Pillow Talk
This is how it happened.
“Can I have my picture made with you?” said Wonkette.
“Oh no, have you had too many brandy slushies (WISCONSIN DELICACY) and I must now hold your telephone with the strong and steady hand I use to hold a pillow?”
“Yes, Mike Lindell, of the Pillow Lindells, you may hold my telephone.”
And then he went away.
This conversation didn’t happen, but it could have, if we were talking out loud, instead of with our BODIES.
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I'VE BEEN HERE SLEEPING IN MY CAR FOR ABOUT THREE WEEKS WAITING FOR THIS, YEAH. WELL NOT SO MUCH "MY" CAR YOU KNOW AS IT IS, TECHNICALLY NOW EVERYTHING IS THE RACCOONS', THEY GOT EVERYTHING, TRICKED ME INTO GIVING 'EM POWER OF ATTORNEY, AND A KIDNEY, BUT YOU KNOW IT'S THEIR CAR TECHNICALLY BUT THEY LET ME USE IT, RENT'S PRETTY CHEAP SO I GOTTA GOOD DEAL THERE, AND NOT SO MUCH "SLEEPING" AS JUST SCREAMING CONSTANTLY AS LOUD AS I POSSIBLY CAN THEY MOVED ME ON A FEW TIMES WHAT WITH BIG GOVERNMENT NOISE ORDINANCES WHICH JOE BIDEN FORCED ON ALL OF US WHICH IS YOU KNOW THAT'S PRETTY COMMUNIST IF YOU ASK ME BUT NOW I'M OUT SOMEWHERE THEY CAN'T FIND ME AND YAH, IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME HONESTLY SINCE I'VE HAD ANY ACTUAL SLEEP, THINGS ARE GETTING PRETTY WEIRD FOR ME AT THE MOMENT, THAT'S- IF YOU WANNA KNOW WHY I'M NOT WEARING SHOES. OR PANTS. AND WHY MY LEGS ARE BLEEDING LIKE THIS.