By the time anyone reads this, no one will remember who the Republican cartoon, Mitch McConnell was, nor his weird evocation of a Caesar’s license in vowing to obstruct any Fair Trial brought forward by Act of Congress.  In defense of this treason, the Republitoons crow that the Lamb of God himself is being persecuted on the Cross by Flag-hating Socialist aborters who hide their anti-semitism in their defense of Shieks and so on or whatever works for them.   The simple truth is that Trump’s personality isn’t a good fit for the Office of the Presidency and since that is obvious there is reason to fear he has done something even more terrible than what we know with the consent of Congress which is why they elevated him into a high seat of impunity.   

       Well, that’s nice, Mitch, how bout them Himmler goggles?    In going into the noutch today for a crustabun an illegal nut came in dressed in fangs and blood war paint evoking the sort of fake news about the poop and biting by homeless in San Francisco, there have been deaths.   The archaic mind of Seattle spin control, courtesy Dia of Spin HQ, NY Voodoo Museum, is the usual tabloid shadow in the mind, oh, Act Up at work. This is a mistranslation by persons highly placed who not only have a habit, but an actual professional study of mistranslation, German friendly Alternative Conflict Resolution, weapons theft arsenal Carnegie Mellon, the Tartans (not the Titans), who shot JFK in the head and silenced the real voice of America in favor of it seems this new upload Donald J.

         The leader of Pranktopia, brethren in the AIDS attack of Brian Eno, Jaime Carbonell (mispronounced for your benefit:  Hymie Carbon Hell) has struck before. His enchantment allows only that those who released the AIDS attack are top sacredly the leaders of Act Up and the victims, that the Military holds jurisdiction in pouting Queer macho, belts and needles, make up and fangs, but, again, that’s the translation service at work.  You put in, “Help Police, I have been tortured and they are stalking me,” and this comes out in Russian courtesy Bird Bath University in Karl, England, “yeah, sure, Pete, tied her up and porked her with a carrot,” down by Mili-teriyaki at Midori’s Auto and Greg’s in Seattle, Washingtoon.

          Mark Lane complained that the CIA was using Midnight Climax which caused me to remember being kept out all night at Climax One by Mark Mancine and Louie Hunter when I was about 12 years old and beaten into a coma.   Meanwhile, script fulfillment had them hunting me over a Louie for desecrating and defiling the Sacred Name of Lennon with a One-Night Stond~! The author of the song, “Health Food Faggot” put this through the Louis Farrakhan Hymen Carbon Hell Generator and came up with, “Becuzz Jimmuh Quee thinks he’s better than us, his anti-Apartheid stand proves he is rachist!”

          And so on, copiously, while the killers of good Massachusetts cops got satisfying spurts of jism from Miss Breed for raping a child’s facial nerve with sarin and covering it in vaginal fluids to be joshed by a man named Exler.  The Penis Voight Motocade you might say, avenging Reinhard Heydrich, which will only make Trump stronger, see, cuz it’s a conspiracy, myuh, myuh, MYAWK!

        The Walrus Machine just wasn’t built for Nuremberg. Gail Burstyn is an economist of Paul McCartney, he justified how I was mutilated with a letter to Leslie Katz arguing that the King Family assets were an entitlement to profit in the AIDS attack among other things, triggering a race frenzy towards me at the stage management of Yoko Ono. Zappa even means hilarious mockery in Japanese.

LONELY Widows prefer Charterhouse.

LONELY Widows prefer Charterhouse.

At their Sir McCartney cuddle Chapterhouse.

At their Sir McCartney cuddle Chapterhouse.