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Change that fuckin’ diaper!

Puppet-Tiered

Is it really a thing?

Of course it’s a thing, everything is a thing.

Though that thing could be another thing and possibly some other thing too?

Well that’s kind of strange, how could a definitive thing be another thing and possibly some thing else too? Is it all in the minds eye, or even the mind’s eye? Or is it the eye’s mind or eyes mind?

Like a blanket that is made for blanketing, but then is used as a window covering, so then it is some thing else? Well, no, it is after all just a blanket, as repurposed as it has become. A blanket is just a blanket regardless of a blanket’s use. 

But what about a multi-usage finger then? It points, can beckon a calling, gesture ‘Fuck You’ sensibilities, enter orifices to varying functions, scratch one’s itch or another’s, poke holes, hurl inanimate or animate objects/organisms, become a Dutch boy’s dyke arrester, be an axis for a gravitationally bound ball of sorts, be used as a macabre and ineffectual paperweight, squeegee a plate or dish of some sort in last vestiges culinary delight….. Nope, sorry Crazies and Mental-men, it is still just a finger, regardless of a finger’s use.

Well it has to be a multitool tool then, fuckin’ riddler? Think of all the things a multitool does! It screws, cuts, plies, saws, frees beer for consumption, tweezes, sometimes magnifies, files….Listen you cheapskate, freeloading, ungratefully disrespectful alphabet absconding protoplasmic net-ophiles – a multitool is just a fuckin’ multitool no matter what it is used for, even if trying to make it function as a wallaby clunking boomerang, you idiots. But multitool is getting seriously warm though!: Like King Charles the Turd visiting an orphanage kind of warm? Easy there peoples, Yours Freelance EnterprisesTruly said warm, not red-hot erupting! Please, please, have some respect for those “royal” shit-stains – Romanov the lot!

Hmm, multitool He says – getting warm…..metaphorical bouquet floral? Wilted pistils and the juvenile male’s equivalent of the hymen? He means, a stamen? Well that was kind of odd. A little sex organ, Crazies and Mental-men….Stamen, it certainly don’t rhyme with ramen! That is because one is of Japanese origin. A little sex organ? What, like when one Catholic priest brings those pipes to life as the other Catholic priest pedals the altar boy? Well that was kind of odd – hard to believe it happens on such a regular basis. Oh, right – multitool and little sex organ, not much room for interpretation there, is there? Well, eliminate that pungent bitch King ‘Ancestral Third Reich Descendant’ Chucky the chomo, and Ol’ Waldo has just actuated the airlock on his spaced craft while hanging on for dear life with those tiny, tiny, tiny hands that cannot even make his pollinator adequate in any stamen statement – coiffed balls aside.

Trump Derangement Syndrome, is it a thing? According to Trump, yes. Apparently Rob Reiner had it (that’s probably why Trump’s God had Mr. Reiner murdered), and loads of others are afflicted with it too, says the Allergenic Stamenator anyways. Those fuckin’ Democrats, some of them are batshit crazy y’all know! What, as crazy as some of those rainbow of Republicans!?  But thatTrump Derangement Syndrome, is it just a thing, or is it another thing too, unlike the blanket and the finger things? And could Trump Derangement Syndrome even be a third thing as well? Well that’s getting mightily philosophical ain’t it?  Philosophical how? Who the fuck knows anymore, it is all AI anyways nowadays. Everything except for end-politicians.com that is – such is outright Heaven alphabetized! Hell Yeah!

Aggravational Ignorance – the future has arrived, way earlier than expected. Is there any stopping it? Romanov the worldly lot – drop the Tsar Bomba!!! In multi-factor authenticity!

You know, Yours Offended By The Alphabet Creator Truly has come to realize from simulative worldly experience that some may hate One just for the fact that One is doing something correctly, doing what others wish they could do, doing what ought to be done but no-one else had the gall to do it or even talk about it, spoke the truth that was untruthable to others, deviated from the “societally acceptable” norm of which other’s programming cannot even compute, or just for being an outright dick-head. The beauty is being able to discern the difference, it sets the Aggravational Ignorance multitools in their mirror-test failure miscast moulds. Trump Derangement Syndrome, it’s a thing, many people have it. Not Yours Lamb Taster Truly though, He gets the sick joke that is transpiring and just likes lambasting an insecure and closeted homosexual. 

Trump Derangement Syndrome, it’s a thing, Donald ‘Zero Class’ Trump is himself afflicted with it, of another order. No, not a McDonalds drive-thru mishap of three Big Mac’s with only one small fries in the bag when it should have been four jumbo size fries and thirty-six chicken McNuggets kind of order, when Trumpty Dumpty then goes ape-shit deranged and threatens to buy said franchise outright just so he can fire the entire kitchen staff and only hire big-titted blondes that are spitting image of his daughter, so he can arranger his special sauce taste-test hiring technique and then pay them inordinate amounts of money to try and coverup his ridiculously stupid antics, when in the end it did not really matter because they were just low self-esteem adults doing something that most everyone does, but the fact his deranged behaviour in dealing with the issue definitively proved his mirror-test failure and his inability to escape the self-mesmerized, delusional self-image that is projected outward for the countless masses to absorb, even those without Trump Derangement Syndrome.

One can definitively do things that should, or need to be done, of which in the scheme of things, fall at the wayside to freak-show out-staging of tried and true projected classlessness, being a tactless ass, an Israel Lobby stooge, a loudmouth buffoon, a pathological liar, a murderous multitool, a fuckin’ goof, a mirror-test moron, a tiered puppet, a childish Teuton derived sleeper, a poop-slinging ape, being offended by the alphabet, a corporate whore, and incapable of basic manners to name a few detractors. Such mannerisms and moral prostitution are not a minor issue, not even on one’s worst day, not to mention when someone is the “leader” of what is “supposed” to be the most powerful nation on the planet. Yup, a philosophical dimwit the Ginger Hippo be upon tiered puppetry – incapable of true self-reflection, and projecting the entirety of America in his miasmic shadow.

What about that third thing of that thing apart from that other thing? Trump Derangement Syndrome in the third degree diagnosis, He means? Yes, that thing! Perhaps all those tiny little dicks of the private little circle-jerk feeding the Trumpian big-mouth, little-boy ego in primetime overdrive psychological operation. Yup, that could be a thing, knowing that the Ginger Hippo is too self-absorbed and a mirror-test failure to comprehend he is but a tiered demagogue puppet dangled in the historically repeated political theatre.

Definitively a whore, but a whore of other political sorts. The best whore for spreading in the American whorehouse? Well, what’s the spread? How many to one? Geez, those are some active and passive Odds! 

Oh, right, Donald Trump is so classy he publicly stated his dislike for Rob Reiner a day or two after Rob being murdered. Now there is some presidential Yankees diplomacy, unable to even see the varying reasons why Rob Reiner and other could oppose such tactless ignorance emanating from such an expelling orifice office. 

And because it is never too soon – Rob Reiner, known as Meat-Head, but to be remembered as Spaghetti-Torso! R.I.P. Mr. Reiner, it seems you may be the lucky one! Say hi to Justin Trudeau for me…..Oh, sorry, wrong address!