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Title: EVERYTHING IS STUPID!! - (Republican Town Hall edition)
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Don't Walk, Run! Productions
URL Source: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fl-Je8h5_KI
Published: Aug 12, 2025
Author: Andrew
Post Date: 2025-08-15 14:34:24 by Esso
Keywords: None
Views: 172
Comments: 52
Sean Penn, 64 y/o, Stage 5 TDS I'm 64. I'll guarantee you, I don't look anything like that. Poster Comment: "So, as you can see, these people are unhinged, and that is not hyperbole." No shit, Sherlock. Half this country belongs in psychiatric lockdown. The MSM induced mass-formation psychosis is complete. Gawd, I'm sick of those people. Don't even get me started on negro fatigue...
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#13. To: Esso (#6)
Can I get about tree-fiddy? “I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
No, but if you send me twenty bux, I'll tell you a weird story about my handler Punk killing a guy at the Finland Station in Russia, then freaking out about me killing a mole in her back yard a couple years later. Put your credit card away. If me and Kim are still online, I'll tell it for free if I get shitfaced enough. Wait, what? Did I just tell the story? Details would be a mere footnote at this point :) “I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
That's why I need a handler. Thank God for my tax-babe and her gals. They have snacks coming Monday, and mixed roses coming Wednesday. I kinda lost my taste for flowers after Angie died. I'm tryin' to get back in the saddle. I really wanted the Gogi Grant version. I had the 45. I need a shower and to go through Pac's devices to see how many times he cheated on me this week. Just kidding, but his tax accountant is starting to worry me. 🤣 I've got brain damage. This is the song... Puberty and all that entails...
Kim's not a nosy bitch. I have no secrets anymore, I prefer she know rather than wonder. Been down that road more than twice. Kim knows I don't mess with married women anymore. Manuella forced herself upon myself, she was a bartender and had irresistible weapons. That was in the 80s. Now I want a silly hat! “I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
Thank god he doesn't have dogs anymore. He says a dog should die before its owner. He was telling me about his sister taking in another abused foster dog today. He doesn't take animal abuse very well. Kim Wait 'til you get old. I have to sit down to pee unless it's a urinal. I'd fall asleep otherwise. Prostate problems suck. So does Kimmy being here. I'm afraid I might wear out my bathroom door hinges opening and shutting the doors. I have a shy bladder. I'm still embarrassed about the Gogi Grant mix-up, especially in front of you, Lord Commander Music Snob. I'm having Jimi Hendrix's Stratocaster, strung upside-down for a left-handed guitar genius, not unlike like yourself, sent to your new joint. I drink about a gallon of water a day and could pass as a fountain for at least a few seconds sometimes. “I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
It's hard to tell when he's serious or not without seeing the smirk. Kim Will it fit in the Franklin Stove in the workshop without me having to stomp it more? “I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
When the prostate gland pinches off the urethra, urinating can become very difficult. Ha! Fooled you! That was me, not Kim. I take OTC supplements that help. Force Factor Prostate Advanced has been the the best. I think saw palmetto is the main ingredient. We're out of Dr. Kimmy's wheelhouse at this point, she's refusing to name her big pharma equivalent right this second. LOL. Dr. Horse is my primary care provider. I wrote a blues song about thirty years ago entitled, curiously enough, "Dr. Kimmy Ain't No Dick Doctor" but the rejection letters from the major publishers drove me into a deep funk.
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
Maybe I should bring Jim some packs of sutures so when I cut off his dick I can at least stop or slow the bleeding. It might save some prison time. Do you have a spare bedroom? 😊 Drink 2 gallons of water per day then. Physics/biology/fluid dynamics are the future of excretion! “I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
I know where there is an abandoned E-150 stripped out church bus. They'll let you stay there if you pass the quiz from their pamphlet. “I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
Apparently you were a bit ahead of your time. Doc is a bit spunky tonight. I think it's the fluorescent bulb in my flying bug catcher in the downstairs bathroom wigging out and flashing like a disco light. Never a white three piece suit around when you need one. “I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
Should I get my knife? “I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
Ever since I told folks I was working on my will, everybody's saying, "I want this or I want that." I should start giving it away now. It's not like I'd miss it. Chris and his boy are supposed to get the house because after Chris has seen my degeneration, he's thinking it's not a bad idea to have his son living across the street as he gets older. All I'd have to pack out is 18 T-shirts, 3 Hawaiian shirts I use as jackets to conceal my gun, 2 dozen undies and a shitload of TP. Next stop, Holiday Rambler in Wakarusa if they're still there, and infinity... Not yet. You got a sewer cleanout at your new joint where I can unload my RV tanks? A heat lightning storm has bubbled up over Howard County, some dramatic bolts, some light entire sky from behind the clouds. Makes me want to move the Fender Loog and Amp out to the sunroom and try not to get too loud.
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
I'll send you the UPC code :) “I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
Next stop, Holiday Rambler in Wakarusa if they're still there, and infinity... No final kiss from Santa? Bleak! “I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
Kimmy doesn't know what I'm talkin' about or if she's got room in her B&B's driveway for my new house. As far north as it is, it's probably a septic tank. I want to post that wind turbine clip again, but I'll just leave my greatest fear ever here instead... Kim's a lot better looking than that drug-swallowing skank. Melissa died tending flowers in her garden, Aleena died in her sleep two weeks after getting home, I'm not exactly sure what happened to Cari. I can't think of Kimmy being slid down my narrow stairs in a body bag. Is now the right time to peddle a curative lotion for flesh eating virus being found near Cape Cod? I'm thinking vinegar base...
