F is also for Faggot!
Since Brady isn’t playing football anymore, I don’t find him attractive. Orhaps I only ever really looked at him with his helmet on. Did you hear about the park fire in Pickering last weekend? I flew into a menopausal rage while hiking with the fam; I had survivor’s guilt, but only for a few seconds.
Yesterday, I attended my first funeral via Zoom, which is not the same as a Zoom funeral. And, of course, I am always thinking about my mortality—I still want my funeral to be in a dance hall. Or outside, because I love trees and mountains and I love to eat and dance—we can have a BBQ at Basecamp and then go to a nearby dance hall.
Question of the day: Do square roots make box trees?
Moving on …
What’s Happening
It’s been a minute, I know. I have been doing some adventurous things to get out of my comfort zone. I went to someone’s backyard BBQ. I mostly sat on the stairs reading Eugene Onegin and laughing out loud. Later in the evening, I played pool poker.
Last Thursday, I was feeling antisocial, but I still showed up to hang with my writing friends at Snakes and Lattes, and I even ended up playing games. Today, I was supposed to go to a daytime party, but I felt achy, and then the shower stopped working. Suppose my dream guy was at that day party?
Still, I don’t understand why adults have day parties. Maybe the venue is cheaper, or the DJs aren’t available at night.
The other day, I read an article about dating that said we should find reasons to say yes to someone. Often, we think about why this person isn’t for us, but that is the wrong approach. So, that is what I’m consciously going to do next time—find reasons to say yes! I feel I did that before with B2. Didn’t I?
Aside from that, I’m just working, looking for creative jobs, being lazy, and writing every now and then. I have nothing else going on. AND I’m reading four books right now! If there is any book worth reading again, it’s Franz Fanon’s Wretched of the Earth—still relevant.
Matt’s Grease performance is coming up; I’m looking forward to that. AND … he’s graduating this year – All his prom shit is expensive.
NAME THAT TYRANT LEGENDARY PRIZES
If you don’t recall, our last tyrant was Jorge Rafael Videla. Inspired by past and current events, we are offering limited-edition tyrant prizes.
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Sam
I’m bringing eugnics back.
Yea!
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Not that it ever left.
If you know any racist scientists,
send them my way.
- Learn to Kill: From Small to Big – We’ve partnered with farms and pet shops to provide you with unlimited supplies of mice, rats, rabbits, dogs, cats, etc. You will have to find the humans yourself.
- Doo-Wop: Music to Dehumanize to
Digging in the archives, we have gathered a unique collection of songs.
Listen and learn so you can write your own
We are also providing one year of access to our production studio, God Send - Whitepapers: (Well, isn’t that ironic? WPs are also available in video if you can’t read; no potential tyrant left behind.)
- Yeehaw: From Dehumanization to Annihilation
- Get What You Want (and Keep It): Effective Use of Loaded Language and Bad Arguments
- Ethics be Damned: Using CRISPR-Cas9 for germline editing as an alternative to sterilization.
- N is for Nigger: Little Baby Tyrant Exercise Book
- Because After You Genocide once, you must Genocide again. We will assist you in raising generational tyrants. Priceless!
- Our books are customizable to target any race – but we have premade books for the blacks, jews, retards, cripples and them gay folk. And remember … If your targets are not part of the manufacturing industrial complex – you’re free to exterminate them like the vermin they are.
- Because After You Genocide once, you must Genocide again. We will assist you in raising generational tyrants. Priceless!
I hope your summer is off to a great start. I promise not to stay away so long ever again, even if I’m dead.
Can I pet that nigger?
Sun May 26
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