Yes, seen that too. At least I think I have. Hard to know since the meme drifts are thick on this odd person. Truly the strangest thing to show up on the screen endowed with some sort of purpose or set of instructions from which it cannot flex in mind or body one degree and hence sort of pasted onto the matrix like a bad caulking job on a crack in an essential propaganda pipeline.
That or some kind of edge-crisped scab with a still moist center that one can’t resist picking.
1984 should be printed under the title destroying America for dummies.
ghostsniperMay 25, 2022, 1:16 PM
I’d like to see that big, flabby white ass nailed to the barn door, then flailed to ribbons, and watch that sissy cry and cry and cry. Film at 11. Bring a hanky. You’ll laff til you cry.
KerryMay 25, 2022, 6:17 PM
The description, “paralyzing stupidity,” is perfect. Mr. Orwell had a gift.
Hmm, hard to believe anybody butTaco Bell would provide seltzer a position. I can see him managing the pre shaped taco shell dispenser! Can’t let him near the deep fryer, this retard would go Bobbing for French fries.
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LATE LIGHT by Klahn
Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I reach my hands and play with pebbles of destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe.
Duty, Beauty, Liberty, Country, Honor, Family, Faith — Plus a few simple easy to follow rules for guys
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
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They called him ‘Tater.
Now that’s funny.
I’ve seen JoJo referred to as the POTATUS.
Yes, seen that too. At least I think I have. Hard to know since the meme drifts are thick on this odd person. Truly the strangest thing to show up on the screen endowed with some sort of purpose or set of instructions from which it cannot flex in mind or body one degree and hence sort of pasted onto the matrix like a bad caulking job on a crack in an essential propaganda pipeline.
That or some kind of edge-crisped scab with a still moist center that one can’t resist picking.
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1984 should be printed under the title destroying America for dummies.
I’d like to see that big, flabby white ass nailed to the barn door, then flailed to ribbons, and watch that sissy cry and cry and cry. Film at 11. Bring a hanky. You’ll laff til you cry.
The description, “paralyzing stupidity,” is perfect. Mr. Orwell had a gift.
Hmm, hard to believe anybody butTaco Bell would provide seltzer a position. I can see him managing the pre shaped taco shell dispenser! Can’t let him near the deep fryer, this retard would go Bobbing for French fries.