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
If my patient is reliving dead girlfriends, I need to get him upstairs. Jim hasn't been himself since his young neighbor died. I didn't help by sniping at him for having his ex take him to the celebration of life ceremony. Usually I'm the one in trouble. Pac saw something across the street that hurt him today. I'll have him all spiffed up for you by tomorrow afternoon. Kim I know where Fort Wayne is, I know how many heavy bombers it would take to reduce it to rubble! “I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
Kim's right. I need some serious time, not insanity. She liked her porcupines, and isn't unhappy about all the newfound fruit. I'm just burnt out. It turns to worse than goo, have you ever tried pulling up aloe vera plants that went through a freeze?
Have you ever tried smearing gold infused balsamic vinaigrette on a kitten in a public square? No? Good :)
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
Do you know of the robot Bender Rodríguez?
Los Glossidio del Duralum el Mechanico du El Smoocho mi Buttisco was legendary in my old neighborhood. “I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
I guess my 600 level psy CIA nonsense outweighs a a GP's minimums. I'm OK, Angie's death hit me hard. I wasn't banging her, she and Chris were like my children. Thanks, maybe I should see if Chris and his son need some watermelon chuncks. It's hard becoming a housewife all the sudden. I'm good at food safety. (Edit) I feel so sorry for Chris. I was out having a smoke looking out and saw him staring blankly out his BR window. He's lost and too proud to talk to me. Well, there was that one time at a traffic circle in Manila. Marcos the elder was still president and that stuff wasn't so frowned upon then. It never snowed during Tet there.
Yeah, vaguely. Me and Kim are in a competition to see who dies first, her clot-shots and my genetics. Of course I drink, smoke, eat bacon, salt, caffeine, etc all the stuff that's supposed to kill me. Here I am! Still. (Edit) I don't hang out on the back (south) of my house since the feds told me NOT to keep giving "Satan" a free shot. (gunrunning and a FWPD thingy)
#14. To: Dakmar (#13)
Can I get about tree-fiddy?
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#15. To: Esso (#14)
Wait, what? Did I just tell the story?
#16. To: Dakmar (#15)
Details would be a mere footnote at this point :)
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#17. To: Dakmar (#15)
Hi, Dax, I just got here.
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#18. To: Dakmar (#16)
As God is my witness, I remember Gogi Grant as a man.
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#19. To: All (#18)
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#20. To: Dakmar, 4um (#17)
(Edited)
...go through Pac's devices to see how many times he cheated on me this week.
Just kidding, but his tax accountant is starting to worry me.
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#21. To: Esso, Doctor Kimberly (#17)
https://www.youtube.com/shorts/WJCOGtkHdts
#22. To: All (#20)
I can see Pac doing this.
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#23. To: Dakmar (#21)
(Edited)
Now I want a silly hat!
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#24. To: Esso (#23)
I have a shy bladder.
#25. To: All (#23)
Prostate problems suck. So does Kimmy being here. I'm afraid I might wear out my bathroom door hinges opening and shutting the doors.
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#26. To: Esso (#23)
I'm having Jimi Hendrix's Stratocaster, strung upside-down for a left-handed guitar genius, not unlike like yourself, sent to your new joint.
#27. To: Dakmar, Dr. Kimmy, Horse, 4um (#24)
I drink about a gallon of water a day and could pass as a fountain for at least a few seconds sometimes.
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#28. To: Esso (#27)
#29. To: Dakmar (#26)
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#30. To: Esso (#27)
When the prostate gland pinches off the urethra, urinating can become very difficult.
#31. To: Esso (#29)
Do you have a spare bedroom?
#32. To: Dakmar (#28)
I wrote a blues song about thirty years ago entitled, curiously enough, "Dr. Kimmy Ain't No Dick Doctor" but the rejection letters from the major publishers drove me into a deep funk.
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#33. To: Esso (#32)
Don't hate me for being a romantic :)
#34. To: Esso (#32)
the fluorescent bulb in my flying bug catcher in the downstairs bathroom wigging out
#35. To: Dakmar, 4um (#33)
Don't hate me for being a romantic :)
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#36. To: Dakmar (#34)
Should I get my knife?
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#37. To: Esso (#36)
#38. To: Esso (#36)
You got a sewer cleanout at your new joint where I can unload my RV tanks?
#39. To: Esso (#35)
All I'd have to pack out is 18 T-shirts, 3 Hawaiian shirts I use as jackets to conceal my gun, 2 dozen undies and a shitload of TP.
#40. To: Dakmar, Dr. Kimmy (#38)
You got a sewer cleanout at your new joint where I can unload my RV tanks?
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#41. To: Esso (#40)
(Edited)
#42. To: Dakmar (#40)
Sorry Dax, party's over.
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#43. To: Esso, Dr Kimmy (#42)
#44. To: All (#42)
I'LL DIE BEFORE A WOMAN TELLS ME WHAT TO DO!!!
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#45. To: Esso (#6)
#46. To: ghostrider (#45)
#47. To: Esso (#7)
Dang, I still have three hours to kill, might as well break out the booze. Wouldn't want Kimmy to see me sober, she might not recognize me.
#48. To: ghostrider (#47)
Do you know of the robot Bender Rodríguez?
#49. To: All (#44)
I'M BACK!
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#50. To: ghostrider (#45)
(Edited)
It turns to worse than goo,
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
#51. To: Dakmar (#46)
Have you ever tried smearing gold infused balsamic vinaigrette on a kitten in a public square? No? Good :)
#52. To: ghostrider (#47)
(Edited)
Do you know of the robot Bender Rodríguez?
TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy…
but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
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