MAX DIAL-IN: WORST SUNDAY EVER

We are really going to have to start taking Sundays off, I think.

This shit just keeps getting worse.

You know, I am a Christian, I go to church, I pray.

That’s not the excuse.

Maybe I’ll post this shit-tier Snake Baker and Elvis Dunderhoff crap.

But everyone gets that I write those articles, right? Everyone gets that those are fake personas of mine?

I remember way back in the day, in ye olden times, people said I was putting my name on articles other people wrote. Now I’m writing articles with other people’s names on them.

I am a machine.

I am cursed.

I am blessed.

God put me here.

If I were some spic who copied all my shit and got famous from it, I would not make a problem with me.

You know what I’m saying?

Like if I was a spic, and some guy who invented internet antisemitism was really cool and infatuated with me, I wouldn’t do the one thing that I knew would piss him off on purpose.

But who knows what people do.

I don’t know.

I still don’t understand people.

I understand violence. I understand how to strip an AK.

I understand the basic mechanics of a TURBO DIESEL Hilux.

I don’t understand people.

I thought I understood men, but apparently I don’t.

But what I will tell you is this: I built internet antisemitism.

I built it on rock ‘n’ roll.

I’ve been here and I’m going to be here and I’m taking all comers.

Come get your whole crew wet.

Maybe do some shoulder exercises before you hit me up in the octagon.

I was born for war.

I do not fuck with feds.

Full stop.

I put my life on this.