TATTOOS and REINCARNATION: WELCOME BACK SERGEANT.

Grandpa told me when I was a kid: Two types of people have Tattoos (1) Convicts (2) Military.

With ink culture growing among 60% of ALL girls/women in America as they purchase visible tattoos compared to 40% of ALL men, we have to stop the bus and take 5. I mean, really. Is there some sort of alien acid trip shift going on with the sexes?

It’s like there’s a whole generation of girls who want to be guys. Or maybe they were guys and now they’re girls. Like a reincarnation thing. You know, they served in Vietnam or Afghanistan in a past life. They stepped on a mine, and BLAMO!!! DEAD. It was FAST. One minute, they’re infantry, the next minute, they’re an infant.

And now they’re a girl. No wonder so many girls are uncomfortable in their own skin. Same for the guys who are back from their previous housewife lives. So for the ladies who were general and major, it only seems logical that a service man would want to get back to collecting tats.

Or maybe she was a convict. Bet that inspires abstinence to whoever’s reading this!

George Patton was knowledgeable about reincarnation. Many scriptures detail the circle of life, death, rinse, repeat. Maybe you have dreams about a past life. You’ve been somewhere, and suddenly you get that Matrix Deja Vu wow I could’ve had a V8 kind of feeling.

So the next time you’re chilling with a girl rocking lots of tats, maybe thank her for his previous service to whatever country he served in his past life. Just sayin….

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Graduation Week – Monster News

Hey! We’re graduating by the seat of our pants this week!
So now we’re going to post a few freakish links and some videos.Then we’re going to ask for kickstarter money so we can produce a horror movie with creepy klowns. Who’s in? Or maybe a new version of ‘Back To The Future’ where Biff is the superhero villain, Marty and Doc are Iron Man and Dr. Strange, and instead of Grays Sports Almanac, perhaps some sort of ‘cosmic weapon’. Oh wait…was that done already?
Senior Prank!!!
Dinosaur Visits New Jersey?!?
Bigfoot Moving into DETROIT?!?

GAGA vs. NASIM: SECRET CELEB CLASH?!?

There can only be one GAGA. Diva wars behind the scenes is legendary, and when the turf is tainted by another lioness, thangs can go from chill to crazy psychopathic insane in seconds. FYI: there really IS such a thing as an ‘overnight’ success, especially when your parents are tied in with high power corporate and government. If you’re NOT connected, give up now. You’ll maybe make it to big fish in a small pond. Chances are, you’re blowing your bucks on a dream that WON’T come true.

But then there are those like Nasim Sabz who work their butt off, go days without sleep and push Red Bull stock thru the roof. They publish content that everyone wants to see, except for those in power, especially if they LOOK like someone currently in power. And if you’re angering the ‘real deal’, LOOKOUT! PERHAPS such was the fate of Nasime when she fancied the blonde wig that pumped her viewership thru the roof. Despite the crazy Ga-Ga-like image she portrayed in her content, some sources behind the scenes say that Ms. Sabz was a kind-hearted person who would have rather decompressed with a lap cat and a classic book. NOT firearms. But all the good claims and references mean nothing when somebody wants you gone.

Think about it: We know friends who were cut off from nice sums of Youtube payola. BUT They didn’t journey to Youtube with guns, bazookas and burning crosses!

No. Someone wanted Nasime gone for good. She was set-up thru hypnosis and negative radical profiling. This kind woman met a mind-controlling fate no one deserves. And just because girls wanna have fun and express themselves.

Nobody deserved any part of the YouTube tragedy. Not those victims on the wrong end of the gun, not the victim warped into wielding a firearm, not those who lost their YouTube monetization, and especially the arms dealership with loosey goosey requirements for gun ownership. Where’s Mighty Mouse, Superman and Mary Marvel when you really need ’em?