You know what season I mean… That time of the year when we live in mortal fear, terrified we’ll end up in the exact wrong place, at precisely the wrong time. That occasion for which people barricade themselves behind closed (and locked) doors.
Of course, the proposed budget still wants the money to build one… You’d think they’d want to distract attention away from the builders of the last rather notorious wall… not focus a spotlight on it, with all the obvious parallels… They built a wall… And now the person they (allegedly) helped put in office wants to build a wall… Christ… Even Reagan looks good, in comparison… One scrambled country, coming right up… Image found here.
Felony convictions for bringing up his own voting history? Hard labor for voting against those currently in power? The death penalty for daring to breath any of their air…? Fascism has come once again. Image found here.
I just realized that Friday the Thirteenth comes on a Saturday this month… … I’m not ready… Image found here.
You can’t stop me… bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha… I’m the King of the Mountain. I’m the Master of my Domain. … the Master of all I can see… … and trust me! With this many eyes, I can see a dang sight more than you can, that’s for sure…