EQUIPMENT FROM THE LEGENDARIUM: PART 1
Today we will delve into the territory of what powers the madness. Herein lies the dark secrets of the douchier half of all that is Georges
I will not be taking any questions
#zoomzoom #letsgo #justoneofthosedays #ihaveweirdhumor
1 can = an #AnnCoulter (because she's also a white monster - all credit for this term to some random tiktok I saw where a girl in the American midwest used this - thank you random midwestern girl for your valued contributions to my lexicon). You're fine. Your eyes may begin to make quicker movements. Totally normal.
4 cans = a #BillOReilly of #AnnCoulters cause when you're done shot-gunning this before going to work you'll just be screaming "FUCK IT!!! WE'LL DO IT LIVE!!!". You'll be arguing with everyone but they may just think you've had a bit of a breakdown - it's been a long pandemic (really though you'll be kind of an asshole - once you come down from the mania apologies will be necessary).
12 cans = a #TuckerCarlson of #AnnCoulters because after downing this on a casual sunny spring Saturday morning on your porch you'll be wondering if the genocidal dictators were right all along and if the Liberals are to blame for well...everything. What I'm saying is...in a fog of super-caffeination and paranoia you may agree to be an agent for a hostile dictatorial power and start working to undermine the society in which you live because (secretly) you'll believe lizard sex cabals will have taken over the government...after all - with this much go-juice in your veins you'll be vibrating on a frequency not meant for human existence and colours will have smells. Seek medical attention
24 cans = an #AlexJones #InfoWars of #AnnCoulters. This is lethal territory. From here on out reality in an inconvenient false-flag suggestion. Water makes frogs gay. Hail Satan. Peeing burns. You see 6 minutes ahead. You are participating in conversations before you've entered the room. Everything is screamed. You'll start an extreme podcast about how fluoride is the true enemy. Spontaneous combustion is a real threat. The shaking. The convulsions. The deafening sound of your own neon-orange blood. Medical science - hell physics - have completely abandoned you. Two outcomes remain. Become God or Annihilation. You scream with joy to drown out the rush of your flammable blood. You are so frightened and so alive.
