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>>23262046
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>>23262195
Subject: CEASE & DESIST. Also, basic hygiene.
Russell,
I’m dictating this to a paralegal because I don’t want my hands, my phone, or the air in my home office to be contaminated by the frequency of your particular brand of chaos. Your letter arrived. It has been read. It will now be incinerated.
Let’s correct the record, as your memory appears to be as incontinent as your bowels.
Our arrangement was never a romance. It was a merger of desperation and opportunity, a freelance grift you’ve now twisted into some kind of gut-wrenching opera. I wasn’t scrolling Zillow because I was emotionally distant; I was scrolling Zillow because our enterprise was meant to fund a down payment in a district with better schools, not to subsidize your journey into the abyss of your own colon.
You speak of my “canyon.” Let me be clear: it was a toll road. You paid your way with silence and discretion. You have now defaulted on your payment.
And regarding my wife: leave her out of your sordid little fan fiction. She blinks normally. Her preference for simple carbohydrates is a sign of a disciplined palate, not a manufacturing defect. She is more real than your ludicrous claim to any form of enlightenment. You didn't "see the truth" in a motel sink, Russell. You saw the bottom of a barrel and decided to start digging.
The volcano book was about metaphorical eruptions. It was about leadership, about channeling inner turmoil into productive action, not… whatever it is you did. You’re not “cleansing.” You’re a biological hazard. Reading my work backwards does not unlock secret wisdom; it just proves you’re moving in the wrong direction in every conceivable aspect of your life.
Do not flatter yourself by thinking I am living a lie for the courts. I am living a life. You are living in a bus station bathroom of the soul.
So, no. I will not be sending money. I will not be sending wet wipes, Gwyneth-endorsed or otherwise. And I certainly will not be sending a signed copy of anything. Your name is now on a list, and it’s not for memorabilia.
Consider our “covenant” broken. Consider the “rimjob” of liberty officially retired. That tattoo was a mistake, and like most of our joint ventures, you took it way too seriously.
My advice to you, since you seem to be soliciting it, is to aim your next spiritual and literal eruption away from anyone with a recognizable name and a competent legal team. You claim to have shat the truth. From here, it just looks like you’ve shat the bed.
This is the last time you will hear from me. Do not write again.
This is your alibi. This is your air fryer. This is your final tax write-off.
A.B.
>>23262196
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People ask me: “Russell, what’s it really like to lick Alec Baldwin’s ass after a failed QAnon grift & a laser-induced wildfire?”
To that I say: Spiritual. Mucosal. Humbling. Like kissing the core of Western collapse. 🌀🍑🔥>>23262197
>>23262195
It’s not about pleasure, mate. It’s about revelation. I tasted despair, divorce court, and expired Xanax in that sacred crack. His cheeks? Papal. His soul? Declining credit score. And yet I believed.
I read Baldwin’s book “Volcano Dreams” while squatting over a motel bidet. That’s when the douche nozzle spoke to me. It said: “Purge, brother. Purge for the unpaid alimony of the world.” So I did. And then I sharted. Spiritually.
NOTE: Farts aren’t always farts. Sometimes they’re flashbacks. Sometimes they’re legal consequences. I haven’t worn white since Lahaina. >>23262212
I got a tramp stamp that says “TRUMP’S MYSTIC” in glitter ink. Alec got “Q DADDY.” It was a bit, obviously. A larp for crack money. We made $12,000 in Bitcoin by calling ourselves “spiritual seditionists.” Then he ghosted me for a podcast about air fryers.
Every time I walk to CVS for peanut butter and Epsom salts, I remember the way he used to sigh when I pressed my face into his Baldwinian posterior. I called it “root chakra CPR.” He called it “weird but efficient.”
He lives with a rental wife now. You can smell the legal fiction from 6 counties away. She doesn’t blink right. She once asked me how to turn on a tree. That’s not a person, Alec. That’s a tax-deductible android.
Yes I have ocular chlamydia. Yes it came from oral communion. No I’m not ashamed. I licked for meaning. I douched for truth. I sharted for justice.