Hilarity After My Pfizer Booster

I must have gotten three duds in a row. I got my booster on Friday, and once again I have no desire to eat fast food pink animal slime. I still have no interest in Iron War Big Money Jesus. My cock works just fine. I have no fear of giant minority thugs sneaking through the bathroom window. Zero American Taliban vibes. No desire to watch FOX or even CNN. The microscopic government pyramids they put in the shit don’t work. I don’t feel obedient at all. At this juncture, I have to laughably point out that our most obedient citizens are the ones who object to vaccines. I doubt they’ll believe me. This is like a freakish logic loop in Star Trek at this point.

This may not be a good sign, but I do feel like eating one of those roast beef sandwiches from Laurelhurst Market. In fact, I will. Not to get up behind the podium, but maybe you should too.