As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.
I get to thinking sometimes when things go bad, about things you children are too nice to know and the brats pretend to only dream about. I think about Ronald Reagan good ideas in communist crusades and how clever intelligence and banking sources teamed up to fund it in the American sphere in the bankrolling of the Columbian drug lords, by dumping that product by the ton into America.
It was not just the Clinton brothers in Arkansas snorting up a trough of coke with the whores every night, but you could not have a party without a kilo of coke just to start things off. A kilo ran 10 g's or ten thousand dollars back in the day, and there was a crapload of Hollywood stars and studios who were part of that money pipeline. The warehouses filled with stacks of cash like bales of hay piled four feet high by 10 by 10 feet.
I get to thinking about the sodom boys club and how it all erupted. How it only was outed when big pharm doped up some monkey virus serum for homosexuals getting liver toxin or hep. That one blonde boy flight attendant literally fucked his diseased dick into the high flyer club and in a world separated by 7, that is who Rock Hudson, Liberate, Amanda Blake, Magic Johnson, Sonny Steelgrave and whoever else got the Dack Rambo of fagdom. Puzzling though how John Travolta or even Barack Obama never got the disease.
I think of the putrid slugs of humanity, that have been feeding off of the public while pissing on all the moral things the little people keep themselves on the straight and narrow. The real pieces of work are like David Letterman, the mic whore of the cartel for Mockingbird. Had his own fucking harem of willing whores. Used that one little assistant who was with another guy, and tried to knock her up so the guy would raise Letterman's bastard in a real one piss up on a golden shower deluge cuckold of another man.
Then there is Robert De Niro. Lord there is nothing worse than marble mouth Italians who never learned to speak English, being paraded around as actors, playing the same statue in every movie That Godfather shit was the Dirty Mary and Crazy Larry of fiction. The old men the CIA worked with out of FDR's World War II to keep the docks running for ships were......they were not Pacino or De Niro. They hired never hired those types as they could never keep their mouths shut.
You probably never heard the real story about Jim Belushi's older brother John. Jim like all these liberals is a nice enough guy, but low on the reasoning scale as what kind of no mind votes for Barack Obama or Bill Clinton. Yeah Jon Bon Jovi, John Fogerty, Pat Benatar and Don Henley.....yeah the no minds and then the cash whores like Geffin and Spielberg do the brainwashing to get the little boys to spread their legs.
Where was I?
John Belushi. It was a party, but then there was a party every night, even if it was Elvis with his sugarland suitcase of one, there was always a party. More damn bennies, ludes, acid and blow than Phizer had in stock. Sure some like Bruce Willis and Demi Moore raised holy loud hell, but most of sound was from the big amps, as you laid out the cut, chopped it fine with a razor blade, made a line, and then did your lines with a rolled up dead prez.
There always was mixing of the goods and shooting up. No one had any sense hyped up on that Columbian coke. Super charged them real aggressive and why the zombie were dusting each other off for a while, until they got it tamed down in the recipe.
So like Belushi had the kilos out and Robin Williams and Robert De Niro were there snorting a cloud. That was the A list and the LA Blue never saw a coke dealer or a coke head as it was all paid off. It was all heavy use and Williams and De Niro left Marmont, while Gordon Lightfoot's cunt was playing nurse and that is what got John the first episode of Chris Farley gelled blood and drool.
Allot of people disappeared back then. Jan Michael Vincent, that poor bastard got rag dolled in it was all gone, but then it was Rock Hudson who taught the boy to drink down in Mexico on the set of the Undefeated.
Yeah the image of the Obama voter, that is the thing, as it is the Clinton voter, in all those secrets of the debauchery as they glisten on the big screens. Like Hitler stated, he told big lies as little people could not conceive of not believing them as they only told little lies. The public never knew what criminal trash was entertaining them, but that is why the upper class never had a damn thing to do with actors, doctors and lawyers as they knew what garbage they were. A farmer has shit on them you can smell and know what it is, but an actor you never smell shit on until they get you naked in bed.
I am so tired of these cocksucking illusions. Little Miss Priss dumps her husband for the stiff, and ends up with tongue cancer, and all she can do is babble on the stage now sounding like a numb nuts. Yeah nothing like womb cancer on a dick to make your tongue rot off.
Nothing like getting crotch rot off another woman by a bareback cock.
Everybody thinks they are above it and then they get the dead head sticker on their cadillac.
Just so tired of it all.
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