re about to get a real life version of the Star Trek Deep Space Nine episode, “In the pale moonlight”.

It’s actually, at least I have chicken! Was just one more jab by the king.

I’m a big fan of the John F’ing arts

He was right about Bohemian Grove, infact the reason we know what we do about that is because of him sneaking in to film it.

Nawww, did the results not go your way?

Yeah because he would have lit that fire.

Voodoo tech

Me to my mind: Bitch, you created this shit, you fix it.

1. Create problem
2. Solve that problem
3. ???
4. Profit.

Are we at the beheading part of history yet?

Alright, that’s cool as fuck!

They’re Pawnstars.

Does there have to be?

Cunt is gender neutral.

It’s not a new day untill you sleep.

Maaaaa! That weird fuckin cats back again!