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Unlike your mom’s butthole…

Extraordinary things have happened in my life, clown world notwithstanding, which I’m sure each of you have suffered in your own way. Instead of cutting off the faggots in my life, I’ve made a point to ridicule them mercilessly, mostly for sport because they are hopelessly lost, and because I have hope one of them may realize they are a giant faggot and neck themselves willingly.

Aside from that, I’ve made new friends, believe it or not, despite the woke world’s best effort to shit on the lot of thinking men, rare as we are fast becoming. But I urge you to not completely discard all warm bodies separate from your own as useless eaters, as obvious as they attempt to make clear through endless virtue signaling. You will need allies, and potentially a human shield or two. I’m mostly joking, but there is an acceleration towards destiny that makes conversation vital so that you are keenly aware of the people around you and their intentions.

Find your people. They are here, yes, but what good am I to you and you to me in the face of urgency should the day come. Find your people and keep them close and let them know what they mean to you.

If nothing else, a small moment of shared comfort just prior to the end is better than a descent into darkness alone.