Greetings from the FUTURE, part 1 of 6

Well, hello there. Check the date, this shit is real.

Sooooo, things are pretty much the same, here in the future.

What? Jeez, should I have waited till there was some "crazy" news to send back in time? Dick. I thought it would be enough that I found a way to talk to you from the future. Isn’t that “crazy” enough for you?

(silence)

No, wait. I’m not going to do this. I’m not wasting this chance by arguing with some asshole who wants to know… what, like “lotto numbers” so he can get rich and make it so I’m rich too here in the future.

Oh, wait. You know what? Fuck, I’m totally sorry. You’re right. Wow I guess I just needed to hear it out loud. I mean, fuck, how obvious was that?

So…. 16,5,11,14,3

There we go.

(I’m going to fucking eat a gun if these numbers ever hit in my lifetime. that’s what I just set up. A way for me to constantly feel like I’ve blown it, by not playing those numbers everyday till I die of a stroke in 2020.)

(now is it a race aginst time, knowing I'll die in the year 2020?)

snap your fingers.... keep the beat.... snap your fingers.... We Are Loving America, Yes!!!?

Pope's heart explodes during last spitting rant demanding the halt of all "jew run media circi (sic, latin?)" Pope then immediately rockets skyward to become "mostly irrelevant" in heaven. Pope finds it hard not being as he refers to being "top Jig in the coop." ( Also noted, his Grace, (pictured) dies gracelessly, lower half covered in feces.)

my tiny asian squatter raises her arms when I shout at her. Ive grown tired of being nice to her, now I push her around and call her names, like "Go to the basement, you deadbeat!"........... No, Im just kidding. This is her dancing to Handsome Boy Modeling School when I played her "Modeling Sucks" I lost my shit when she did it. crazy old woman.