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I am expecting a missive from The Okie Devil, Dear Reader…
*/puffs out cheeks… Any sign yet, Clicky…*
I don’t know when it will be here, or what will be in it, but whilst we’re waiting, let me take this opportunity to mention some weirdness that I’ve noticed about the recent Trump Administration’s ‘non-existent terrorist incidents’, as the MSM refer to them. I posted about the first at MEROVEE…
Three times, we’re informed, Kellyanne Conway has referred to the ‘Bowling Green massacre’…
Nonetheless, the Helena paper spawned a wave of studies seeking to replicate the finding. Research observing similar reductions followed in places such as Pueblo, Colorado; Bowling Green, Ohio; and Monroe County, Indiana.
Then an ‘incident’ in Sweden, mentioned at a Florida rally by the Prez himself…
In October 2012, the European Union’s commissioner for health and consumer policy, John Dalli, resigned, following an investigation by the European Anti-fraud Office (OLAF), into a complaint made by tobacco producer Swedish Match. OLAF found that an unnamed Maltese entrepreneur approached Swedish Match using his contacts with Mr. Dalli, seeking payments in exchange for influence over possible snus legislation. The new EU’s Tobacco Products Directive was expected to be appointed during autumn 2012.
And apparently White House Spokesman, Sean Spicer, referred to an Atlanta incident, when he meant to say ‘Orlando‘…
Anyhoo, if any more tobacco terror/ISIS coincidences crop up, I will of course mention them, Dear Reader…
Ah! Cade’s missive has finally arrived… Enjoy!
Before I end this particular post…
I figured it would be a good idea to first…start it.
That should give us a better idea of where we both ended and started…in that order.
Afterall…we always get to the end first.
No wonder we always seem to have trouble getting started.
LET'S ROCK THIS MOTHERFUCKIN HIZZAY!!!
(Translation: Let us begin, now, here.)
^deadmau5 – There might be coffee (Cover Art)^
Must be something wrong.
^deadmau5 – Closer (Cover Art)^
So I gots me a package of papers delivered to me on Sunday. I immediately rolled them up with some Class A Marijuana inside…and smoked em.
I took them into the backyard and set them alight, then smeared my body with the ashes once the fire got tired of reading them.
I read the first page and cried. I then went out and bought copious amounts of Marijuana laced with turpentine and smoked it all. I’ve felt weird ever since. Prolly some kind of nasty chemical fertilizers used on that particular batch of pot or something. Fighting chemicals with chemicals is like…chemical warfare or something.
There outta be a law against that kind of shit.
^SKINNY PUPPY ‘VX Gas Attack’ TOO DARK PARK Backing Film excerpt (HQ Audio)^
Q: How many nipples do you have?
A: O RLY?
Q: How many auxiliary nipples do you have?
A: YA RLY!
I have three auxiliary nipples. I am a man/male, so I assume that any nipples that I have should first be classified as “auxiliary” seeing as how the only time that I require them is upon encountering a freaky chick who likes to chew on dude nipples of the “mine” variety during sex. I have two auxiliary nipples. My auxiliary auxiliary nipple is actually a mole under my right arm along my rib cage where the external oblique muscles run down the lateral side of my oh so sexy body. Sexy, as-in, sexy for those who prefer abstract art. I like it. My body that as. I mean…I must like it I guess. I jerk-off almost incessantly…so yeah. Did I say that out-loud again.
May I see yours?
(Ladies Only/18++ Only)
Send pics to email@example.com
^Super Circle Plane | Flite Test^
So I got into a debate online today, with some asshole that is arguing that Donald Trump willbe elected to a second term.
Not really. Meaning: Not really did I get into an argument with someone online today about Trump being elected to a second term. But somewhere in my travels over the last 24 hours, I did see mention of someone saying something to the effect of “I don’t know if I can handle 8 years of Trump as President.”
The dude just got elected/just got into office!!!
Have you ever thought…that maybe…just…MAYBE…the noise that The President and his administration is making, is SO FUCKING AMPLIFIED BY ALL OF THE BULLSHIT SURROUNDING IT…that…yeah…there are some problems there prolly.
I saw a vid a coupla days ago where the student body counsel of some college was voting down a group of students from being able to form their own representational group on campus…all because they are “a conservative hate group.”
So…stopping right there and thinking about mixing and mixtures and concentrations with respect to…
A + B = X
Q: How do you know where nature “got it wrong” and where nature “got it right?”
I mean really…you fucks can’t even get your nomenclatures correct with respect to correct/incorrect.
Q: Who is gonna be around to clean up your mess if you’re wrong?
^No Mana – Metronomes for Pulsars^
What I am thinking about, is proportion and proportions …ONLY… with respect to “what is.”
