You so are fuckingly irreverently incorrigibly hilarious that I have to wonder if you have purchased round the clock paramilitary protection insurance, or at least a kevlar wetsuit and skull cap?
Re UFOs, once upon a warm, pretty spring April day in Boulder, Colorado, my 3rd wife, a licensed clinical social worker, a friend of ours, also a licensed clinical social worker, and her about then 10-year-old son and I were sitting on our side porch. I looked up for some reason and saw a flattish white oval-shaped ship parked beside a cloud about 100 times its size. The ship was just sitting there, minding its own business, which became my business. I told them to look up at it and they said, “Yeah, right, Sloan!”, and they did not look up. I asked them again to look up at it, and the same thing came back at me. The ship darted behind the cloud, and I told them that, and heard, “Yeah, right, Sloan!” The cloud then began to be stretched across the sky like a very wide airliner vapor trail, and I told them what I was seeing and for them to look up and see it, too. “Yeah, right, Sloan.” About a year ago, I dawned on me that that was my cue to go inside our home and pack my bags and hightail it. Had I done that, it might have saved me a whole heap more heartache and money than when a few years later that particular lifetime did a nuclear meltdown.
If I got elected president, my first official act would be to declassify the federal government’s ET files, hoping that would shift every American’s and the rest of the world!’s attention to something a bit more deserving to squabble over:-)
Hell, if I were a self-respecting ET after surveying America, I’d land my star ship 0n the Rulu town square and ask for directions to Radio Free Rulu, where I would broadcast my “Greetings Earthlings, you are not alone, how do you do, my name ain’t Sue!” address.
The fighter pilots knew what they saw wasn’t human built. Imagine the chaos national governments, religions, political parties, corporate board rooms, military HQs, cyberspace, etc. after that veil is lifted.
A dull day in good ole' Rulo. What no ten-foot high, two-headed tele-evangelist applying to set up shop in the town Nature Park? Quiet times in the bucolic backwoods!
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You so are fuckingly irreverently incorrigibly hilarious that I have to wonder if you have purchased round the clock paramilitary protection insurance, or at least a kevlar wetsuit and skull cap?
Re UFOs, once upon a warm, pretty spring April day in Boulder, Colorado, my 3rd wife, a licensed clinical social worker, a friend of ours, also a licensed clinical social worker, and her about then 10-year-old son and I were sitting on our side porch. I looked up for some reason and saw a flattish white oval-shaped ship parked beside a cloud about 100 times its size. The ship was just sitting there, minding its own business, which became my business. I told them to look up at it and they said, “Yeah, right, Sloan!”, and they did not look up. I asked them again to look up at it, and the same thing came back at me. The ship darted behind the cloud, and I told them that, and heard, “Yeah, right, Sloan!” The cloud then began to be stretched across the sky like a very wide airliner vapor trail, and I told them what I was seeing and for them to look up and see it, too. “Yeah, right, Sloan.” About a year ago, I dawned on me that that was my cue to go inside our home and pack my bags and hightail it. Had I done that, it might have saved me a whole heap more heartache and money than when a few years later that particular lifetime did a nuclear meltdown.
I have heard that UFo's can be bad omens!
If I got elected president, my first official act would be to declassify the federal government’s ET files, hoping that would shift every American’s and the rest of the world!’s attention to something a bit more deserving to squabble over:-)
What do you think of all those fighter pilots videos and first hand accounts? I feel like the gov really doesn't know what they are seeing.
Hell, if I were a self-respecting ET after surveying America, I’d land my star ship 0n the Rulu town square and ask for directions to Radio Free Rulu, where I would broadcast my “Greetings Earthlings, you are not alone, how do you do, my name ain’t Sue!” address.
The fighter pilots knew what they saw wasn’t human built. Imagine the chaos national governments, religions, political parties, corporate board rooms, military HQs, cyberspace, etc. after that veil is lifted.
This whole post is a thing of ironic, absurdist beauty.
Thank you! The absurdist part means a lot to me!
Oh that this too to sullied flesh would resolve itself into adieu...keep going with the rhyme and meter of the Saints...New Orleans and on. Dave P
A dull day in good ole' Rulo. What no ten-foot high, two-headed tele-evangelist applying to set up shop in the town Nature Park? Quiet times in the bucolic backwoods!
You are giving me ideas!
I've got me some thorazine for that problem! Need some, cuz?
That what the PBR is for!
Can't argue that! 🍺
Sorry about Mr Wheeler. That had to suck.
A great John Cale/Lou Reed reference. I haven’t seen one of those on this platform since…well never.
Another great breakdown. Thanks.