Tuesday, April 7, 2026

words

 The one-man human crime wave reporting for duty here.  My confinement ended overnight, but I've grown cold and bitter over Twitter because it's just words!  Actions always speak louder, and my record speaks for itself.  I don't have anything to prove.  You win again!  Congratulations, I'm proud of you.  


Donald Trump for president of the fucking universe.  

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