So now he’s driving an hour per person to spread his gospel of monopoly, monotony and bullshit? Sounds economically irresponsible to me. But if a bunch of dumb old ladies are paying for it with grifted donations, who cares?
Quite a turnout. If Baby Beluga gets any tighter and closer with her camera shots to hide the poor turnouts at these events, she may as well just do these in Clayton’s bedroom in mom’s house and make up some lies about them being in Abilene or something. It’s not like Clayton doesn’t tell five lies a week anyways.
Notice he is trying to murder the chubby old dumb man in front of him…
No, your eyes are not deceiving you. That is Comrade Clayton, hater of all things plastic (and all foods ultra-processed) holding what amounts to a poison bomb in his left hand. Ultra-processed shitcookies encased in evil plastic! Unbelievable!
This is not the first time, either. He once tried to poison people at Lampasas Mission with Froot Loops shitflake cereal!
Is he offering these poisonous, fatty shitcookies to the old dunce in Wood County? Is he saving them for himself so he can play Russian roulette and take a 50% chance it “doesn’t end well” for him? Is he going to let Baby Beluga eat the entire container on the drive home?
I know where MY money is….
