Los Angeles FAGGOT Ranger Tells Me To Put On A Shirt

This what his ASS do on the job… Faggot. Or shall I say, fahjay (my word for FAGGOT)! – Bet he ain’t as fine as that dude, too. After calling out some crakkkaroaches from the great state of LOSER-ana (my home state unfortunately) after hearing them talk shit (I have telepathy and I can hear into thd spirit world)… This Los Angeles FAGGOT RANGER drove past reeeal quick like the cowardly ass crakkka he is and told me to put on a shirt which you can hear, here: [purchase_link id=”31500″ text=”Purchase” style=”button” color=”blue”] This me just blabbering, here… That said,

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What I Did For My Birthday

It was nothing to dance about… – THIS WAS DONE FAR AWAY FROM PEOPLE IN THE FAR BACKWOODS OF MALIBU! Anyways, again, take the time to thank your Lord and Saviour, Antichrist Raven for being born on this day (May 14, 1983) so I can bring you this day: Drinking urine with sage leaves… That said, here the dumb shit I really did (I didn’t do shit): Went to get my mail topless: Asked the LAPD at Wilshire for a hug while topless: [purchase_link id=”31480″ text=”Purchase” style=”button” color=”blue”] And bothered the poor lil sheriffs here for I don’t know what

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