Just kidding with the title. It's apparently called satire and not gaslighting.
It's already been established through a previous socratisation that British royalty have Nazi blood. That hasn't been an issue, as unlike Nazis, good people are people don't think in regards to demented race constructs. The problem was their incestual pursuit of blood greatness based on weak sauce elitism.
I have a theory on why such consensual incest still sometimes occurs. These are basically narcissists. Even demented people are people who like to be around other people. I learned that from Barbara Streisand, this people are people schtick and that they need other people and sometimes they create new people through hanky panky. One cannot do this by making love to the mirror. As narcissists, they tend to be attracted to folks with genetic similarities.
Markle is a good change of pace. Diversify the bloodline and maybe the old-school hereditary diseases will be phased out.
I've been watching documentaries. Man cannot live by old movies alone. There was a good one on preserved sacrifice victims found in bogs. I like the show called Archaeology. I think it's called that. Then I shifted to a show on the history of tainted royal blood. It is quite ironic that in their quest for pure blood, the Windsor Nazis shot themselves in the butt long-term and perhaps forever.
It is an unknown future for internet addiction. The struggle to find good content continues. I'm definitely drained from those fricken Hi fellas videos where random nobodies basically go, to repeat: Hiya, fellas. Let's talk about Margo.
Hey Britster, here's one suggestion for when you come back as amateuro Americano talent. Yeah, use your real name. Also stifle it, Edith, with the Illuminati crap. H. got sick and tired of the Sanders Administration lying and that's where I'm at with the fricken state-sponsored ha ha, let's make fun of kooks schtick. Thanks in advance. And keep away from corporations. They suck. We must forge new paths in the quest to kill time through infotainment.
Oops, that's the wrong picture. This one below shall end this mailed in blog entry. That is all, mi bitchos. Oh, why is it always Cheetos?
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