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The Virus Day 31, Dimondale, Michgan
All well but maybe not for all. I talked to a friend of mine on the phone yesterday. He is an essential worker in the telecom industry making sure we can all still watch Hulu whenever the fuck we want. He sounded bad. “Might just be allergies,” he said. I hope so. He’s tough but this thing is a proven murderer now. I hope he’s taking care of himself.
The rest of the world be damned if this thing takes anyone I know and love. I am pushing harder now for a new movement. One-upping the ante where it needs to be in response to the maniacs in DC trying to “save the economy” with little regard to human life. All so the billionaires and trillionaires don’t have to worry about the hordes massing at the walls and air of ducts of their underground bunkers. Water hose anyone?
#changeismarchingNov4 and PS #fuckbiden, while I’m going for broke today.
Win, lose or draw, The Annoying Orange is done with his stay in The People’s House. The sooner the better if possible. His psychopathy is murdering hundreds right now as I write this. He will continue to murder us all and blame anyone and everyone but himself. He does it all only to empower his sickly twisted, empathically dead and seemingly inbred fucking family. The People of America do not bow to kings or any fool claiming “absolute authority.” Ever.
