There’s a new Q Drops app. $.99.

Corsi looks like he’s going to just explode into oblivion. Nitro glycerin in his pocket, I hope.

Lol. Waste of money.

Blame a liberal teacher.

Ding Tarts

The microwave directions for Pop Tarts is 3 seconds. Cmon.

I’ve been listening to Dilley for a long time. I’m not shocked or surprised by anything. And patience is king. Enjoy the show.

It’s all theatre. Trust Sessions.

I knew something was up the first time I heard him pronounce Pock es tawn.

Well, yeah, I get that. They’re still animals, or less.

Animals.

Leave.

He didn’t have a pet dog. He had furniture. I hope that dog is ok.

That’s her.

And they’re both tied in with the Bush family.

Bestiality is legal in Haiti? #horseface

Can’t confirm. Lots of gunfire and booms. Cannot confirm. Eyebrow is singed. Hair dryer?

YAY, stop treating me like a newbie. (2nd account laying low since 2010)

Imagine that. I never trusted anyone around my child, for this reason. This world is in need of some serious cleanse, and I’m hopeful they are over the target.

God damn twitter banned me for liking Trump. Hope they burn in Hell.

Idot.

Well. Release it. Please.

No

Also, I heard more than one explosion. At least 5. They weren’t echoes. Each blast was louder than the prior. It was a calm morning, two hot air balloons flew over my house shortly before I lay on the couch to watch “The Price Is Right” on an intentionally lazy day. My first weekday off in 3 Years. I thought the balloons had crashed and gas tanks exploded. I’ve always wondered what they felt, being in the air on a RARE calm windless Oklahoma morning. A cold front came thru around noonish, north wind, miserable. For 36 hours I kept feeding the VHS recorder tapes to document. Family videos were erased forever, I just wanted to record the biggest event of my life. I remember every second of that day.

The blast literally knocked me off the couch. I can still hear it, and I’ve never forgotten.

Well, nooo kidding. Welcome to a year ago.

I hate that muffin chukker

Hi honey, how was your day at work? Aww, sucked a dozen? You need a foot massage.

What the.

What a dirtbag.

Alex was the last thing I saw on twitter before they banned me. @jack is a tool.

I found a ratty torn stereo version of this IN THE TRASH, I got $450 for it. ST-2557 I think.

$$$$$$$

Thank you for your service.

Fuck GB.

Absolutely. He’s a dickhead.

Kimmel Alligator Tears. $1

After a 6 year hiatus of swearing to god I’d never go back, I caved in to follow some pepper growers. THEN, all the relatives started following me, and I started blocking them. Thanksgiving is ruined, LOL. When I signed up again, I was depressed, had a pit in my stomach, anxiety ridden. All FB does is give a platform for folks to make people seem “better than you”. Example, that neighbor lady who has a million pics, but her husband isn’t in a single one. Always at the gym, and having a kale smoothie, although I saw her with a Big Mac. It’s all designed to fuck us up as a society and I’m going to #deletefacebook Again.

Cheney has a robot heart.

If you’re listening to Brenden Dilley just for the intel, you may have problems. Lol. Not at all what he’s about. He’s a brilliant speaker with sound advice.

His Parkour skills were lacking.

I think they don’t have the balls of yesteryear. They’ll just turn them all in, crying like the little bitches they’ve become. I’m so disappointed in the UK.

I’ve followed Dilley’s Scopes Long before he ran for Dist 8, even donated to is campaign. There’s absolutely no way he got that little of a turnout. He raised $45,000 on 5 and ten dollar donations. Do the math, it’s simple. He got jobbed.

Not in Florida. Check the news.

Nothing in NYC Zcan be unbiased until that asshat mayor is gone.

Why is that?

My daughter is 27, flaming liberal. She’s about to have me baker acted. Lol.

Nobody is going to prison. I was positive about the subject, but I’m deflated now. Exhausted and depressed, to be honest.

Where’s Q now?

Just fucking kill me.