It seems to me that there might be a fuckton of ignoring “what was” and “what will be” on some timelines that actually take the time in the now to include both and all.
That may not make sense to some. But think about it like this. It is my contention, that with respect to the present, and in this context of thinking, as long as discovery is profit-based…there’s gonna be some oversight oversights that are simply ignored.
EX: Does duplication = equal?
Q: For how long?
Yep…it matters. It’s gonna matter to someone somewhere at some time.
As we can see…it appears that something called “Bean Chips” have been invented.
I can see these being a fucking HUGE hit at parties.
If you want all of your party guests to leave ASAP…may I recommend…
^REZZ – Voice In The Wall^
I finally broke down and “skimmed” the divorce papers package that was presented to me two days ago. There is not “a package” of divorce papers. It’s actually 3 separate packages of papers, that also contains a scary-assed cover letter, and an additional waiver form that I must sign in front of a notary. So yeah…using my standard home-brewed batch of mathematics…one(1) package that consists of five(5) parts. And of course, there are all of those documents contained within, that contain a formatting that contains a shitload of A’s, B’s and C’s…and a fuckton of 1’s and 2’s and 3’s…and makes you feel like some sort of robotic pestilential disease.
Hey! That rhymes. I guess I need to copyright that and make billions of mega-money-dollars.
Reason = Reasons = Reason
^BlackGummy – Incoming^
Got to see my future ex-mother-in-law the other day. We hugged. We talked. She’s nice.
I get an erection when looking at photographs of the female nipple(s)/breast(s). I mean, not really…but yeah. I’m really not in the habit of looking up pictures of nipples…female or otherwise…but thanks to my current course(s) and/or path(s)…nipple pictures were/are on the menu…so to speak.
^Sneaker Pimps – 6 Underground – Official Video [HD]^
Roob mentioned something the other day regarding “length.” It was in response to one of her whatevers that she wrote, and I posted over at “my blog” over on Blogger.
Q: Is time really…relative?
A: Your time is prolly relative to you. That's prolly gonna make it relative to me and others, when and where it is.
Mystery = Solved!Next!
^The Revolting Cocks – Big Sexy Land^
Q: If you never get emotional, when doing what it is that you are doing, what is the point?
A: <No Answer Even Remotely Possible Here>
The above question is so impossibly difficult to even begin to try and answer…that yeah…you may already have that answer. Not that you should feel foolish or cheated and having the answer all along and not knowing it. Maybe think of it as sequences and sequencing in sequence. It’s what keeps things rolling.
We are capable of many and much.
Sometimes…not so many, and/or, not so much.
But it’s kinda relative.
Is it what cha need? Or what cha want?
Which matters? Both dummy. Just…not always at the same times.
I’m as stubborn of an asshole jackass as anyone.
I can and will…say things that are gonna piss you off something fierce.
Just…have a lot of things that I am thinking about, and a proportionate amount of things that I am trying to NOT think about.
I gots no answers.
But I’m willing to wear my mangled-assed fingers down to the nub searching for them.
Tommy: Let’s think about this for a sec, Ted. Why would somebody put a guarantee on a box? Hmmm, very interesting. Ted Nelson, Customer: Go on, I’m listening. Tommy: Here’s the way I see it, Ted. Guy puts a fancy guarantee on a box ’cause he wants you to feel all warm and toasty inside. Ted Nelson, Customer: Yeah, makes a man feel good. Tommy: ‘Course it does. Why shouldn’t it? Ya figure you put that little box under your pillow at night, the Guarantee Fairy might come by and leave a quarter, am I right, Ted?
[chuckles until he sees that Ted is not laughing] Ted Nelson, Customer: [impatiently] What’s your point? Tommy: The point is, how do you know the fairy isn’t a crazy glue sniffer? “Building model airplanes” says the little fairy; well, we’re not buying it. He sneaks into your house once, that’s all it takes. The next thing you know, there’s money missing off the dresser, and your daughter’s knocked up. I seen it a hundred times. Ted Nelson, Customer: But why do they put a guarantee on the box? Tommy: Because they know all they sold ya was a guaranteed piece of shit. That’s all it is, isn’t it? Hey, if you want me to take a dump in a box and mark it guaranteed, I will. I got spare time. But for now, for your customer’s sake, for your daughter’s sake, ya might wanna think about buying a quality product from me.
“We do not believe any group of men adequate enough or wise enough to operate without scrutiny or without criticism. We know that the only way to avoid error is to detect it, that the only way to detect it is to be free to inquire. We know that in secrecy error undetected will flourish and subvert”. - J Robert Oppenheimer.