You think the real “leaders” are known?
Shit man, these fuckers are beyond wealth, grandiosity are for the profane, they walk among. It gives them a hard on, to just be and know they are in control. They live a long time.
Could be that couple you see at the swap meet on Sundays, a hermit somewhere in the Austrian mountains or a gay couple with a b&b in the Rockies.
So what happens if any one of us win the big ticket tonight?
Gonna be a fuckin bash tell you what.
One for the ages.
Charlie is sick and tired of those creepy mountain gypsies, goes back to the Opium Wars.
Lotta bullshit.
Bitch had all the money in the world (literally) and couldn’t make it to the dentist.
Wonder why?
The comfness is like a spring rain, awash in serenity.
Worked the MAGA all day, didn’t even think much about it for a few hours at a time, stayed busy, gotta be ready to make hay.
It is truly glorious.
Gotta Find the pots