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One time a phone demon called my mom and tried to convince her that her grandson was in jail and she needed to send the police dozens of phone cards right away or he was in big trouble. And that’s not even the worst one. I wish she just got calls trying to get her to buy bug spray.

If you’re going to write a power fantasy for the internet at least make it cool. Add some lasers or epic street fights. Add in some part where you outsmart the librul professor who hates god. “I found a job in a shitty industry and only prostitutes will fuck me” is not the flex you think it is.

What’s next? Sovereign citizen bullshit?

Judge, I’m a natural born… what was it… citizen. You cannot charge me for anything. It’s true! Just look at the charters! Those, uhm, charters. I was merely traveling through Georgia. You have to let me go right now. Believe me, I know my rights!

Why should he lie about it though? His superfans actually want him to become a dictator.

I’ve never used chrome, but I’d go back to a microsoft browser before I used it. I’ve avoided everything google for over a decade.

OB-GYN’s have already been fleeing Idaho. This is just going to accelerate it. Pretty soon they won’t have any maternity wards left because these batshit Christians want to have absolute control over all women in the state.

https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2023/aug/22/abortion-idaho-women-rights-healthcare

He was a misogynist who, by his own admission, used women until they broke and then abandoned them. I’ll let wikipedia summarize:

Picasso has been characterised as a womaniser and a misogynist, being quoted as saying to long-time partner Françoise Gilot that “women are machines for suffering.”[136] He later allegedly told her, “For me there are only two kinds of women: goddesses and doormats.”[137] In her memoir, Picasso, My Grandfather, Marina Picasso writes of his treatment of women, “He submitted them to his animal sexuality, tamed them, bewitched them, ingested them, and crushed them onto his canvas. After he had spent many nights extracting their essence, once they were bled dry, he would dispose of them.”[138]

Of the several important women in his life, two – lover Marie-Thèrése Walter and his second wife Jacqueline Roque – died by suicide. Others, notably his first wife Olga Khokhlova and lover Dora Maar, succumbed to nervous breakdowns.

Someone else in my household pays for it so I have it for now… but I haven’t touched it in months.