Web Journal Of Red Pill Coyote - February 8, 2022

Somebody tickle my ear drum and fart on my eye... Yeah... Had to think of some proper intro. Today, my mom was really Hell bent on me taking my dog Meadow for a 30 minute walk. I was going to do it until I went down this specific alley with Meadow and I slipped on ice and fell on my arm. It hurt quite a bit. The semen of Jack Frost that he donated to the Earth... It gets old after a while... But I had to walk all the way back to the house with a bloody arm with that dog. I mean, I at least took that little luck dragon for a ten minute walk... I really wanted to squeeze lemon juice on my arm because it would sting my injuries pretty good BUT WE HAD NO LEMONS. So I just plunged my scarred elbow into an orange. It still made it sting but ya know... Oranges... Lemons... They're both powerful citrus fruits... It makes sense... But I put orange juice on my injuries to make me think of something else... Things aren't going very well on Facebook... That's what's been really bothering me... I've been posting my comedy videos on there and I'm just not getting the responses that I was expecting... It's best if I just take a one week break from posting at the most... I mean I do have gremlins that work for Mark Suckerturd to partly blame but not fully. The poison of FB goes into my brain and I become a poisoned apple, personified and no one wants that... It just gets very overwhelming to have all this storage on my phone and I have to do something with these videos. I have to empty out my storage, to make new videos and just having to come up with the new ideas can be daunting and the whole process can be overstimulating... If only just people found my content funny... Like genuinely funny... Makes me feel even more like a lost cause. About a year ago, somebody who wasn't the biggest fan of me called me that... A lost cause...

Besides my ice slip and fall and my failure on the internet, things aren't trapped in silhouette city, I suppose... I mean sure, I have no friends and no life to speak of but I should be used to that... Yesterday, I went into the Scioto Shoe Mart with my "Let's Go Brandon" shirt on and I just screamed it. "LET'S GO BRANDON!". I did it before I found out everyone in the store was wearing their face mask... Lol... I don't think anyone laughed but that's almost what made it funnier. So it was fine. I just expect everyone to hate Joe the grope as much as I do. Lol. Oh well... I also went to my psychiatrist appointment today.. That was mediocre... There really is no point to tell my psychiatrist about wanting to do something with my life... Not blaming her but still... At least no one forced me to wear a face mask. I like breathing. I also ran into my cousin Tammy while in there. Haven't seen her in years. I told her how I wanna see Dr. Fauci drown in the mucus of Cerberus the Three Headed Dog. TELL THEM ALL so there can be a revolution to stop this demon s**t. I'm tired of seeing his Ratman of Southend face on TV. 

I was about ready to have a girlfriend but I changed my mind. Don't get me wrong. I'll still be good internet friends with this girl but she's just simply not my type. She's just a little too simplistic for me. She was talking about coming down here and we do stuff together in August and kiss but I don't know... Not really feeling it now... Not even sure if I even want a girlfriend... I have this specific magical thinking that as soon as I get a new girlfriend, I'm no longer going to be a corpse buried underneath the grounds that people walk upon and it's not that simple... You gotta follow that magnetic energy that God created to find your true humanoid key to unlock you. Sometimes Satan can create a false magnetic energy and it's a catastrophe for everyone involved. You're now an inanimate shrunken head who can just blink and giggle. Maybe you were able to float and levitate before but not anymore... Because I remember having girlfriends in 2012 to 2015 and it just created more issues out the butt... Be with someone who just fits with you... Don't be dating someone just to be dating someone... Nothing against that girl who's been wanting to date me since 2018. I still like her. She's beautiful, smart, and sweeter than diarrhea from the gingerbread man. As in she's a very sweet girl. Idk... I might change my mind by August when she's able to come down here. Lol... Then again, she might not be able to for some reason... I was just planning on to be good friends with the Grim Reaper before August. Hahaha... I just hate living here... I will admit that I would love to have Becky Taylor as girlfriend. She looks like actress Diane Franklin when she was in The Last American Virgin and Better Off Dead. I LOVE THOSE 80'S WOMEN. CURSE THE FALLEN ANGELS WHO CORRUPTED THE TIME MACHINE!!! But not only does she look like Diane Franklin when she was in the 80's BUT SHE HAS SUCH A PASSION FOR SAVING THE CHILDREN FROM THESE SATANIC PEDOPHILES WHO RUN THE WORLD! Not this pointless Flat Earth crap that annoys me to no end. Hardly anybody besides me and Becky wants to talk about Pizzagate related stuff. Like holy f**k, somebody do something about The Vatican. There's nothing sexier than a woman who wants to punish pedophiles. Makes me wanna bite my lip. She also talks about 9/11 being an inside job, hates face masks, lover of Jesus, exposes chemtrails. I wish she would talk about Nephilim BUT AT LEAST THERE'S NO MENTIONING OF FLAT EARTH. That's one conspiracy that I DON'T CARE ABOUT. She liked my post about exposing that red witch Marina Abramovic and I was like "UMF!". Like, it turns my soul on.