A annoying crow just told me we crossed the line of no return, and to gird my loins, for hard times are a comin. Then he grabbed the joint out of my hand and flew away.
How you deal with a fake deepstate arrest.
A annoying crow just told me we crossed the line of no return, and to gird my loins, for hard times are a comin. Then he grabbed the joint out of my hand and flew away.
How you deal with a fake deepstate arrest.