“Colonial vegetables from indigenous peoples, oh my God!”
“Donde esta Yucca??”
“Maybe I’m doing this wrong…”
“Nah…just needs more cowbell!”
“How dare you put these children into dreadful, shameful Concentration Camps! And how dare you try to make them more “comfortable”, just to cover your cruel, heartless and uncaring intentions!!”
“Thank goodness, the innocent children know nothing of the dangers they face. We distract them with our antics, as though we were funny clowns. They laugh heartily.”
“Question: Why doesn’t Amazon, etc open a new factory in this town, so the homeless people can all be given jobs? That sounds like a win-win from the place where I imagine outcomes.”
“Ow! My head hurts so bad. Why do I have to think of everything around here??”
Well everything is setup, we have a different laptop for uploads and running the site and a completely separate system for creative stuff. Only remaining issue – aside from getting used to the keyboard on this bitch – is getting the drivers installed for the graphics tablet and that is not going well. Of course. Been that kind of day. The Struggle is real.
She’s perfect for the Party today. She checks all the boxes that make Soy Bombs (like Mike) moist – so let’s change the rules so she can be President Sparkle Bubbles.
Oh yes, PLEASE let her run.
A Tremendous Honor from the Mothership
My Media Credentials
