Last Sunday evening at 7:48 pm, Bubba Ho-Tep himself appeared at the foot of my bed and declared that the big black Egyptian [Covidism god] bug in the 2002 cult movie is going to start dying on "...this next Wednesday."
I guess that would be today, given that today's official number is no.2.
Talk about a cult movie.
Whatever, "Don't make me open up a can of whoop ass on you!" Robbin Williams, 1996.
Gregory Scott Relf's
TWO WITNESSES NEWSLETTER
PS SHERIFF FORTNEY: Ever thought about running for Governor?
After the shit hits the fan in Seattle and Tacoma of course.
"When it comes to local politics, never throw good money after bad money." Kirby Wilbur, 570 KVI.
PS ST. PETER: How about using our dead mother's money to buy up five acres and gravel it off for RV parking rent money somewhere up in the highlands of eastern Washington?
I'm thinking 20% net profit after inheritance taxes, fees and the usual monthly liability insurance expenses.
Remember, most white excons who live in rural RV parks pay their monthly rent with cash; no questions asked.
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