Must Be A Loose Wire...

Remember to practice opsec/persec on here because I’m keeping list of vague areas I know some of you live so that if there’s ever a large scale societal collapse I can gaslight my war band into thinking we’re searching for resources and civilization when, in reality, I’m on a tour to prove you were ngmi.

I’m the mayor of Oilberta, I’ll be commanding a horde of rig pigs in fuck wagons mad max style, hmu if you need some genghis khan type shock troops.

In a perfect world, I’d be a guy making bread or something. I never wanted to be me, I’m just fucking good at it, running jobs and crews is natural. I wish I was making bread, I’d probably make the best sourdough.

Too real.

what if it was called magic the slathering and it was about lotions and ointments