Do you think Alex Jones will go cannibal roaming around the wasteland in his armored infowars tank eating entire families

God I hope so.

He’s probably got some sweet guns too.

5 starts OP just cuz your title made me LMAO!

Alex Jones ate my ass.

The weak are meat and the strong do eat!

Sweet, sweet meat.

Soylent Green! Soylent Green ist menschen fleisch!



Last Edited by Zoinkaeon on 02/24/2021 05:16 PM

yes. we will eat your ass.

Your chance of survival just dropped to 0.
He'll be all raged on all of his supplements.

Lol, he is definitely a warlord chieftain in post apocalyptic society. Still bullhorning peeps the whole time.

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have you ever played that game second life?

there are all kinds of satanic sims , full of people who are doing all kinds of torture to people eating them, and you think, who the fuck makes these sims? and who the fuck are these weirdos in them?

I mean when you are in those sims, you get the very distinct feeling these people in the sims are everything you ever feared in the darkest corners of your mind

Let me tell you a little story. The game is Space Station 13. The job was Chaplain. My task was simple. Although quite complex. I was to ferry the dead of the morgue to the outer confines of limitless space, ejecting them from the station, zipped tightly within a black body bag. This was boring. I gave my soul essence to the will of ... darker powers. I began to play with the dead. One bright and starry afternoon I made an announcement on the station's intercom. "THERE HAS BEEN A TERRIBLE INCIDENT IN THE CHAPEL."

Now, before I made this irrevocable broadcast, I had created a scene, sealed behind metal walls and reinforced glass. A secret entryway behind the stage was my passage to and from, *ahem,* reality. Following my master's will to the exact, a gibber was constructed, as well as meat spikes. All stolen piece by piece from the kitchen's freezer. The station's ventilation system allowed easy access to these machines. A ventilation system full of dangers and cosmic mysteries, mind you.

The dead that should have been shipped off to Carl Sagan's cosmos were instead hoisted upon spikes, while others were stored in body bags not far from the morbid spectacle.

The first to arrive was an assistant. His exclamation rang through the comms, "The chaplain has gone Ed Gein." Next to arrive was a science officer, who scurried off as soon as she saw the blood. Other assistants arrived, as well as a curious barman. The first cadaver was then dropped within the gibber as soon as a sufficient crowd had gathered in my fold.

Human meat was ejected from the gibber, also a piece of human skin. After about the 4th or 5th gibbing, I was beginning to garner much attention. From here, I crafted a bloated skin suit out of the piece meal textiles. Security finally arrived, and begun the process of alerting an engineer to come quick, and disassemble the protective barrier around my putrescent dais. I then made a swift escape through the secret passage behind the stage, and into the ventilation system.

To Be Continued...

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he said he would only eat his neighbor's ass,

Remember when he gave joe rogan the gun awhile ago?

That was the funniest most painful shit though

amazing

yeahh i've noticed from your thousands of posts you are one of them

Yes

Maybe?