I HAVE AN OPINION ABOUT DOCTOR WHO! (Patreon)

Holy crap i actually made a video before the end of the month for once, does this mean The Elusive Endless One is finally back to being a semi-consistent content machine? Will the next Pleeb and The Weeb episode be released this month? Have your prayers been answered? 

No. 

Depends. 

And let me assure you, no one hears your prayers. 

No one's looking out for you. Everything even remotely good that happens is but a minor and all too brief statistical accident in a life that is nothing but pain, governed only by indifferent chaos. 

Speaking of optimism, here's a thoughtful opinion piece on one of the most optimistically wholesome shows of all. Doctor Fucking What. He has vagina. We all have vagina. Shit. Damn.

I just got back from 3-5 weeks of walking the earth and 4-6 weeks of not giving a fuck. I managed to vomit up this masterpiece today and TPATWS2E2 is like 95 percent done but now I'm about to fuck off again for another 1-11 weeks of being anywhere-but-here followed by probably another year and a half of soul searching astral projection all across Tha Land of Tha Me and Tha Home of the Grave.

This is the most i've been able to stomach sitting at my computer in months and i graciously used it to crap out a rant about Doctor Who in which I emote passionately about some microscopic earthly concern that in all sincerity is so far beneath me at this point i couldn't even remember the word for those stand-up-and-walk-in-ballot-box-things. You know, those curtain-y closets where presidents come from. Something to do with your hilariously fantastical human concept of "democracy". You pitiable mortals and your wacky sci-fi.

Anyways I think the gist of this video is that I'm mad about some thing or another and i probably made some kind of brilliant point that everyone else is too stupid to articulate, with snazzy editing and tightly comedic writing. It's kind of my thing. Or at least it was before i ascended to my Spectral state and became the all powerful, yet solemnly ponderous Pharaoh-Ghost, brooding on my bone-throne, entombed miles below the great pyramid scheme of Earth-Man society.

Please enjoy what humble entertainment i can force out of myself to feed you starving people-creatures for now, before i fuck off back to my spirit-quest beyond the inner-verse and through the outer-net. 

Anyways time to get back to sailing the cosmos, the Pan-Galactic Bank of Fucks want their fucks back but I just gave away all the ones they loaned me so now I'm fresh out and on the run like a loose poopy asshole full of peppermint patties.

See ya when I feel like it.

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