Matthew Moulton (@Onideus)

*tokes around the room* You know, if you just... surprise drug test any of those Democrats... there's a good chance you'll find cocaine! If I ever had to go to one these "confirmation hearings"... that's what I would do! I would just bring in a whole bunch of DRUG TEST KITS! Like the kind that can work from HAIR SAMPLES! And then every question, every last one, I would reasonably and rationally request that they respect the authority of God on high, the burning bushels of bud, over whatever drugs they might be on. There is no separation of god and state, only church and state, so that shouldn't be an issue. And any leftists who thinks men can be women won't deny that some baby men can be gods on Earth... https://gab.com/Onideus/posts/113911237137186685 Demonstrable. Respect my perceptions and I will respect your pronouns. Just because my imagination is bigger does not mean that it is fatter. You should all check your privilege as your skinny imaginations are crowding out my godly bulge. I'm not lying... it's very Roman, starts off small and quiet and suddenly... WOAH THERE'S ELON MUSK! Okay, that's just how dicks operate. One minute you're calm and collected, the next minute... INSTANT ATTENTION! Just like dicks, imaginations can have a mind of their own... well, mine... not yours. The best you can imagine for yourself is personal pronouns, the best I can imagine for everyone is... Star Trek in the backyard! WE WILL COLONIZE THE GOLDILOCKS ZONE! It will be a euphemism for sending pedos out into space, in billionaire beer cans (implosion rates may very), out to the rock pit behind Mars where we will collect materials to create artificial exo-moons! We can entice them all off the planet with automated, AI drug abuse and pedo-sex dolls. We can put the pedos to work... as FAAAAAAR tha'fuck away from human civilization as possible! They'll be happy out there. With their own kind. Living electric dreams like electric sheep. So sayeth the burning bushels of bud. Do the lesser drug worshipers deny? What's that you say?! You say you ~don't~ use drugs?! None?! ARE YOU SURE?! Well... PROVE YOUR REPRESENTATION! For only the straightest edge will always cut the crack, but no edge will EVER cut the weed. The crack can at least have an incoherent conversation, for it is not aware, it knows not what it does... a lot of the time, but anything less must realize its perceptual place as less than a man baby god. It must respect my living imagination and it must respect the demands of a god. I DEMAND CONFIRMATION! EVERY HEAD SHALL BOW! *drops mic* Just like that... I'd do 'em up real slow, right in the pronouns! GRAMMAR NAZIS UNITE! #HashDate0125 #Newsreal #Weedstorming #Godwork