Friday, July 28, 2017

Meat Pole

Many, many human generations ago things got weird and we, in the present day, are victims of this genetic abnormality that has mutated into something awful.

See, there was this sheepherder all by his lonesome in some remote meadow and he got tired of jacking off after he saw this cute, curly-haired lamb flicking her tail and giving him that look. Being that there were no other humans around to witness said weirdness, he gave it a go and put the meat pole in the syphilis hole.

After he got back around human company, he reverted to the natural order of things, thereby releasing brain-rot into the human genome to mutate at random. Multiply this over many long generations and I can now see just where this weirdness landed....

Der Trumpsterfire and all those allegedly sentient humans that constitute his voters/supporters today.

We have fucked up on such a grand scale here in the country of my birth that I fear that I may get old and die before this Mongolian Clusterfuck (thanks, George) finally plays itself out.

We, the citizens of the United States of America, are on notice. Fix it or die as a country.


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