Real photo of me. I swear.
INCOG MAN COMES CLEAN!
Yep, my mother was a quirky CIA MK Ultra-brainwashed Jew woman from Brooklyn who, during the LA Watts riots, slept with a bushy-headed old Negro Wino named “Leroy.” Back then, she was out there trying jump-start a career in Hollywood as a hippie chick night club singer. Well, at least until her supposed best bud forever, Carol King, stole her “schtick” and beat her up in the parking lot behind “Whisky a Go Go” on Sunset Strip.
For some convoluted “Tikkun Olam” Jewish reasoning, my mother decided to raise me up to be a nasty little faggot. I had to wear pink tutus around the house and play with obscene sex toys, of which I had no idea what they were used for. But no longer. I am now the biggest, most disgusting sodomite west (or is it east?) of the PECOS (or is it peckers?). Hell, I can barely sit down at a computer with the way my bum (Brit for butt) now feels. Thank Allah for adult diapers I always say.
Yep, not only am I technically Jewish, I’m also a big Moslem lover boy too. I was going to join up with ISIS but on the way got hooked into a big orgiastic Neo Sabbatean commune in Turkey. Now I work in the basement of a tranny whore house owned by this Ex Pat, but still fat, Bulgarian — doing Internet side jobs for Putin and the Russians so he can pay off Erdogan’s boys to look the other way. I did the entire FAKE NEWS/hacking thing that put Trump in office. For awhile there, I had boatloads of bots coming out my sore ass.
Yeah, I’m a walking conundrum, alright. Still can’t believe I haven’t had a massive coronary by now. Must be the cocaine-laced Starbucks latte coffee I down by the minute. Well, now you know. Go back to paying federal taxes, watching “The View” and bowing in submission to the Chosen Ones and shut your fat Goy face.
HAPPY APRIL FOOLS DAY!