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What Has Irregularity To Do With Fraud?

Oh! That’s a good one. “Election irregularities.” How nice. How polite. I like that. Does it mean constipated politicians?

Is that a new symptom of cv19? Wow. I didn’t know that. But why not? It changes every day, right? Nothing regular about this! 

Or can fraud be called election irregularity without the little A.I. pop ups that immediately hint that you’re not supporting the attempted and still in progress coup by the CCP and their overused virus and stale, sold out, deep state politicians?

It’s amazing how much mileage you can get, and how many meanings you can assign a set of words, isn’t it?

Wait! Ah, yes! There was a psychoanalyst who specialized in election irregularity. Wasn’t his name Sigmoid Fraud?

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Screecher Feature

So it was about the midnight hour last night, and there I was, just in that twilight zone drifting off to sleep, when what should happen but that the CO2 detector in the hallway began to sound off in a most distressing manner. After removing it from the wall, it became evident that what it needed was a battery change. How it made all that noise with a dead battery is beyond the outer limits of even my imagination or known pseudo science! Silencing this persistent alarmist required extreme measures. This was only accomplished by throwing The Screecher at the wall and watching it splinter into countless pieces. Very messy indeed.
Methinks (and me hypothesizes) that there is a sinister side to this electronic nightmare maker and sleep disrupter. (Excuse me for a moment while I adjust my tinfoil hat for better remote viewing reception.) You see, I call it the Al Gore Alarm. (Is that allegorical… or al-gore-rhythmic? Due to lack of sleep I get my grammar terms wrapped up with the mathematical ones. But I digress.) Because it detects CO2 and other threatening gases and is equipped with a secret monitoring device, it records inhaling and exhaling of any human, feline, canine, bovine, or equine energy signature in the house or on the property. (Sundry other unmentionable carbon emissions are also fair game, in case you are wondering. Yes, that’s right, folks. 😲)
Think we can do anything about it? Don’t hold your breath, if you catch my drift.
Because the law will soon require this device on every property – which can be programmed remotely (most likely a secret base on the dark side of the moon) – we shall all soon be subject to a carbon tax for exhaling… and, uh yeah, that other too. There’s no getting around this. Follow the money to learn more about free unlimited emi$$ion control. (Huh?)
And by all means, I almost forgot – please join me one week from tonight when I will be interviewed by George Snorey on the famous tabloid talk show radio program Ghost To Ghost at 3AM. 😂
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Pullet Surprise And More!

Word is on the net that “they” are starting to manufacture fake beef in petrie dishes. Probably been doing that awhile, considering the pathetic petrie dish size micro portions served at over priced places referred to as bistros.

3D printing of foods may be next. Imagine the soup kitchen line at the Xerox machine. Totally trendy, don’t you think? A Rod Serling Salvador Dali moment all rolled into one.

I think I got ahold of some 3D peppers awhile back. Called “Aloha Peppers”. Totally tasteless (sort of; read on), but they sure were pretty and expensive. The colors were pink, yellow, and orange all in one pepper (size of a green pepper) – sort of like a sunset over the ocean. They had no smell, but tasted like dead fish! How appropriate. No ocean sunset is complete without a slight fishiness, right? 🤢 Seriously – after about 4 weeks in the refrigerator, they were exactly the same as the day I bought them. I am not kidding. (Keeping them that long, I guess I was waiting for a miracle or something. Life from lifelessness?) So I decided it was time to say “aloha” to those, and into the dumpster they went. Better the land fill than moi’s tummy, right? They are probably still there. Intact. 😲

A funny thing happened on the way to the replicator! “Earl Gray hot, please.” Will the real food please stand up! On second thought, that might not be a good idea either. Picture it – zombie cows, pigs, chickens, turkeys… rising out of pasture, pen, and paddock. “Ya want Frankenfries with that, lady?” Sure, upsize mine, please. Gives new meaning to tongue in cheek humor.

All I can say about that is, there’s more at steak here than meats the eye.