Meet David Sacks.
He'll be serving as the new Artificial Intelligence Czar under the Orange Prolapse and Co-President Elon Musk.
Someone should ask Sax if he's ever heard of an "artificially generated stampede." If not, I'd be more than happy to sit down with sexy Sacks and give him a briefing.
Sacks
sonofsaf
Sacks that Jew, he’s fucking you
David dies, for the MAGA right
A piece of shit, his golden toilet bling
The big lie caused a big ‘ol fight
An Orange Prolapse fart
Big Mac a la carte
An Orange Prolapse fart
Proud Boys and Bud Lights
Sacks that Jew, he’s fucking you
David dies, for the MAGA right
Yeah, and Forty-seven is cumming (Hate’s unkind)
Fury and fire of a clown (Trump Vodka’s outta line)
Son-in-law’s a Jew (Kosher time)
Forty-five’s a gay ass clown (Faggot mastermind)
An Orange Prolapse fart
Big Mac a la carte
An Orange Prolapse fart
Proud Boys and Bud Lights
(Stormy D.)
Donald Trump’s cooking up a coup d’etat crime
An insurrection to defend
Donald Trump’s cooking up a coup d’etat crime
An insurrection to defend
Donald Trump’s cooking up a coup d’etat crime
An insurrection to defend
Donald Trump’s cooking up a coup d’etat crime
An insurrection ain’t pretend
An Orange Prolapse fart
Big Mac a la carte
An Orange Prolapse fart
Proud Boys and Bud Lights
Sacks that Jew, he’s fucking you
Slacks
Valley
Slack pulls through, I'll search for you
Drink in strides, we'll stumble the night
I've packed my things, darling you've pulled my strings
Wipe my eye and you out of sight
You don't hold my heart
Like you run in dark
You don't hold my heart
Like you fell from heights
Slack pulls through, I'll search for you
Drink in strides, we'll stumble the night
Yeah, you feel so tired of running (Weight can bind)
Find me with my shoulders down (Pressure that breaks my spine)
I will carry you through hallways (Leave in line)
Find a way to lay you down (Your troubles behind)
You don't hold my heart
Like you run in dark
You don't hold my heart
Like you fell from heights
(One, two, three)
All I was looking for is catching some time
But you don't wanna be a friend
All I was looking for is catching some time
But you don't wanna be a friend
All I was looking for is catching some time
But you don't wanna be a friend
All I was looking for is catching some time
But you don't wanna be a fr-
You don't hold my heart
Like you run in dark
You don't hold my heart
Like you fell from heights
Slack pulls through, I'll search for you
This "song" is more of an enchanted lullabye. One that punishingly imposes it's will via melodic boredom and fatigue. I'd rather walk through valley of the shadow of death.
Valley has never played the Burgh.
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