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Uneducated Americans kill (again)

A country built on handgun violence! – WTF?

Can’t believe today’s new story. BAM! You’re dead. This is yet another example of why stupidity and handgun ownership should be outlawed. In that country, may I suggest an intelligence test before approving purchase!

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Capital Cryme™️ | Killing in the name

This man killed men and women for a living.

Execution is this week’s programme topic and it’s pretty hardcore – horrific in fact.

We’re going to cover this topic from many different angles including Trump’s insane rush to put to death as many people as possible before leaving office!

Our introduction is fifteen minutes with an executioner, who may surprise you with his candidness and laissez-faire attitude.

We’ll also interview the guest documentarian who interviewed this fat fuck.

Al•ke•haul | nightmare in a bottle™️

Kindra M. Austin is an American indie author and editor from the great state of Michigan. In 2008, she began blogging under different pseudonyms while briefly moonlighting as a writer/editor/internet radio personality for the Anonymous®️ Radio Show. Mrs. Austin is the founder of Blank Paper Press, and co-founder of Indie Blu(e) Publishing.

Alcohol addiction is nothing new. Our latest PodShow™️ explores the lasting impact of this ancient gift from the native Indians and chronicles the countless lives that have been destroyed by its abuse.

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The Science behind falling in love

You know those warm fuzzy feelings that make us want to be with a person more than anything? These do not come from our hearts, as popularized by romantic folklore, but mostly from our brains. We fall in love for a number of reasons, and our body responds accordingly with a cocktail of hormones strong enough to get us hooked.

Read more here:

https://www.msn.com/en-au/lifestyle/other/the-science-behind-falling-in-love/ss-BBTwwYx

Canada leads the way (once again)

Fast eclipsing it’s southern neighbour, Canada took the final leap today and legalized weed.

The FIRST G7 Nation to do so, Canada becomes the second country after Uruguay (of all places) to completely allow marijuana use by its citizens without reproach of prosecution. Pushing it one step further, forthcoming full pardons for simple pot possession are expected soon. GO CANADA!

SMART ! The tourism is going to go batshit next summer as those poor Americans head north to herb country.

Celebrating Ten Years on the Air!

Unbelievable we have been at this since 2008. Our objectives remain valid and even more important for the internet’s citizens to protect FREE SPEECH. (Fuck you potus)

The Anonymous® Show is an internet radio programme that discusses a variety of weighty topics, including social issues. The Anonymity angle is also a way of poking fun at political correctness.

“I strongly believe there is NO acceptable form of censorship in a TRULY free society, only OPEN debate and discussion. That is true tolerance; the tolerance of another’s ideas. Too many people don’t express their feelings because they’re afraid of what other people might think. By helping them retain the internet’s cloak of anonymity, strangers can reveal what they would really like to say”

Texans to murder yet another one.

Pretty worrisome that this guy has to have his shirts labelled. Don’t Texans know who their elected representatives are?

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We’re going to Kill You Now?

The death penalty is morally indefensible and has no place in the 21st century. I will be interviewing shortly and welcome viewpoints from both camps. I can hardly wait to feel the cold-hearted vengeance rip through the phone lines as the useless emotion of revenge takes it’s toll on the victim’s families… by all means, PLEASE send us as much hate mail as you can !!

STOP KILLING IN THE NAME !

PROMISE KEEPER | emotion

00x450 Let me tell you what I remember. Gloria screaming like a bitch, “Daddy’s bike! Daddy’s bike!” Read the rest of this entry »

Promise Keeper | clearwater


Gloria was with me. I remembered her name and she was right there with me. It was like old times.
We were a couple, coupled. She was on my arm, titties pressed into my arm, titillating.
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PROMISE KEEPER | “reflections”

It’s the sick people who make me do these things.

Granted, Grampa was not a sick one. I feel bad about killing him. That changed everything. I wish Crystal would hold my feet to the fire sometimes.
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PROMISE KEEPER | good night

Hawk and Squirrel

I remember watching a hawk carrying a squirrel high above a river bottom, giving him a ride, showing him around, one last look around, it seemed. I honestly don’t know if it was a dream or a real memory. Maybe I don’t know because I sometimes fly above myself and it is real.
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Aces & Eights (dead man’s hand)

orange-grove-with-mountains-in-background

My reaction to Frankie’s cremation caught me off guard. The truth is I was disgusted with myself. I couldn’t even stick around to verify the extent of destruction.

I set sail for home, eyes glued to the ground.
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the groves | PROMISE KEEPER

Orange grove with mountains in background

An Orange Grove in California

Familiar territory. They surrounded my town. They offered sanctuary to me at various times in my life. Rough times; good times. I often ran “8 rows in.”

From there I could monitor the streets without being detected. I ran eight rows in and laid down in the soft, sweet soil. Bees buzzed. Birds flew. The world quieted and stilled to the sounds of the trees.
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PROMISE KEEPER | “Big Joe”

Gun

This was bad. I had to be careful with this one. I grabbed the cuffs and loped to the front door. I clamped one end of the cuffs to the inside doorknob. There was a knock. I swung the door open.

“Hi there!” I said. I grabbed the man’s right hand with mine and jerked him inside as I clapped the other end of the cuffs on his wrist. It was all an awkward, lurching dance. He was quite surprised when I slammed the door shut and he found himself in this position. He glared defiantly into my eyes.

“Fuck you!”

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