Anonymous ID: c39862 July 30, 2018, 2:43 p.m. No.2359797   🗄️.is đź”—kun   >>9997

>>2359776

Motley Crue Bastard lyrics:

 

Out go the lights

In goes my Knife

Pull out his life

Consider that bastard dead

Get on your knees

Please beg me please

You're the king of sleaze

Don't you try to rape me

Bastard

Consider that bastard dead

Bastard

Won't get screwed again

Whoa! Whoa!

Bastard

Make it quick blow off his head

Got your neck in the noose

I got nothing to loose

We're really gonna screw you

Consider that bastard dead

Quick as a shark

Beast has its mark

You can't beat the dark

Don't you try to rape me

Anonymous ID: c39862 July 30, 2018, 3:02 p.m. No.2360068   🗄️.is đź”—kun   >>0081

Q has become an idee fixe, a framework of thought, a filter that everything passes through in order to grab relevant info.

 

Psyop…perhaps…but one that we have consented and , even enthusiastically, embraced. We have volunteered to have our minds molded into a form that is needed to fight this war.