I don’t have a lot of time. A lot of stuff is going on and a lot of it is really good but basically I guess I’m going dark. Why? I’m either dead or I am as safe as in my mother’s arms and we’re just going to test that theory for a while because I’ve got a headache and I’ve got a sort of control my internet addiction.

I’ll get through it. Mostly with a little help from my friends. So check this out. I had several options and one of them was to call it drunk to go to my local store so I could get some cabbage and onions maybe if they had it. And then I catch covid and then I have to deal with the obsequiousness and all of the rancid shit that lives in this town because we never stop being stupid.

So while exploring my options, I hit up my buddy Sasha. That’s right, I happen to have the greatest taxi service that ever was wherever will be. And it seems as if any capris that we can think of (and that we can pay for, if you know what I’m saying), can produce remarkable results. Such as a trip to the drugstore for some well-needed drugs and, you know, to valia at the market. It seems I have communications open to all three parties and we have coordinated an incredibly legal monetary chain. There are some nuances which I will not discuss at this time because I am a good journalist but I don’t play with my friends, but let’s just say system is in place.

But more than the system, we just had a burst of creativity that was not only allowed to be but said into motion with physical effort. You know, I tip. I’m not going to be stingy. Yeah, if this was like an everyday service and I was actually running the thing that allowed a rebirth of health to the region and a redistribution of wealth that actually allowed for a better functioning and more future looking society with of course more pleasures and more life than anyone living here could have ever dreamed of. I understand I’m flowery of word but you know, some bullshit like that.

So you know it’s going to cost me. I got the labor and I know I got the brains. I know like knowledge I’ve got the brains, the hands, the ass and the eyes to get this shit done just so long as we don’t have some creepy shifty-eyed fucking Russians walking around dripping acid in our ears and telling us that we can’t take care of ourselves because if we don’t suck dick of course we would die a million deaths.

So go green baby. Communication has not ended. Sasha had a little moment of pressure where he screamed at me because he was also running his own deal. But it seems like we do understand each other and, like I said, a tip for professionals is well appreciated bye all parties concerned.

Best of luck to you too asshole. I’m talking to America. Hit the fucking email you jack offs!

pebelarus@gmail.com

And don’t forget I said this. God is nature and nature is God and therefore if we are with nature, We are with God. And if you don’t want to be with God or nature, would you please get the fuck off our planet! Today. Not yesterday. And take your shitty children with you if that’s the best you can do.

So, for all of us here in New York with me. For all of us here in this Great Hall built along this body of water that is no longer suitable to fish in. If I may ask all of my fellow statesman to rise if physically possible from your chairs from just a moment. Thank you. I’m going to say just a few things and when you disagree with me you sit down. And if I say something you agree with, you remain standing.

If you had a chance for a nice sandwich, would you like some petroleum product on it? Do you vote yes for garbage in our food? I see compromise thoughts. You may have whatever thoughts in your mind you believe you should have but stand ye on your feet or sit thee down forever and remember your choice.

No one yet. Auschwitz. Let’s be done with them. I give you a choice. Shall you personally, every man and woman in this gallery, shall you choose to go into a gas chamber or should you choose fresh air? Answer me now by standing or sitting. Think as you like. Are we all in understanding that no one has sat down yet? Are we tired of standing? Are we tired of these questions? Does anybody believe that anything I have said makes you wish to sit down? Do we wish to get up and do our job?

Thank you. I was thinking unanimous was about right myself. Good Shabbos. Мы разберёмся на следующей неделе.

Oh yeah and what you see is what you get for the book. I think it’s got two titles now. The addendum preamble AKA skid patch. Enjoy. We are in business.

And yes, we pulled it off without a hitch. On time, under budget (but I paid the contract which is the way I have always done business in case y’all didn’t know). It should also be mentioned that because this order was put together custom, there was no additional plastic and everything was brought in a pair of biodegradable and wonderfully reusable cardboard boxes. Have I told you that story? Maybe next time. In the meantime, I got apples I got mushrooms, I got cabbages, I got pickles, I got onions and I got, I got, I got, I got what? What?

Kvasheni kapusta bubulabushka!

And as he was leaving, I told San that when Elon musk shows up in Belarus to drop off a few hundred electric motors we can put into our cars as a gift of course, in Pinsk, we will pick him up in a prestige taxi just so he knows what it means to be a VIP.

Cheers y’all. Good luck with your business.