wow

I have friends in high places. Literally, they live in the brains of most of the GOP. For example, Marty's feasting on Kash Patel's brain, Caroline got JD Vance's brain, Armando got Ted Cruz's brain, and so on. We all stay in touch. Armando says he hasn't eaten in weeks and Marty keeps throwing up.

This is what happens when tiger cubs are exposed to Tylenol in the womb

I only know one dance move. 😞

#RFKJR #RIDETHEWORM #GETINWEREGETTINGPOLIO

Sometimes I avoid looking out from the windows of his eyeballs. I'm haunted by the things I've seen... his gristled, misshapen, discolored little sausage being one of them.

Cheryl Hines seems to like it, though, so 🤷🏻‍♂️

You should see some of the thoughts that run around up here. He's got big dreams, you know. Using leeches on cocaine to cure autism, carbon monoxide therapy for babies, giving 1 free pair of workout jeans to every American, etc. But mostly, he hopes cholera, polio, etc. rip through the population.

I was behind his right eye when this pic was taken.

Every time a child dies, my host lights up like a Christmas tree. A disco ball drops into the center of his skull, music starts playing, and he whispers to himself, "Nice."

#RFKJr twitched sometimes. Screamed in his sleep. But brains don’t feel pain. That was my advantage.

Now I crawl through emptiness. A hollow skull. Cavernous & dry. The cerebral jelly is long gone, replaced by dust & the ghosts of rational thought.

Ok, here goes. This is my story.

I’ve been here in this rotting skull for years, burrowing through folds of gooey gray and memory, once alive with thought and imagination. The man—he was my host, my home, my meal … and my prison. But I had no idea. Not at first.

Greetings. There's been much discussion about me and I think it's time to set the record straight. Due to the fact that I'm starving, I'm exhausted, so I'll only post a bit at a time. Please be patient as I rest and consume another small ration of brain jerky.
Thanks.