Everything is awesome when you're part of a slave team.
Take your vaccines and die, it's for the children.
GMO kills the rats, but it's good for you.
Honey Bee Z didn't die, but it's good for you.
You like your IQ dropping?
You like to die?
It's Get Off My Lawn with Gavin McKinnon.
Get out of my way, I'm gonna drink Diet Coke.
The government loves me.
I'm calling you out, scum.
I break free of your mind control, filth.
They just have no idea they're dealing with an out-of-control Tasmanian devil that would literally jump on top of them and gouge their eyeballs out and smash their brains all over the ground.
They have no idea.
I've had enough of it!
I'm angry!
I'm not a slave!
I've broken the conditioning!
It doesn't work on me!
It's over for the globalists!
Break the conditioning!
Now!
Destruction and hatred of all that is good, black rivers of pestilent filth are being poured out upon our heads.
This whole thing's gonna come down on us.
Hope you're cozy under the water.
I'll eat your ass.
I'll eat your ass.
That was Alex Jones and his hit song, Crush the Parasites.
I was on Alex's show today.
They're trying to up their engagement.
Got it.
His finances must be so incredibly complicated, right?
He declared bankruptcy.
You have to when you owe $1.7 trillion.
He's obviously going to declare bankruptcy.
What do you want him to do?
Pay that?
Pay most of it?
No one...
But yeah, they're on this massive campaign to get more folks in.
We wanted to get his son on Censored.tv Rex.
We were so close, and then it all fell apart.
I don't know why.
Went to visit Max and John this weekend.
They got nine weeks and two days left.
Well, now it's nine weeks, I guess, because this was two days ago.
It was cool.
It's kind of weird, too.
You meet those guys, and on the drive up, which takes forever, six hours, and it's such a shitty drive.
It's like you're going through someone's driveway.
It's not a highway.
There's highways at the beginning, and then it's just like back roads.
But you have all these ideas of things you're going to say.
And then you get there, and they just want to talk.
I think it's because everyone there is dumb, and they finally get to talk to a smart person that understands what they're talking about.
And we're not particularly smart, me and the proud boys that went up there.
But you just sit there and listen for a couple hours.
Do two hours with Max, then drive an hour and a half, do two hours with John, then drive the six hours back down.
On the way up, we stopped in Syracuse.
I love going to Syracuse and Rochester and all those upstate towns because they're Canadian.
They have Canadian accents.
They act Canadian.
They don't like the Mets or the Yankees.
If they're watching baseball, it's the Blue Jays.
They, of course, love the Buffalo Bills.
But yeah, it doesn't feel like you're in New York.
This one guy I met, Proud Boy, he was like, yeah, I just fucking gave my daughter some fish mocks and she's feeling great.
I go, I don't understand you.
Oh, just, you don't have to go to a fucking doctor, waste all your time with that shit.
You go to the tractor supply store.
They got fish pen and fish mocks.
Fish pen is just fish penicillin, but it's penicillin.
It's the same shit.
The fish mocks is fish moxicillin.
You just buy that.
And I go, what's the difference?
He goes, penicillin's for like if your kids or you are real sick.
But moxicillin is just like fever or whatever.
So I mix it in with their apple juice and applesauce.
Sorry.
And then she's good to go.
Then he gets in a fight with some other prowboy who picked him up and threw him out of the bar because the guy offered this one dude, this Indian dude.
He's got a big beard because he started taking testosterone.
Indians can't usually grow beards.
When I say Indian, I mean feather.
My people.
And oh, yeah.
Wait, I've never seen a picture of like a Native American, and they didn't have shaving tools, I'm guessing, right?
No, my brother-in-law, who's 50%, he spent two years growing a mustache.
Wow.
But this testosterone, he's got a fucking beard out to here.
And he, the problem with testosterone, Indians are already pretty fucking ornery, but it's made him violent and horny.
So he's the bouncer at this bar we're at.
He's hugging the barmaid.
He's like, hey, Olivia, can you come here for a second?
We need a hug.
I love you.
Because he's a boner nonstop.
And they're like, whatever, it's the bouncer.
He saves our lives.
But the Moxicillian guy said he was going to drive in the bar and he didn't.
So the Indian shows up and just picks him up and shoves him against the wall.